The Citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1903-1912, 1906-11-24


dress and servants. But when the
light has waned. and the glow of the
nre nils the corners of the room with
dancing shadows, even dress and
servants are left, and the conversation
invariably turns--to the other great
stock subject. man.
"Of course, ] didn't do IL to be
thanked; but | think you might have
murmured one little word OF gratitude
to me for asking Mr.. Carr down. |
mean, ordinary politeness requires
some attention even from you"
Eva looked up at Mrs Clutton from
deep dell OF hot coal which had been
formed between the bars Thank
you,' she said and then, added, "for
nothing"
Mrs. Clutton was one of those long,
slight, tired women who always dress
TO perfection, are never RULED, never
different, who are able to hurry while
appearing 10 dawdle, to be exceeding.
ly annoyed without the least appar.
ent effort, to laugh heartily without
making sound. and to talk with
great animation, without in any way
disturbing the undulating, velvety
drawl with which they are born
You might talk TO me from now till
the middle of next week." she said,
and then you couldn't convince me
that you are not glad that he is here
A laugh sprang across Eya's face.
TO be instantly hunted away by a sigh.
MY dear Enid. | haven't the faintest
desire to prove that I am not hope.
lessly in love with him Unfortunate.
ly II Is known to everybody in this
world except the man himself And
the absurdity OF the whole thing
the thing that makes me feel like half
tomato on a gridiron-is that he's
Just as much in love with me as l
am with him. and that's a very great
deal indeed"
Il don't see where the absurdity
comes in. II YOU are both in love as
much as all that. why don't you mar.
ry him."
Half.tragically. halfcomically. wholly
In the manner-so far as we can guess
of a petulant angel, Eva sprang to
her feet. and Ringing her collection OF
cushions far and wide. commenced
dashing about the room. greatly to it's
danger.
Marry him! marry him! Don't |
want TO marry him? Isn't II my one
ambition In life to become the wife Of
this silly, foolish, timid, wretch? It's
all fine for You to sit there and say
those easy, insane things; but ! cant
run away with the man, can I? ]
cant buy toy pistol, meet the poor
dear In a dark passage and shrek,
Marry me, or you die!' can |? can't
chase him into a conservatory, flop or
my knees. and cry. Teddy. love you
with love that is almost indiscreet;
be. oh. be my husband can !, can |,
can II" Eva caught one OF the cush'
ions a beautiful kick, and sent II fly
ing against n whatnot.
Not very well" said Mrs, Clutton.
But shall | tell you what you can
and will do?"
What" cried Eva. eagerly.
smash. my precious china II you
kick cushions about like that. q.
The point is. have you given him any
encouragement
soorn, announcement? Why, my
dear Enid. have done everything a
nicely .brought.up girl ought TO do,
and a good deal that she oughtn't.
During that time, u matter OF per-
haps a minute and quarter-Mrs
Clutton had been thinking hard, al
though IL would have been impossible
20 guess Il from the placid state Of
her features.
Eva" she said finally, have you
ever noticed that picture painted on
the panel over the bookcase, Of girl
sitting on an armchair with her eyes
cast down, and with her hands folded
meekly on her lap?'
No" said Eva, and II had, what
on earth has she TO do with my hor'
rid prSblem?'
Mrs Clutton undulsted on: THE
figure of the girl works on a hinge,
and sometimes when my husband had
got into boyish scrape and wanted
TO hear what his father said about II
10 his mother, he used to get his
sister 10 pull the picture back, and
sit In the girls place To report to
MIN whrt went on. A dishonorable and
very fascinating proceeding, A chair
was placed behind the picture In the
next room. the floor of which Is on a
level with IT, and In this kind OF light
Il was impossible To tell the difference
between the real and the unreal girl
Now, don't you think
Thin, Think" cried Eva. GOV.
ering the permanently quiet Mrs.
Clutton with kisses, Il should think
| do think. Oh. Enid, YOU engineer
You want me TO get into the picture;
YOU want 10 bring Teddy here to see
my new portrait you want to leave
him to say To me on a panel what
he daren't say to me in the flesh;
and then. when at last he cries oh,
darling, my beautiful piquant, little
beauty, I love you so, II only ! could
screw up courage to ask you to be my
wife, you want me TO say: Teddy,
you infant, I'm dying TO be your
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