Bisbee daily review., 1906-02-18

Her age would have been difficult to Ax. It might have been twenty-two, looking older. or even thirty. looking younger. for she had a girlish air, although her eyes were the eyes of . woman who sees By no standard of beauty. yet face and figure that made a pleasing impression of per sonality.
 For nearly half an hour she had been staring absentiy into the Strand At hrsf 1t had seemed the most melancholy of thor oughfares, but the rain had suddenly ceased and now the reflection from brightly lit shop windows was turning the sodden payements into glowing pathways for the crowds cl daintIlr dressed and prosperous-iooking matinee-goers who were pouring from theatre doorways and changing the gloom to gsyety. The echo of their laughter. the soft swish of silk faint whifs of per fume mingled with the aroma from some connoisseur's cigar, were all waited up 10 the girl, whose expression had changed with the aspect of the street.
 She leaned forward. eagerly drinking II all in, and the flush deepened on her cheek.
 "oh," she whispered, with quick breath, I tits wonderful, wonderful .'' waitress banged her tray on the table and nodded familiarity.
 "You do like this table. miss and, will say, we see some life from 1t"
 The girl sat back--her gray eyes sparkled.
 Life {" she echoed. "why. it's like hear ing some one's heart beat. Yes, 1t is life .' The woman with the tray smiled unconi- prehendingly and moved od.
 Little Irisher does talk queer" she said fha hpf she's what l call q real iydy. even if she does 'ammer a typewriter for twin r The girls eyes were still turned toward the street Suddenly ali the animation died out of her face and her lips shut tightly. On the opposite side gayly dressed girl. , with q pretty face unsparingly powdered i and painted. was standing under q bright {. light. She was quite young, not more than eighteen, but already her class was plainly stamped. A weak-faeed man turned to look at her as he passed, and she stepped toward him, smiling.
 The woman looking down clinched her small brown hands. Tn the street the girl was laughing. Her full white throat gleamed as she tossed her head. The man vas walking hurriedly away from her The girl in the window sank back weari- ly, with swimming eyes.
 Was 1t because of me?" she said to her. self; "and can 1t be that there Is a God. after all-does He know my doubts-hss He seen my courage giving way, and so points the pathf''
 Just then a man entered the room and scanned the tables eagerly.
 An. there you are!" he cried, catching sight of her. I've just been up to your office. found you gone. and thought I'd risk the chance of finding you here"
 She smiled up at him whimslcally.
 Do you want me so badly, then"
 You know,'' he said, gravely. sitting down beside her, that I want you more than anything else on earth"-
 She put out her hand in protest; her lips quivered.
 You promised you wouldn't speak of that again" then. quickly frightening. but here comes the Abigail. and, as I've let my tea get quite cold. I'll have some more with you"
 As soon as they were alone again she began to talk feverishly of the weather. He looked in front of him, drumming his fingers on the table. She glanced at his profile. and trembled to see how strong 1t was; her voice faltered slightly. He turned impatiently.
 Its no use. Maidie your trying to slave 1t off. I've simply got to speak It's what came here for tonight. This after noon had cable from Caicutta-the ap- pointment is mine, and I am to sail next week. I want you to come with mes
 The girls face was deathly white. Some people at a neighboring table were watch ing them curiously. The man fixed his eyes upon them and went on talking Ia a level undertone.
 ''You told me before that you did not love me, and when I said that l should never want a wife who did not love me well. believed 1t. Now. I take that back wsnt you to marry me, with only the assurance that you love no other man. At enc time I thought I could make you love me
 His voice sounded husky and he hesi-