The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1906-03-28

To think Of Aunt Clara'S headache
at the last moment"
blessed headache"
And Of her actually consenting 10
my coming alone.
Its dreadful he murmured, but
find IL IN my heart To forgive her"
Then, being very young and exceed
ipsly foolish they laughed again.
The street lamps flnred in ghostly
succession and her furS were white
with snow IS they pushed through the
soft, smotherinS storm
Tell me'=-in spite OF himself his
Voice MIS- unsteady YOU really did
care about coming
"Oh. YES Lightly; Il have always
wanted Ia see the Cafe Bellnrd
"'fhere was no other reasonf'
IL leoi,ed 1T him in apparent sur.
prise. though her eyes danced with
mischief other reason she echoed.
Suddenly her mood changed. With u
quick little gesture she laid her hand
on his arm
Don't Gordon, she said beseech.
gether Don't ncryously SAY things
to spoil our evening, Gordon"
AS You wish" His tone was eourte
Gus. but full OF GOODNESS. So his great
love Tor her WIS but thing thai
would spoil her evening.
They had reached the corner NOW
and in silence they crossed the street
to the great cafe, whose lights tiared
out inyltingly through the whlrllnp
SHOW
Inside the strains OF II hungarian
band hoated dreamlly through the
crowded rooms, lights blazed, there
was the hum OF many voices, and the
scent of tobacco smoke chung To the
air In corner they found n table
that commanded view of the laugh
Ing, chaltering cosmopolitan crowd.
II am 50 glad YOU thought Of bring
Ing me here. said Molly shyly, abash
ed by his studied silence. 1t is like
the places on the continent There Is
one in Paris. in the Rue de Eiyoli. that
| wish YOU could see.
Il will look 1t up next month
She gave perceptible start which
was balm to his wounded feelings.
Next month"; she repeated. with a
mournful attempt ut unconcern. Il
didn't know you were going abroad"
"The firm has offered me the man
agement of branch house IL Is open
ing in Paris"
"Of course you will go. 1t is nat.
ural. You will DE very happy there
The last strains OF dreamy waltz
died softly away. The applause leaped
from table TO fable, then subsidized as
the opening bars of gay little French
love song foated through the rooms.
"Is that what you think" he said
earnestly. dropping his voice and lean.
ing across the table. "Then for once
you are wrong. shall never be happy
anywhere without you"-determinedly
las my wife"
The catchy little French SONG swung
gayly on: Il musician began to sing the
words to the accompaniment OF the
yiolins; first one voice, then another
caught up the refrain. with all my
heart, with all my heart" echoed
through the crowded rooms.
THAT is It," he said simply. with
all my heart that is how love you
with all my heart 4"
Don't say anything more" said the
girl almost passlonately. Don't The
more you say now the worse 1t will be
for me by and by when / have to
think. And-and-it is all quite i'm
possible
But why, DEAR He had grown "A
little pale in his turn and regarded her
ruefully.
"Why Is II lmpossiblef' His mind
rushed backward with a lightning
stroke to the rumors that had come
from Bar Ifhrbor in the summer time.
In one quick flash he understood.
'It is Morton" he said bitterly.
81 have promised TO marry him." she
returned In Il low tone-so low that be
had to bend to lear it, do not be
angry With me. l thought did not
know
a light broke over his dsmay. you
mean-you could care-you do care--a
little:" he questioned eagerly.
She picked up spoon and twisted II
nervouslg in her hugers. That does
not matter" she said gravely, because
Il have given my word"
"But !ou WI break that wretched
PROMISE
lie looked steadily AT her, and she
returned the gaze as steadily. No"
she said. very sweetly and grayely; II
rannot break my word. lie depends
IN me utterly. lie has no thought ex-
cept for my happiness. He is 50 good.
He has never cared for any other wo-
man II | should desert him it would
break his heart"
Gordon leaned forward, his elbows
On the table, his face between his
hands, and regarded her with hurt,