The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-08

ueii llllScll ieuldihluS, Will I'LL ll1du-
ity Of utterance that sickened him:
ooh, here's the gate, isn't it?''
Her answer was a short laugh. "YOu
mean you wish to persuade me that
you had forgotten it was there?"
81 did not see it," he protested lam
entably.
"No?'
II wasn't thinking of It,"
Indeed! You were lost in thoughts
off,
"Of your he said before he could
check himself
"Ges?" Her tone was as quietly con-
temptuous rs she could make it. "How
very frank of you! May I ask are you
convinced that speeches of that sort are
always to lady's liking?''
NO." he answered humbly and hung
his head. Then she threw the question
at him abruptly:
'Was it you who came to sing in our
garden?'
There was Il long pause before pro-
found sigh came TREMENDOUSLY from the
darkness, like a sad and tender confess
sion. Yes"
81 thought SOP she exclaimed "Mrs.
Tanberry thought it was some one else,
but knew that it was you.'
Eyes, you are right" he said quietly.
1T was I. 1t was my only way to tell
you what you know now"
"Of coursev' She set it all aside with
those two words and the slightest ges-
f11r Of n,~ hon
for another girl, believer" she asked
lightly and, with an icy smile, inquired
further, "For the one-the one before
the last, understands"
He lifted his head, surprised. "What
has that to do with it? The music was
made for you but, then, I think all
music was made for you"
leave the music out of it, if you
please" she said impatiently. "Your
talents make you modest! No doubt
you consider it unmaidenly in me to
have referred to the serenade before
you spoke of it, but I am not one to
cast down my eyes and let it pass-no,
nor one too sweet to face the, truth,
either!' she cried, with sudden passion.
ITO sing that song in the way you did
meant-oh, you thought I would firt
with you! What right had you to come
with such song to me?"
Tom intended only to disclaim the
presumption, so far from his thoughts,
that his song had moved her, for he
could see that her attack was prompt
ed by her inexplicable impression that
he had assumed the attitude Of con-
queror, but his explanation began un-
fortunately.
Forgive me- 1 think you have COM
pletely misunderstood. You thought it
meant something l did not intend at
all. and'-
"What!' she said, and her eyes blaz-
ed, for now she beheld him as the ar
rant sneak of the world He, the lady
killer, with his hypocritical air Of
strength and melancholy sweetness,
the leader of drunken revels and, by
reputation, the town Lothario and
hght-o'-love, under promise Of mar
rage to Fanchon Bareaud, had tried to
make love to another girl, and now his
coWardicc in trying to disclaim what
he had done lent him the insolence to
say to this other: My child, you are
betrayed by your youth and conceit;
you eXaggerate my meaning. l had no
intention to distinguish you by coquet-
ting with your This was her interpre-
tation Of him, and her indignation was
not lessened by the inevitable conclu-
sion that he, who had been through so
many scenes with women, secretly
found her simplicity diverting Miss
Betty had little Of her father in her,
While it was part of her youth, too,
that of all things she could least en-
dure the shadow of smile at her own
expense.
"Oh, oh!' she cried, her voice shak-
ing with anger. Il suppose your bad
heart is half choked with your laughter
at me-"
She turned from him swiftly and left
him.
Almost running. she entered the house
and hurried to seat by Mrs. Tanber-
~, nesting to her like a young sapling
on hillside. Instantaneously several
gentlemen who had hastily acquitted
themselves Of various obligations in
order to seek her sprang forward with
eager greetings, so that when the
stricken Tom, -dazed and COMPOUNDED
by his evil luck, followed her at about
five PAGES he found himself confronted
by an impenetrable abatis formed by
the spiked tails of the coats of Gen.
eral Trumble, Madrillon, Tappingham
Marsh, Cummings and Jefferson Ba-
reaud. Within this fertilization rang
out laughter and sally from Miss Ca
rewe. Her color was high, and her
eyes sparkled never more brightly.
Flourish and alarms sounded for =
quadrille. Each Of the semicircle, firm
~ elbowing his neighbor, begged the
dance of Miss Betty, but Tom was him
self again and laid a long, strong hand
on Madrillon's shoulder, pressed him
gently aside and said:
Forgive me. Miss Carewe has hon
Ored me- nv the promise Of this ono