The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1907-02-09

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cigar to working satisfactorily, and
stretched himself comfortably on
she grass.
She leaned back against the tree
trunk and watched q squirrel busy
on a neighboring branch.
Harrington noticed that she
seemed to have entirely forgotten
his presence, unless there was merely
a comfortable consciousness Of the
fact that be was there if she needed
him-the knowledge thai she had
nothing to Year from a chance tramp
OF the evgrfeared snake possibility.
1t was rather an unusual thing
for a woman to be forgetful of Har-
ringtOn-lhe could not decide wheth-
Ter the situation interested him OF
lpiqued his masculine vanity.
"When you have satisfactorily ex-
aminsa the trees, the Squirrel, the
water falling over those stones, ana
have formed your 9pim0a concern
ing The entrancing horizon he said
in a'slightly injured tow, wouldn't
you like to talk to me some ~
She took off her hat and laid it
on the grass beside her with a sigh
of satisfaction.
"None of those things are more
interesting to me, Diogones, than
the study Of yOR, 1iassure you" her
lips curled with a teasing smile, and
There was a touehsof finn in her ewes.
Sometimes / almost conclude
that | positively 'Hislike you" he
said, amiably, taking long puffs at
This cigar, II never cared much for
women-but IN tfsB case there is a
stronger element, T believe it almost
approaches being dislike.
She wrigged her blonde head into
la more comfortable pose against the
ftree trunk ana bezmed upon him as
Iif he had sand something truly graft
Flying.
"It's an achievement Diogones to
! have inspired yuuwith a strong feel
ing of amy description-I'm proud
of myself"
"You have such a COMPOUNDED way
of bouncing upon a fellows
thoughts and holding them up to
ridicule-yOn can analyze a man
as easily as a chemist can analy7e a
patent medicine. Didn't you know,
Miss Burton, That women ought to
! make Observation-Disclosures
it's uncanny for them to go in for
psychology, analysis-er ~ vivisec-
ton"
Attractive? 20 Diogones-you
are awfully hacking in manners
| was taking solid comfort and con-
tent in the belief that the powers
that be had made me-attractive-
and was amusing myself with your
so-called vivisection-merely as a
side issue. l see, my dear philoso-
IPher, that you gre~not fitted for the
; gentle ways of polite society-if it
didn't sound slagy, To say; Back
to your tub Ut was a tub that
Diogones enjoyed so thoroughly,
wasn't it?''
He was, by degrees, working HIM
: self into an exceedingly bad temper.
"Miss Burton, did you know that
blonde women haa always enjoyed
} the reputation of lheing fools-more
/ or nIess?" he asked, sGathingly.
t "All Of which leads to-" she In
} corrupted with elaborate innocence.
"Ilhe fact that IT'S time you de
eded whether yOn anegoing to mar
ny that idiot DArrdn cor HE, we've
both been dangling sseund you the
whole summer"
NEOur cclimaxes ane strong" she
smiled, ahmiringly, Athat idiot Oar
Tell or-y0u-Don't you recognize
a certain similarity to Pope in the
way you construct your sentences ?"
@It's impossible to make a climax
after Darrell" he snorted, 4it would
be an impOssibility to find a bigger
idiot to name after him"
Everything, my dear man, de-
ponds upOn-the point Of view" she
pinned on her hat, and turned to-
wards the path leading to the hotel.
That afternoon Harrington lay,
half asleep, his magazine over his
face, in the shade Of the bushes that
grew back of the summerhouse.