Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-03-26

ndnukcIcnlei, Bne came upon D6vlo Rents letter and read 1t again. "Loring tells me you are coming
 west" he wrote. T assume there is 'at least one chance in three that you
 will pass through Gaston. If you do,
 and if the hour 1t not altogether im- possible. l should like to meet your
 train. One thing among the many the
 past two years have denied me-the
 only thing I have cared much about.
 I think-is the sight of your face.
 shall be very happy if you will let me
 look at you-just for the minute or
 two the train may stop"
 There was more of 1t; good bit more; but 1t was all guarded common
 place. opening no window in the heart
 of the man David Kent Yet even in the commonplace she fodnd>some faint interlinings of the change in him; not a mere metamorphosis of the outward man, as new environment might make but radical change, deep and biting, like the action of strong acid upon fine grained metal.
 She returned the letter to it's en- ,velope, and after looking up Gaston on the timetable fell into heart stirring reverie, with unseeing eyes fixed on the restful blackness of the night rushing rearward past the car windows.
 "He has forgotten, she said. with a little lip-curl of disappointment. "He thinks he ought to remember, and he is trying trying because Grantham said something that made him think he ought to try. But it's no use. It was only a little summer idyl, and we have both outlived il"
 She was still gazing steadfastly up- on the wall of outer darkness when the porter began to make down the berths and Penelope came over to sit in the opposite seat.
 We are on our own railroad now, aren't wei" she asked, with purpose full lack-interest- "And-let me sec isn't MT. Kent at some little town we pass through?"
 Tt is city," said Elinor. And the name is Gaston."
 T remember now" Penelope re- joined. T wonder if we shall see him?"
 Tt is most unlikely. He does not know we are coming, and he wouldn't be looking for us."
 Penelope's fine eyes clouded. At times Elinor's thought-processes were as plain as print to the younger sis. ter; at other times they were not.
 q should think the least we could do would be to let him know" she ventured. Does anybody know what time the train passes Gaston?"
 "At 7:15 tomorrow evening"" was the unguarded reply; and Penelope drew her own conclusions from the ready answer and the folded time table in Elinor's lap.
 Well, why don't you send him wire? I'm sure I should" [
 ''Why should IF" said Elinor, warily.
 "Oh, I don't know; any other young woman of his acquaintance would, fancy. I have half a mind to do it myself. like him. if you don't care for him any more"
 Thus Penelope; and a little while afterward. finding herself in the li- [ brary compartment with blanks and pmT Gndsink con unvgnient and qpthtpg !, better to do, she impulsively made the threat good in ten-word message to Kent.
 "If he should happen to drop in un- it will give Ellie the shock of her life," she unused; and the tele- gram was smuggled into the hands of the porter to be sent as occasion of- fered.
 Those who knew MT. Brookes Ormsby best were wont to say that the world of action, world lusting avidly for men, had lost the chance of acquiring a promising leader when he was born heir to the Ormsby mill lions. Be that as it may. he made the most of such opportunities for the exercising of his gift as came to one Tor whom the long purse leveled most had been making the most of the present leaguer of woman's heart-a citadel whose equalization was net to be composed by mere he would have said.
 Up to the final day of the long westward flight all things had gone we'll with him. True. Elinor had not hawed visibly. but she had been tol- srant; Penelope had amused herself 1t no ones expense save her own , boon for which Ormsby did not fail 0 be duly thankful; and Mrs. Brent wood had contributed her mite by keeping hands oR.
 But at the dining-car luncheon on the asst days run, Penelope. languishing # table for two with an unrespons- we ormsby for vis-a-vis. made sly mention of the possible recrudescence If one David Kent at a place called Iaston: this merely to note the effect lpon an unresponsive tsble-mate.
 Tn Penelope's observings there was 10 effect perceptible. ormsby said iAh7" and asked if she would have nore of the salad. But later. in a half-hour with his pipe n the smoking compartment. he let he scrap of. information sink in and ake root. Hitherto Kent had been little more ham a name to him: name he had ever heard on Elinoris lips. But if ,ye be blind in the teens and twen- les. it is more than apt to have cen gift of insight in the thirties nd hevond Hence hr fha firne 0rrns-