News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1905-01-18

/ Miss Harveys eyes darkened with
disgust, but her reporters instinct
cried aloud within her. mot really"
she whispered.
"Yes," answered Mr.. Heating; 1.-THE
wonderful twin emeralds, you know,
and she turquoises she got in Italy"
II can't believe. it of Jack Oliver"
said she. Gle used to be a quite de-
cent sort"
He's been going the pace lately"
said Heating. There was rumor of
taking his name off at the club"
"And yet you think his mother can
make his wife the successful sensation
| of the winter"
"She not only can, but she WILL" he
answered. "But let's drop all this. Tell
me what you have been doing. l read
that you had distinguished yourself at
the university"
she glanced at him. 1t would have
been so easy to say: at is my sister
Lucy, not l. The initials are the
same" But then he would have ques-
toned further. Somehow the back
ground of the newspaper office wasn't
interesting or explainable in compari-
son with the days when she had
danced through life with a setting of
wealth and family distinction. She
was conscious of thankfulness that
she had worn her new tailor suit, and,
oh, how good it was to be with a man
who looked at one as a young and
pretty woman, not as manufacturer
of so much available copy!
''Tell me what you've been doing in
stead" she answered, smiling. I'm
only a working woman now, but you
can still indulge in grand opera and
the horse show and yachts and auto
mobiles
sit seems impossible that you should
be working woman, as you call it.
But won't you come over to the cafe
and lunch with me if you're not too
busy? Yes, do, for old sake's sake, as
Kipling says"
For an instant she hesitated. "But
why not?" she asked herself. And
they went together to sit at a little
table in the corner where four years
dSO-Dut TIC w dltcI Wdo SOSA-
tails.
'"Tell me-" he said, edo you like
working?"
Don't" she begged. cts necessary,
and don't dare let myself get dissat-
isfied."
"Ah," he breathed, "then you don't
like it. Why don't you drink your
cocktail?"
She pushed the little glass aside.
"Working women don't. drink" she
said with half smile. "They live in
boarding houses with ice cream and
fried potatoes for Monday breakfast
and prunes for
THAT will do" he broke in. 81 don't
want to think that you have to live so.
Lillian. | behaved like a cad to you"
Hush" she said Il have tried to
forget that and it doesn't hurt any
more"
His eyes burned her, and he leaned
across the table. Take me back" he
said. His voice was hoarse ''Let
me-
Don't. Allen" she said sharply.
"I've tried my best to like other wo-
men," he went on. You may as well
say i'll threw you over when you lost
your money. l was insane. l think;
but, Lillian-no look at me-since
Cousin Stuart died I've had plenty. so
much I'm sick of it. Now, share it
with me. l want you, and l want to
put you back on your pedestal, out of
that hell of teachers life you're liv-
ing"
This time she stopped him. Her face
had gone white and her eyes We're
ringed again. You made a mistake"
she said. cit is my sister who is teach
ing. l am a reporter for the News.
am the reporter Mrs. Carruthers-O Oliver
sent you down to dismiss, and T-she
faltered, then went on firmly-'I asked
you all those questions about Jack
Oliver because | wanted to beat the
town on it. Do you understand? |
intended to turn your private conf
dence to my advantage, to copy, if you
please Oh but I've fallen low from
the girl l uSou 10 ne. 1Ou ueeun
look 50 incredulous. IL think I'd bet
ter go. | don't want any lunch. I'll
not use the stuff now" Before he could
catch up his hat and follow her she
was in the street.
Lillian" he implored when he
reached her side, listen. Don't hurry
so. Wait" He caught her arm and
hailed a passing cab.
Drive to the park. Drive anywhere
till l tell you to stop" he said to the
driver and half pushed, half lifted her
in. She drew back into the corner,
and, though her face was hidden, he
could see her shoulders tremble with
sobs. Without haste he pulled down
the curtains and put his arms around
her.
You may as well give in he said.
"What difference do you suppose it
makes to me whether you are a re-
porter or not? And | don't believe you
intended to use that stuff about Jack
Oliver, and even if you did | don't
care l want you, and I'm going to
have you. | know you love me. Don't
shake your head; you do. | saw it in