The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1905-03-21

lively QUIET STREET
Of the teacher triumphed; in the student
she forgot the man. His brow was knit
as he searched the pages for something
he apparently could not find. At last,
oblivious to his surroundings, he NUT
tered with emphasis, "Oh, hangr The
He glanced around guilty. The Ital-
ians were stolidly unconscious of his
existence, but he flushed as he met
Margaret Whites friendly gaze.
"Let me help you" she said softly.
Then hastily flushing in her turn at
the wonder in his eyes, IL am a
teacher, you see and you seemed in
difficulty"
His face cleared. OF course that ex-
planned everything. He answered
frankly:
81 am. It's the subjunctive mood
1 thought I was doing fine thing
when / got native Spanish teacher,
but he doesn't know much more Eng
lish than do Spanish, and between us
heaven knows what tongue l am ac-
quiring."
81 know; I've been through it." she
assured him, smiling But tell me
what puzzles you"
"As l said, the subjunct1ve. It's
really the-the''-
Exactly" she assented quickly "It
really is"
At One Hundred and Sixteenth street
he shut the book with triumphant
snap.
I'm getting hold of it." he announc-
ed. 81 say, do you come up on this
train often"
EVERY morning."
Then But the train was already
starting again. He had just time to
dash to the platform and bow to Mar
garet at her window before it was gone
His smile, as he stood bareheaded in
her last glimpse of him, completed the
broken sentence.
Committing lost its terrors after that
Many things may be said in twenty
minutes, and, though Margaret con-
scientiously held her pupil to questions
Of syntax, she learned a good deal
about him In spite of herself-that his
name, for instance, was Harold Bond;
that he was in the employ Of firm Of
piano manufacturers; that they were
extending their business into Cuba and
South America, and that he had the
chance to represent them there If he
could acquire working knowledge Of
the language within two months.
She did not inquire when the two
months would be up. She was not sure
that she cared to know. Early in their
friendship he had asked permission to
visit her in her home, but she had re-
piled that it would be embarrassing to
introduce so irregular an acquaintance
to the relatives with whom she lived,
and he had not insisted. Perhaps she
was little disappointed that he had
not
One morning in June he squared his
shoulders defiantly toward One Hun
dred and Sixteenth street and met her
surprised glance with a look of deci-
sion
Il am going on with you" he de-
clared, land l am going to walk over
to school with you, and tonight shall
wait for you at the visitors entrance
and go home with you"
Have l nothing to say about it?"
she inquired.
Certainly. You will say, 4 shall be
very glad, indeed. my dear friend, to
see you this afternoon and have an op-
portunity Of presenting you to my fam
ily'"
"And If don't choose to say thatY'
''Then l will introduce myself"
She was silent For the first time
her heart misgave her. What had been
a pleasant adventure, something to
brighten day dreams and think of
vaguely between sleeping and waking,
was turning into urgent reality.
At the foot of the elevated stairs he
guided her toward a comparatively
quiet street.
II shall be late" she murmured, but
obeyed.
1T doesn't matter" he replied. Mar