Middletown transcript., 1907-11-23

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ed, after a slight pause, how it
' as you came to Ito know where
was. Did-did anyone send
you She looked at him with q
challenge in her eyes.
Rochester dropped down on
the sand beside her before he
answ, red.
Not anybody except myself,
he said, as matter-of-f -factly as
possible; the fact is, happened
to see you leave the wharf, an d
several hours later-learned,
first by accident, that your boat
was still out. The storm signals
we're up, and / was afraid-well
you know, he blundered on awk-
wardIy, l couldn't just sit by
and see you shipwrecked,
could / ? couldn t let anyone be
that, do you think? he added,
half in apology, half in explain
alton. Had he told the truth, he
might have said I am watch
ing every move you make; |
haunt the places you fre-
quent; you are never out of my
sight a minute longer than | can
helps But prudence forbade.
For sometime after he had spok-
en-, Kitty sat silent, staring with
wide somewhat angry eyes at
the tiny whitecaps in the dis
tance.
You are very humane, she re-
marked shortly, after a bit.
Rochester frowned, digging his
tanned fingers clumsily in the
sand. I hope I am, he returned,
without looking up. The quar-
rel had been very bitter; neither
could forget that-bitter as only
a quarrel can be between two
people who love each other fool
ishly and absolutely.
You might just as well have
stayed at home and let me alone,
snapped Kitty, reddening.
| I'm sorry I didn't-now, was
the curt response. Had I
known
| was doing quite nicely, quite.
And, Mr.. Rochester, I really
can't see the necessity of your
meddling with me on all occas-
ions. ] am perfectly capable of
taking care of myself.
One might be all that, and yet
| not capable Of looking after ones
oars.
! Kitty regarded him icily. I
don't understand you, she fiared.
Why didn't you come home
last night?
/ When did / appoint you my
i father -confessor
| meant merely to ask d civil
question.
! You gave the impression OF
!cross-examining. Besides, can't
one spend the night where one
chooses?
! Oh, certainly. Only
| Well?
| One has rather o id tastes some
times, hasn't one? He stole a
quick glance into the averted
pink profile.
! Kitty tossed her yellow curls
expressively, and said nothing.
After that, an awkward period
of constraint ensued between
them. Rochester was the first
to make a move.
It being the case, he remarked
politely, getting to his feet, that
I might just as well have stayed
away, presumably, the only
thing left to do is to go back9
Kitty started. paling despite
the rein she had put upon her.
self.
Yves, she said, lingering her
tie END with out looking up.
If there is anything I CAN
Nothing whatever I? she lerked
but, turning her back.
Rochester moved away a few
PAGES. I really think, he ven.
tured, somewhat timidly, thai
the sun over here is going to be
uneomfortably warm after
while.
Kitty laughed but with al
most too much enthusiasm for il
to be genuine. ! don't mind that
; she returned, with her head in
tile air. In fact, I'll like it
She gave her minutest attention
to the Encouragement of a re
fractory lock, as Rochester walk
ed off in the direction of the
beach.
Several minutes passed in dead
silence. When she trusted her
{ self to look up again, he was
coming toward her rapidly
There's an awful storm brewing