The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1907-06-28
CHAPTER MI.
4 JAMIE. waiting Just inside the
N door as Ariel and Eugene en-
tered. gave the visitor a pale
a a greeting and n roou,ort Iotar
CHATTER XII.


tered. gave the visitor a pale
a greeting and a moment later,
hearing the wheels Of the brougham
crunch the gravel of the carriage drive.
hurried away down the broad hall and
disappeared. Ariel dropped her par
asol upon marble topped table near
the door and. removing her gloves,
drifted into room at the left. where
grand piano found shelter beneath
crimson plush. After a moment of
contemplation she pushed back the GOV,
erlet and, seating herself upon the
plush covered piano stool Ito MATCH,
let her fingers run up and down the
keyboard once and fall listlessly in her
lap as she gazed with deep interest at
three life sized celored photographs in
carved gilt frames upon the wall she
was facing-Judge Pike. Mamie and
Mrs. Pike, with her rubies.
please don't stop playing. Miss Ia
bor," said voice behind her. She had
not observed that Eugene had followed
her into the room.
Very well. il you like" she answer
ed, looking up to smile absently at
him. and she began to play a rakish lit
tie air which, composed by some rattle
brain at a cafe table, had lately skip
ped out of the Moulin Rouge to disport
itself over Paris. She played it slow
ly in the minor, with elfish pathos
while he leaned upon the piano, his
eyes fixed upon her fingers which bore
few rings-none, he observed with an
! unreasonable pleasure. upon the third
finger of the left hand
ITS one of those simpler Grieg
things, isn't it?' he said, signing gen
tly. Il care for Grieg"
Would you mind its being Chami-
nadeY' she-returned, dropping her eyes !
to cloak the sin.
"Ah, no; l recognize it now," replied /
Eugene. "He appeals to me even more
than Greig."
At this she glanced quickly up at |
him, but more quickly down again, and
FASTENED the time emphatically. swing
Ing the little air into the major
do you play The Pilgrims Choir
us?"
She shook her head
"Vous name pas Wagner?' inquired
Eugene, leaning toward her.
"Oh, yes," she answered, bending
her head far over, so that her face was
from him, except the chin.
which, he saw with a thrill of mex
plicable emotion, was trembling slight
ly. There were some small white flow
ers upon her hat and these shook too.
When she turned to him he was sur
prised to see that she looked astonish-
Ingly happy, almost as If she had been
with joy instead of pain.
This chair she said. sinking into
It, makes me feel at home
Naturally he could not understand.
Because" she explained, Il once
thought was going to live in 1t. 1t
has been reupholstered, but l should
know it If / met it anywhere In the L
world"
How very oddv' exclaimed Eugene,
staring.
II settled here in pioneer days." she |
vent on, tapping the arms lightly with |
Ter finger tips at was the last dance
went to In Canaan"
II fear the town was very provincial q
t that time" he returned, having com II
letely forgotten the occasion she men
oned, therefore wishing to shift the "
ubject 81 fear you may still find it u
o. There is not much here that one is l.
/ sympathy with intellectually-few g
eople really of the world" o.
Few people, ! suppose you mean" /.
ne said softly. with look that went |
eep into his eyes-"few people who |
saIly understand one"
Eugene had seated himself on the sill |
an open window close by There /
rs BEEN" he answered. with the ghost +
sigh. mo one"- |
Mamie appeared in the doorway. and /
ugene rose swiftly. II have been /
ying to persuade Miss Tabor" he ex h
aimed, with something too much of X
lighter, Ito play again, You heard K
at little thing of Chamnades"-
Mamie did not appear to hear him.
le entered breathlessly, and there b
as no color in her cheeks, Ariel" \,
le exclaimed, II don't want you to NJ
ink I'm tale bearer N
"Oh, my dear" Ariel said, with IN
sture of depreciation. IN
NO" Miss Pike went on, all in one b
cath, but | am afraid you will Y
ink it, because papa knows, and he
ants to see you"
What Is II that he knowsY'
That you were walking with Joseph
,udenw CThis was as If she had
i'd, That you poisoned your moth
y II didn't tell him. but when be
W you with him / was troubled and |
ked Eugene what I'd better do. be. =, >.
use he always knows what is best
r. Bantry's expression despite THIS \
butte, was not happy) And he nd loo
ed me to tell mamma about 1t ana ed
We II In her hands. But she always for
Is papa everything but
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