The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1906-06-13
WEDNESDAY, JUNE - lon.

energy may help the average u,.,
laugh. "It's Labor day, you know
Labor day?" queried the girl "y,,
is thatY' "udt
Zone Of our American HOLIDAYS"
explained. That's why l am boro le
day. 'e To-
"Oh." said Aline with sudden oo
prehension. So Labor day was onn1 u
emily the equivalent of those fatal put.
the Olden times when for once all o.
es mingled in friendly simplicity UT TVS
a splendid idea! But no wonder Ia lat
had not understood at first. e
1t was growing dusk. AcroSs :,
lawn the gardeners children varo 'S
ting off rockets left over from tho Io
Fourth of July. The guests We're r,1S
ing about the grounds. Some had
to the rocks, others watched tbo .,'
tering trail Of the fireworks Nh
de Saint Cyr had crossed 70 Nh
her aunt stood chatting with tho ~,
ess In the twilight of the pines SnS
denly came a s-s-swish, a flash os
Of the rockets, too powerful for tba J n.
tie hand which held it, exploded NM"
pectedly in the direction of the ~
There was warning shout. n crv ~,
Mile. de Saint Cyr felt herself camel.
and pulled forcibly away, while essa.
fingers crushed out spark in the f,os
lie laces Of her gown. 1t was all Is
in second. before any one else ~,
time to realize that anything had baa
pened. and Mile. de Saint Cyr s,oa,
trembling. half with fright at what sba
had escaped, half with anger at tho :.
dignity to which she had been suhiao.
ed. For she-she, Aline de Saint ~,
had been, for no matter how brio,
space, in a mans arms.
Are you hurtY' he asked onv,or.-
and Aline knew it to be the dark vour,
waiter.
But she could hardly speak Oh.
was startled; she was angry, vet SOM
how not so angry as she felt she sbonld
be. She was shaking all over, but sbo
tried to control herself, to utter a word
Of thanks. Her purse was at homo.
she had nothing to offer the man 70,
having saved her life. She felt mo,.
titled. Perhaps If he could come 10 hsr
aunt's-
monsieur" she essayed timidly-sb4
could not bring herself to call him ear-
con-"I-I regret l have nothing TO 70.
ward you with except my gratitude
but later at my aunt's house.
May l come and see you theny he
broke in eagerly. II didn't know
whether you would want me to. But
l am often here at my sisters
"Why-why. my aunt stammered
Aline. She was conscious of horrt-
BILE sense Of embarrassment. Surely
her aunt would not approve Oh, what
could she say? This was dreadful.
Bob" called q voice from the shad
ows. The young man started.
Bother" he growled Haven't
done enough for Lucie today? sup
pose she wants me to wash up"
"Lucie," repeated Alne.
"My sister, Mrs. Redvers," impatient
ly. "She said it would be so much
nicer and less formal if we boys did
the cooking and serving. So she let
all her people off for the day. But
draw the line at washing dishes"
For one terrible moment everything
wavered before Aline, her brain whirl-
ed. Then she faced him breathlessly.
"What-what did you say your pro-
fesSiOn waS?" she demanded tensely.
"Why. the law" surprised.
But" still breathless. you spoke Of
waiting"-
For cases, Of course" more and
more surprised. "Oh, by Jove," as a
sudden thought flashed into his own
mind. II say, you didn't think'- But
Aline, her eyes very bright, set her
chin hard.
NO" she said determinedly.
didn't think. Wouldn't yOu-woudnt
you like to come and meet auntie"