The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1906-11-06


You see, have been hearing of you
this long time" Grierson said, look
ing up at my lady, with lazy smile.
My lady had a way with her-it
could be sharp and short when she
chose. 1t could likewise be very meek.
Now she set her finger tips together. ask
ing plaintivly: Mr.. Grierson, Is there
nothing else you would as soon say :?
You are the ninth man to tell me that
since I came to the picnic. l ought to
feel my sins very deeply, but somehow
can't"
who says you have sins? l meant
only your perfections," 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. II could
I'd write a book about them, telling
men what not to say"
Il see! The Complete Lovemaker,' 1"
Grierson answered, his eyes twinkling.
If you wrote from the riches Of your
experience dare say the treatise would
be most authoritative"
There wouldn't be any treatise II
did that. You all say so much the
same sort Of foolishness," my lady
came back at him, with just the least
toss Of her head
My lady Of course had name a pref
ty one-Elinor Glare. Only strangers
and the older people ever called her
Elinor. Somehow at school she had
been 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 sprIghtly and good
hearted, she was easily the belle OF
the countryside She had had beaus,
indeed, before she was out of short
frocks. One of them, who as a tall
lad had carried her on his shoulder
and Graded her asleep in his arms,
was stil constant, Notwithstanding he
was thrice eligible, and the kindest,
most unsuspicIous soul alive
Grierson had heard of him likewise.
Indeed, Philip Darcy. the constant one,
was, after sort, his kinsman.
"Phirs the man you have got to
beat" Grandfather Grierson had said
in explaining the situation
Grandfather liked my lady, but not
nearly so well as he did her posses
sions. Therefore he had sent impera-
lively for Arthur, his grandson, and
hidden him as imperatively court the
girl and marry her.
Grandfathers was moneyed avarice,
therefore the more eager. He had
piled up q fortune and held on to 1t
Ike grim death Because his only
son liked to spend money even better
than to make 1t the old man excused
his clutching-at least to himself.
Since that young gadabout Arthur
had no knack 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 begun. He would
have run away, indeed, but for catch
Ing glimpse of my lady. The glimpse
refreshed his endurance and modified
sensibly his estimate Of grand paternal
wisdom
Suppose we write the book togeth-
en-" Grierson suggested vRliantly. 81
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 obliging,
with no objection to long hours"
II have great objection to them
couldn't stick at anything half day
unless 1t was to save my life," my
lady confided, adding gayly: 81 don't
believe you could either. Confess!
Don't you love to go and do the things
you didn't intend?"
Sometimes only sometimes" Grier-
son said smiling down at her. This
is one Of them. l meant to ask con-
sideration as possible husband, yet
see how you have reduced my soaring
ambitionx
Ny lady met this with look Of wide
eyed innocence and said appeallngly:
Cant you understand I'm not the sort
Of girl you have to talk love to? There
are so many other things better worth
talking about"
For instance, Philip Darcy2" Grier-
son said, with a keen glance.
My lady laughed Joyously. mo, not
Philip" she said. 81 know him-sll
about him-more and better than any
body can tell me. He would be a saint
on earth IL he were not 80 much Of a
man"
HIN! The most part OF saints
were men," Grierson supplemented
Than, most irreievantly: ''You have re-
lieved my mind wonderfully No girl
Of today can possibly love a saint 1t
10 the welrdly wicked fellows who bowl
over our sweethearts-even now and
then our wives
Dear mel And you are not weirdly
wicked-just an ordinary sinner" my
lady interrupted, her eyes twinkIing
merrily.
Grierson laughed. "Cry quarterw he
said. You won't get me to admit I'm
no match for you-that would be a
bad precedent-but l will say l know
when I've had enough. Now, to get
back to the beginning, what about tax
ing me on as amanuensisi Pm sure
gave myself character, having nobody
else to give it."
"A-man-u-enslsl That's a city word
I'm afraid of it," my lady said, dim
ping sweetly.
GrierSon shook his head at her, say
ing severely: AT this rate The Com
pIete Loyemaker' will never get itself
written Think how the world needs
it, We ought to begin work on it to-
morrow"
Grierson forgot the carrying quality
of his voice, even when, as now, he
| spoke very low. He further overlook
| ed slim creature In half mourning
seated just beyond my lady.
| Now the figure turned half about,
saying, with pretty malice: You could
| not have a better collaboration, Miss
| Clare Arthur can give an example
Of nice definition of every style Of
| love making yet invented" Then,
throwing up a Grape bordered veil:
"You didn't expect to see me, Arthur.
l know that very well. Indeed, / my
self am surprised at being here, but
| Phil Darcy wrote me had better come
| down and look after some invest
| ments"
There was a pause before the last
word so significant 1t made my lady
| gasp. She turned red and white, star
ing helplessly from Grierson to the
woman and only by strong compul-
sion overcoming her Impulse to run
away.
1t was a great relief to see Philip