The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1906-11-07

could be sharp and short when she
chose 1t could likewise be very meek.
Now she set her finger tips together, ask
Ing plainurly: MIR. Grierson Is there
nothing else You would as soen say?
You are the ninth man to tell me that
since | came to the picnic. | ought to
feel my sins very deeply. but somehow
| can't"
WHO says YOU have sins? | meant
only your projections" Grierson began.
but she stopped him with a gesture of
appeal
THAT'S the very worst of ALL" she
murmured. You'll be telling me next
that you came on purpose TO see and
be conquered. do wish pretty speeches
didn't run in ruts so much IL could
I'd write a book about them. telling
men what not to say"
81 see, The Complete Lovemaker,'"
Grierson answered, his eyes twinkling.
III You wrote from the riches of your
experience dare say the treatise would
he most authoritative"
'There wouldn't he any treatise IL
did that You all say So much the
same sort of foolshness," my lady
came back at him, with just the least
toss of her head
My lady of course had name, pref
~ one Ellnor Glare Only strangers
and the older people ever called her
Elinor. Somehow at school she had
heen rechristened my lady and my
lady she was likely to be to the end OF
the chapter
A very pretty girl. with money to
her name and much more money In
prospect withal sprghtly and good
hearted. size was easily the belle of
the countryside She had had beaus,
indeed. before she WAS out of short
froclls One of them. who as a tall
lad had carried her on his shoulder
and Graded her asleep in his arms.
was still constant, Notwithstanding lie
was thrice eligible. and the kindest,
most unsuspieious soul alive.
Grierson had heard of him likewise.
Indeed. Philip Darcy. the constant one
was. after Il sort, his kinsman.
'fhlfs the man you have got to
in explaining the situation.
Grandfather liked my lady, but not
nearly so we'll as he did her posses
sons. Therefore he had sent impera-
lively for Arthur, his grandson, and
hidden him as imperatively court the
girl and marry her
Grandfathcr's was moneyed avarice.
piled up Il fortune and held ON TO 1t
like grim death Because his only
son liked to spend money even better
than 10 make il the old man excused
his clntching-at least to himself.
Since that young gadabout Arthur
had no knncll of making money. being
worse In that respect than his father
1t was but right he should marry It,
Grandfather Grierson said this over
and over in so many keys and lenses,
Arthur had been tempted to run away
before anything was beguh He would
have run away. indeed. but for catch
ing glimpse Of my lady. The glimpse
refreshed his endurance and modified
sensbly his estimate of grand paternal
wisdom.
Suppose we write the book togeth-
er," Grierson suggested valantly. II
can make myself understood on the
typewriter can't say any more than
that-but you You have reams of wis
dom. I'm sure, all ready TO your hand
DO take me as secretary. | promise
you shall find me willing and obllging,
with no objection to long hours"
Il have great objection to them.
couldn't stick at anything half day
unless 1t WAS to save my life," my
lady confided, adding gayly: Il don't
believe you could either Confess!
Don't you love to 60 and do the things
you didn't intendi"
Sometimes only sometimes" Grier-
son said, smiling down at her. This
Is one OF them. | meant to ask con
sideration as n possible husband, yet
see how you have reduced my soaring
ambition"
My lady met this with a look OF wide
eyed innocence and said appealingly:
Cant you understand I'm not the sort
y Y
are SO many other things better worth
talking about"
For instance, Philip Darcyf" Grier-
son said, with a keen glance.
My lady laughed joyously mo, not
Philip" she said. II know him-all
about him-more and better than any
body can tell me. lie would be saint
on earth IL he were not so much OF a
man"
Tin! The most part of saints
We're men, Grierson supplemented.
Then, most irrelevantly: You have re-
lieved my mind wonderfully. No girl
of today can possibly love a saint. 1t
Is the weirdly wicked fellows who bowl
over our swecthearts-even now and
then our wives
Dear me! And you are not weirdly
wleked-just an ordinary sinner" my
lady interrupted. her eyes twinklng
merrily.
Grlerson laughed. Cry quarterw he
said. you won't get me to admit I'm
no match for you-that would be
bad precedent-but | will say | know
back to the beginning, what about TAX
Ing me on as amanuensis? I'm sure
gave myself character, having nobody
else to give It."
"A-man-u-ensls! That's a city word.
I'm afraid Of It," my lady said, dim
ping sweety.
Grierson shook his head at her, say
ing severely: "At this rate The Com
plete Loyemaker' will never get itself
written. Think how the world needs
It! We ought to begin work on 1t to-
morrow"
Grierson forget tine carrying quality
Of his Voice, even when, as now, he
spoke very low. He further overlook
ed slim creature In half mourning
seated tust beyond my lady.
Now the figure turned half about.
saying, with pretty malice: You could
not have a better collaboration, Miss