The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1907-11-01
A STORY OF MANHATTAN.

Then perhaps you wouldn't mind
taking Cecily? 1t would be a tremend-
nous favor"
Not at ALL" L assured him,
"but--'
1T isn't quite convenable" he fin
ished. as I hesitatcd. Surely, VIC don't
need to stand on and Ce-
city doesn't care a hang for
ton. It's a great favor to both OF
Us. She'll cry her eyes out If she has
10 stay at home, and I simply can't
take her"
take her" and thanking me again he
hurried away.
She was dressed and waiting for me
when l knocked at her door, and she
taught me by both hands as l en-
tered.
"Thi is good of you" she cried.
"Doudoux has been so busy for many
days that we have gone nowhere: but
he promised me tonight. oh, I should
not have stayed at home. should
have gone alone. l care not for the
eyes of the men,"
"oh, l liant let you go %alone." I
protested, and watched her. fascin-
ated, as she put on a little borne
end gave her hair two or three final
pats before the mirror.
so.ts NGS III inc highest SplTltS, Si.iS5-
ing to herself-realls. 1 told myself.
only a child-and at last she swung
around l. dropped me a courtesy.
How is that, chez" she cried,
smiling up at me. docs that please
your"
"Charmins!" I cried, gasping a lit
rs, with a feeling of giddiness. as
looked down INTO her eyes.
Then in a moment" and turning,
she struck a match and touched ii
TO a wick floating on olive oil in Il
tiny glass before an image of the
ellie against the wall. She made a gem
Infection and turned back to me. NOW
l am ready" she said, and tuoked her
hand c%ontidingly under my arm.
What is the light for, Cecily?" I
asked, as we left the room.
Oh" she explained, "faut lime
lampe on pou fai la Nie.ge passe dams
caie-ou. Now the Virgin will watch
over me while l am away. Blu you
are a Protestant. o do not care Tor
the virgin"
She looked up at me -reproachfully,
with q little sigh because l must be
damned.
But Tremaine-is he not a Profess
tant?" I asked.
oh, no. she answered, shaking her
head. certainly ot-nc at all. He
even at one time thought Of becom-
Ing a priest
"A priest!" l repeated, astonished.
Here was news. indeed, and l was so
absorbed in it that I did not resent
Higgins stare OF astonishnent as we
went down together in the elevator.
%Trernaine a priest! Yet. Why not? No
doubt he would ave made a most sue
cessful one--an ideal Jesuit, for ex-
ample, rising to o high place.
Then why did he not become One?"
I questioned. when we were seated in
our cab and bowling along toward
Broadway. a sudden fever of eager
ness to probe into Tremaine's past
look possession of me.
Il do not know" she answered.; then
she looked at me with a sudden quiz
zscal narrowing of the eyes. Perhaps
he found the vow a repugnance."
We swung around into Broadway.
ablaze with light, and Cecily forgot
me in the excitement OF watching the
changing crowd. the brilliant shop
fronts.
;, Here we are" I said. as the cab
drew up at the curb. and sprang out
. and helped her down.
AS we entered The foyer I heard
, that nurnur of surprise and admira-
; ton which l knew my companion
, , must inevitably call forth. AS for her
a a she was Interested in everything: the
: lights, the color. the movement OF the
crowd. the hustle of the great theatei
! combined to form an excitant which
n Y - AAS NSSH 1AOON oNA ~
q q cheeks. She looked around with hall
. open lips. smiling pleased as a child
seemingly. quite unconscious of thu
: many curious eyes conferred upon her
$ "oh, 1t is glorious" she cried. :.
have to thank you again. che"
You have nothing Il his In ST
i Pierre?" I questioned. laughing at hel
= mo" n she shook her head: lex.
{ cept. perhaps. the carnival"
Tn enjoying it., too" said; ane
contagious. She seemed charged will
electricity. overlooking. communicating
a it by a look, a word. a smile.
We went up to the promenade afte
h tho first act. and ate an ice together
y soon became again the center of at
= traction. Men stroiled past merely t
look at her. and from more han on
q woman I caught a flash of the eye tina
h said unutterable things. The advent o
not a nsD p,,, in9 sneBsIiensea siren To f tSe1
all. Cecily glanced from time to tim
with admirable n%onchalance; n woul'
have sworn she had been reared In New
d York. She chatted gatly.. eating he
ice. slipping her wine. looking at m
with eyes that glowed like stars. The
suddenly. as she looked up. her fac
v changed. I glanced up. too. n caugh
Jim Godfrey's astonished eyes fixed O.
r. mine. He bowed and passed on.
who Is that gentleman demande
It Cecily eagerly, leaning across the tabl
toward me You know him?"
st "Oh, quite WELL" I answered. NOR
e.. and more surprised. His name Is God
y frey
is "God-frey." she repeated slowly. al
vi ter me. as though fixing it indelibly 1
d her memory. And what is his bus
IL ness?"
y He's a reporter by trade: he gathe,
s. news for a paper" I added. seeing the
ne she did not wholly understand.
e. oh" she said. and breathed a dee
as sigh of relief. Il see." Then. as ST
hit met my glance, she added, IT fancie
i that I had met him somewhere: l we
mistaken. In New York l have met i