The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1906-08-30
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could be sharp and short when she
chose. 1t could likewise be very meek.
Now she set her hnger tips together,
asking plaintively: Mr.. Grierson, Is
! there nothing else you would as soon
say? You are the ninth man to tell
me that since came to the picnic. I
| ought to feel my sins very deeply, but
| somehow / can't"
who says you have sins? 1 meant
4 only your perfections," Grierson began.
but she stopped him with a gesture OF
| appeal.
| murmured. you'll be telling me next
| that you came on purpose to see and
/ be conquered. 1 do wish pretty speech
1 es didn't run in ruts so much II L
1 could I'd write a book about them
telling men what not to say"
I see! The Complete Love
Maker Grierson answered, his eyes
twinkiing. If you wrote from the
riches of your experience, I dare say
the treatise would be most authorita-
There wouldn't be any treatise If
I did that. You all say so much the
same sort of foolishness,' my lady
came back at him, with just the least
1 toss of the head.
Ny lady, of course, had a name-a
pretty one, Elinor Clare. Only
strangers and the older people ever
called her Elinori somehow at school
| she had been rechristened my lady.
/
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 beaux, in
deed, before she was out of her snort
frocks. One of them, who, as 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.
Grierson had heard of him, likewise
indeed. Philip Darcy, the constant
one, was after sort, his kinsman.
"Phirs the man you have got TO
beat Grandfather Grierson had said
in explaining the situation.
Grandfather liked my lady, but not
nearly so well as he did her posses
sions. Therefore he had sent impera-
lively for Arthur, his grandson, and
hidden him, as imperatively, court the
girl and marry her.
Grandfather's was moneyed avarice.
therefore the more eager. He had
piled up a fortune and held on to *
like grim death. Because his only
soE liked to spend money even better
than to make it. the old man excused
his clCtching=at least, to himself.
Since that young gadabout Arthur
had no knack of making money, being
worse in that respect than his father,
ii was but right he should marry it.
GTanQIdTn6T (ITierSOn Sa1Q lD1S over
and over, in so many keys and lenses,
Arthur had been tempted to run away
before anything was begun He would
have run away, indeed, but for catching
a glimpse of my lady. The glimpse re-
freshed his endurance. and modified
seusiSly his estimate of grand-paternal
wisdom.
Suppose we write the book to-
gether," Grierson suggested valiantly.
4 can make myself understood on the
ypewriter-can' say any more than
that. But you-you have reams of
wisdom, I'm sure. all ready to your
hand. Do take me as secretary;
promise you shall find me willing and
obiging, with no objection to long
hours"
Il have a great objection to them
II couldn't stick at anything half
day, unless it was to save my Hfes'
my lady conhded, adding gaily. 4
don't believe you could either. Con-
fess don't you love to go and do the
things you didn't intend:"
Sometimes - only sOmetimesi''
Grierson said, smiling down at her.
This is one of them meant to ask
consideration as a possible husband,
yet see how you have reduced my soar
ing ambition!"
wide-eyed innocence, and said appeal
ingIy: Cant you understand I'm not
the sort of girl you have to talk love
to- There are so many other things
DGtleE worth LdlkluS dDOQL
For instance, Philip Darcy?" Grier-
son said. with a keen glance.
My lady laughed joyously. No
not Philip" she said. Il know him
all about him-more and better than
anybody can tell me. He would be a
saint on earth if he were not so much
a man"
Hint The most part of saints
were men," Grierson Supplements /;
then, most irrelevantly: You have
ro1iax-nd NV mind dnrf1fl fV-a0 GIRL
Of today can possibly love saint. II
is the weirdly wicked fellows who
bowl over our sweethearts-even now
and then our wives
Dear me! And you are not weirdly
wicked@just an ordinary sinner" my
lady interrupted, her eyes twinkling
merrily.
said. You won't get me to admit IN
no match for you-that would be 4
bad precedent-but will say l know
when I've had enough. Now. to get
back to the beginning, what about
sure I gave myself character. having
nobody else to give it.
"A-man-u-ensisi That's a city word.
I'm afraid of it." my lady said, dimp-
Grierson shook his head at her.
saying severely: AT this rate the
Complete ve-Maker viii never get
itself written. Think how the world
needs it. We ought to begin work on
it tomorrow"
Grierson forgot the carrying quality
of his voice. even when as now he
spoke rather low He further over
looked slim creature in half mourn
ing seated just beyond my lady.
Now the figure turned half about,
saying with pretty malice: You could
not have q better collaboration, Miss
Clare. Arthur can give an example or
q nice definition of every style of love
making vet invented" Then throwing
up a crape-bordered veil: you didn't
expect to see me. Arthur know that
very well. Indeed, I myself am sur
prised at being here-but Phil Darcy
wrote me had better come down and
look after some-investme nts."
There was a pause before the last
word so significant it made my lady