CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1906-03-08
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stare at her husband in dismay that
was! almost tragic.
''Whatever in the world ami i to do?'
she demanded. "You know when Mar
ION landed on Thursday ! wrote hey
that she simply must come to us for
Sunday, and now here's telegram
from Harris Rogers saying that he
will be out tonight too. Luckily they
have not selected the same train. But
what am l to do with them p
Her husband, glancing abstractedly
over his paper. wrinkled his brow.
"Well. what of itr' he asked. "Did
not you want some man for MarionY'
"Of course" impatiently. Il did ask
Dick Percival, but he couldn't come
However, Harry Rogers is here. so l
knew could depend on him. He ad
mires Marion tremendously. But Har
ris! Don't you realize that 1t is hardly
six months since his engagement to
Marion was broken OFF? 1t was just
after that she went abroad"
Mr. Ferris whistled. "Oh, the deuce"
he calculated. $50 it is. 1 forgot"
"Isn't 1t awful?" gasped his wife.
"Of course I've always told Harris
that all he ever had to do was just to
telegraph that he was coming. but
then never could have imagined any
thing so terrible as this. And l don't
know why the engagement was bro
ken, and l don't care. I'm fond OF
them both But how ever can explain
his coming to Marion? She'll always
believe that l did it on purpose" de-
spairingly. "She'll never forgive me-"
Mr.. Ferris. duly impressed by the
gravity of the crisis, laid down his
paper.
81 will tell you what we must do
then" he began slowly. I'VE shall have
to devote ourselves to them SO thor
oughly that they never will be left
alone together for moment. ! will
have Marion on my mind tonight. and
you take Harris. Then tomorrow we
can switch off SO that it won't seem SO
apparent That ought to- work pretty
WE'LL" he declared. Frightening up.
"And after all it's only for two even
ings and II day
Mrs. Ferris. resigning herself to the
inevitabl essayed smile.
"Well." she said st0ically, tits the
best we can do. Wen try"
Dinner, however, was not q success.
Despite the best efforts of host and
hostess conversation languished and
constraint was in the air. With the Pc
euliar fatality that SO often attends
made to order talk the subjects touch
ed upon were usually the most inoppor-
tune that could have been mentioned.
ranging from unhappy marriage to di-
vorce and from an excuse for incon-
stancy to u reason for deceit While
In the hangman's house never speak Of
the rope" says q proverb. But some
how the rope always will obtrude IT.
SELF BY the time the four had return
Cd to the drawing room Mrs. Ferria
was in a state of nervous tension al
most beyond endurance.
A quiet game of bridge somewhat
restored her equanimity. Conversation
over the card table was necessarily
limited. And 80 the evening passed.
But / could see that poor Marion
was bored to DEATH" admitted Mrs.
Ferris to her husband when at last the
guests were safely ensconced in their
own rooms. "She hates cards. And MS
for me- I never knew whether I was
playing spades or without. But what
else was there to do? She was dread
fully upset when told her Harris was
coming. She flushed all UP. though she
tried to murmur something about
please not minding 1t seems she
hasn't seen him since the day Of their
quarrel SO of course It was awkward
for her. What shall We do all tomor-
row p distractedly. "And IL 1t rainsr'
But it did not rain. The sun, climb
ing gayly over the tree tops, brought
with him perfect day of blue and
gold. The morning was safely got
through with at church, and after q
leisurely stroll home 1t was time for
luncheon. The Robinsons from across
the road, the Burnhams from down
the river and one or two others dropped
in for the midday meal. Harry Rob-
inson greeted Miss Trevor with I'M
concealed Joy
81 didn't know that you were In this
country. he exclaimed. The girl
laughed.
II am going home tomorrow" she
explained, "but Mrs. Ferris wouldn't
hear of my leaving without giving her
q day first. And SO here l am"
| "And 80 the gods are kind" supple
mented young Robinson. II say. don't
| you want to come out on the river with
me? 1t would be heavenly and cool
Do come" urgently.
| "Now?" asked the girl doubtfully.
She glanced about the table. Lunch
con was nearly over. and the men had
begun to puff comfortably Mt their
pipes and cigarettes. Harris Rogers.
an eager light in his brown eyes, was
laaning forward talking earne4flx fo