Bryan morning eagle. [volume] (Bryan, Tex.) 1898-1909, 1905-01-31

with assumed contritlon. Surely,
now, II you would be- cruel ard fool
Ish enough to disregard the last call
you wouldn't expect me never to look
at another girlg To me az present you
seem the one woman In the world
/ II you elect 10 remain 50, shall indeed
be honorcd. II not
I An expressive shrug. glance at
once tender aud hooking. finished the
sentence. aud Ethel felt as II some
thing that she bad never appreciated
was slipping away from her just as
she was learning 30 value H.
The rhythmic rumbllng OF the
wheels, the whlrling lights outside
where the dusk had deepened into vel
vety blackness, the cheerful bright
ness OF the ear, all seemed unreal.
She had boarded the train ut Jersey
City like n queen with faithful. hum.
bic servant In tow. a servant whom
in her heart Of hearts she valued. but
OF whose devotion she was 50 sure that
her estimate OF him was disparaging
for that very reason. And now--twO
hours later-eyerything had changed!
Even now. out OF the tail OF his eye,
she could see that be was regarding
the handsome well set head OF girl
who occupied chair few rows ahead
OF them with the interest OF a man
who realizes that you never know
when or how you may meet-IIcr
For the time being he actually seem
ell to have forgotten her royal self
completely. IL was all very well 20
pretend TO give her the cholcc-aliow.
Ing her TO abdlcate. as Il were. In
reality. she was convinced that she
was dethroned!
Handsome girl up there. isn't sheY"
he observed with enthusiasm. turning
toward her nc last with the furtively
apologetic air OF man who has mo.
mentarily forgotten himself. so well
set up Look at those shoulders and
the polse OF that head! Regular JUNIOR
Ethel Pixley assented stlfly. You
have not always admired that typl.
though she added defiantly. ~ MI
used to say you thought girls like that
masculine"
what a blind idiot I must have
been,' was the placid rejolnder. "and
how ones standard OF feminine beauty
changes
"From chapter TO chapter!" she fin.
ished sarcastlcally. and at the look OF
hot scorn that accompanied the words
he had a gloatIng idea that the day
was won
At this juncture a picturesque figure
appeared nc the end OF the ear. above !
whose snowy garments head that
looked as II II were finely turned /
bronze rose superbly.
Last call for dinner in the dining /
carr called musical voice as he /
loungel down the aisle with the gait |
OF a man who has his sea legs ON.
Dinner now ready In the dining cart"
There was O brief pause when he \
passed them and disappeared at the
other cad Of the car. but his voice
1oated back 10 them, barely audible
above the rumble Of the wheels and
freightcd with lingering ominous
warning.
Last callr
a strange thrill ran through Ethel
Plxley. and she turned toward the man
Beside her. II was only by an effort
that she kept from holding out her
hantz - him. His face was grave nj.
most 20 sternness. and under his mas.
terful glance her own eyes fell. and
'he wondered In a sort OF desperation
whether her lips were quiyerlng.
As sc says, Ethel, IT'S the last call
md I'm waiting for your answer"
Her only reply was a swift uplifting
u the eyes that he remembered for
ears afterward as the sweetest thing !
le had ever witnessed IN the way OF
april showers and later on. when they :
Iad responded 10 the last call for din.
er the waiter wondered and chuc.
led. too, as he tucked into his pocket
he crisp two dollar bin that he re-
piVcd ms his ghnro NJ tho e,,olts