Perth Amboy evening news., 1906-12-13
6bsCompIete
Lovernaker
By NANCY HAzLIrr


this long time" GriersOn said, look
ing up at my lady, with a lazy smile.
Ny lady had a way with herr,
could be sharp and short when she
chose. 1t could likewise be very meek
Nowshe SET her finger tips together, ask.
ing plaintivly; "Mr. Grierson, is there
nothing else You would as 1901 say
You are the ninth man to tell me that
since | came to the picnic. l ought to
feel my sins very deeply, but somehow
| can't"
who says you have sins? meant
only your perfections,' Grierson began,
but she stopped him with a gesture of
appeal.
That's the very worst of ALL" she
mnrmured. 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 l could
I'd write a book about them, telling
men what not to say"
Il see! The Complete Lovemaker.'"
Grierson answered, his eyes twinkling.
IF you wrote from the riches of your
experience l dare say the treatise would
be most authoritative"
There wouldn't be any treatise IL I
did that. You all say so much the
same sort of fo~olishness,' my lady
came back at him. with just the least
toss of her head.
My lady of course had a name, n pref
ty one-Ellnor Clare. 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 still constant, Notwithstanding he
was thrice eligible, and the kindest.
most unsuspicious soul alive.
il Grierson had heard Of him likewise.
: Indeed, Philip Darcy, the constant one,
was, after a sort, his kinsman.
O. "Phirs the man you have got to
h beat" Grandfather Grierson had ssaid
N In explaining the situation.
Grandfather liked my lady, but not
Il. nearly so well as he did her posses
lslons. Therefore he had sent impera-
Ia lively for Arthur, his grandson, and
hidden him as imperatively court the
girl and marry her.
# Grandfather's was moneyed avarice,
80 therefore the more eager. He had
tn piled up a fortune and held on to 1t
like grim death. Because his only
son liked to spend money even better
w than to make it the old man excused
a his clutching-at least to himself.
I'd Since that young gadabout Arthur
had no knack of making money. being
Il. worse in that respect than his father,
70 1t was but right he should marry 1t.
III Grandfather Grierson said this over
q. md over, in so many keys and lenses,
Arthur had been tempted to run away
ID before anything was begun. He would
have run away. indeed, but for catch
K Ing a glimpse of my lady. The glimpse
refreshed his endurance and modified
sensibly his estimate Of grand paternal
wisdom.
Suppose we write the book togeth-
err" Grierson suggested valiantly. 81
can make myself understood on the
itypewriter-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. I promise
you shall find me willing and obliging,
with no objection to long hours"
81 have a great objection to them. l
couldn't stick at anything laf a day
unless it was to save my life my
lady confided, adding gayiy: Il 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 a possible husband, yet
see how you have reduced my soaring
ambition!"
My lady met this with a look Of wide
eyed innocence and said appealingly
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"
} "Tor instance, Philip Darcyp Grier-
y son said, with a keen glance.
My lady laughed joyously. mo, not
Philip" She said. Il know him-all
about him-more and better than any
body can tell me. He would be a saint
on earth IL he were not so much Of Q
man"
"H-m! The most part Of saints
were men," Grierson supplemented
Then, most ~irrelevantly: "You have re
g lieved my mind wonderfully. No CIR
of today can possibly love a saint. i
he Is the weirdly wicked fellows who bow
le over our sweethearts-even now ant
It. then our wives
Dear me! And you are not weirdl,
re ~wicked-just an ordinary sinner m,
Id lady interrupted, her eyes twinklint
Re merrily.
Y Grierson laughed. "Cry quarter!" b.