The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1907-05-08
GheFLIRTATI
OF ANNE
BY RITA KELLEY.


house party almost 81 a rupture in
the HalliNeu familX, 80 intense was
the scramble 10 get frocks that match
ed the shoes. girdles 10 match the
froeks, With sufficient everything into
the travelling bags and Anne of 10 the
station for the 90 train At the last
minute she snatched from her writing
desk few pages torn from Il maga
zine and stuffed them into her hand bag
as she hurried down TO the cab. Janet
had sent her the story II fortnight ago.
and the success or failure of the week
end for her depended upon whether or
not she waded through ii before she
opinions about some things, among
them her love for conventional Anne
and an overweening desire 10 provide
literature much diversified by com
mentaries for her best beloved.
Anne made the train. As she hur-
rled down the platform. and climbed
into the ear Il feeling of wild good hui
NOR possessed her. The old eramping
occurrences that savorea of self con.
seriousness in her personality had been
lost in the excitement of the last hour.
She found herself within the car with
the cxhilarating desire To do something
RASH
She didn't know what exactly. Then
1t flashed over her No more old ladies',
or women with children. or nice elder
~ men she shuddered nj thought of
the iinumerable times she had asked
TO share their seats no This time she
WAS free from tradition She would
pick winner. With brave deter
mInation she grlppea her bags and set
out down the aisle i'll quest of him.
He was ut the extreme end of the
car, Big and brown, and he looked the
part The little query WIS said the
alacrious moving of bags ended and
Anne sank into the man's place by the
window. facing him. with n tiny feel
Ing of eXultation
He VAS Il winner sure enough. hand
some and with the most charming
manner Imaginable. Anne dubbed him
Harvard mnn when he lifted his hat.
They We're all So delightfully."- gallant.
She was moi in the least embarrassed
by his Intermittent gaze, which was
timed, as only winner knows how, to
meet her vagrant glances. She knew
her hat was UNNECESSARILY becoming,
with the pink rose and soft plume
against her brownish hair: also that
her blue fox set was the latest cry In
fnrs and her gloves and boots correct
1t occurred 10 her presently, however,
TINT she ought to convince the man
OF her complete Observation-Disclosures In
choosing him for travelling compan-
ion.
Accordingly she draw the portion of
magazine from her hand bag and set
tied herself comfortably. There were
six pages of IT, and she knew that. pro
yided she read leisureiy. It would last
until she reached brentwood Janet
had third virtue She considered,
specializing Suhconsciously. with eyes
fixed on the flowing landscape, over
long look which she had Just inter
rupted, were his eyes brown or gray
or green? oh, Janets virtue, Well. It
was providing literature for travelling
young ladies' who We're in danger Of
revertlng without warning to embar-
RAISING original self consciousness.
Janet had scrubbed In her bold chi
Biography wherever an lnterlineation
was possible fond. foolish things
which Anne soon forgot to read In her
absorption in the story. She loved
horse, and this was n hero handled
with the sympathetic touch of lover
Of horses. Fears sprang to her eyes,
to be succeeded by II smile, Il low
laugh or strained lntentness and pain.
She finished the story as the train
whlstled for Brentwood, With an over
whelming desire to lean over and tell
the man facing her TINT II was the
greatest story ever written; that she
wanted TO tell him about 1t; that she
knew he would understand
Carried outside herself, she leaned
forward lnipusively, her lips parted,
eyes glowing, about to speak Presto,
Her mind sprang like trap. and she
bent over her bags instead. embar-
rassedly preparing to flee. She gave
him the fleetcst Of Chances as she rose,
and he looked steadily ut her while a
suspicion Of smile. appreciative and
friendly, ealde into his eyes. She had
the story with her; but. suddenly fol-
lowing an impulse, she dropped II az
thing of no value upon the seat
janet Falf was In state Of woe.
The lion of the house party had not
materiallzed. Frantic telephoning and
wires disclosed the fact that he had
left town for Silox, next station be-
yond Brentwood, on the 4 30 train and
had been seen no more The Fair
country place stood midway between
the two stations used lmpartlally by
the Fair guests, and Il coupe had met
both stations, one bringing Anne Hal
liwell from brentwood, the last woman
guest.
"He Is yours. dear" said Janet, draw
Ing Anne out into the chill moonlight
on the little balcony. Put this shawl
over your shoulders your gown Is so
sheer and lovely-and promise me, II
he becomes manifest alive or dead,
that you will smile upon him"
"Why don't you take him yourselfY
laughed Anne
Cant Never sees me. Told me
confldentially that he adored the svelte,
dreamy girl made Of repose and inner
reserves, and handed him over to
you You'll have to take him bodily,
for Gladys whtconb has sharpened
up her teeth and nails ready TO spring
and drag him Off
But, Janet" protested Anne. Il nev-
er went In for man IN my life.
couldn't do 1t. It's so dead common.
I'd hate myself"
I'm a deep eyed Villain growled
Janet, striking an attitude. You
blessed lamb, don't | know your pro
cliyities? Rack your naive brain for a
simple and good reason why sert you
a belated invitation, why | expected
Aubrey Churchill on the 4 80 train.