The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1907-03-29

Hons sometimes. and I've been rathel
wanting Z suggestion on an-an adven
ture that I've had" She looked down
at her flowers with charmingly atten
tive air.
But Ch.lcOte's restlessness had In
creased. Looking m. she suddenly
caught the expression. and her OWL
face changed
.'AIy dear Jack" she said softly,
-what bore am. Let's forget tedi-
GUS things and enjoy ourselves" She
leaned toward him caress.ngly with an
air OF concern and renroreh.
He no longer felt so1thed.
What likeness?" he asked sharply.
She turned to him easily. "Oh, a
likeness | have noticed before" she
said. "A likeness that always seemed
strange, bat that suddenly became in
credible at Blanehe's party"
He moved quickly. "Likenesses are
an Illusion" he said. "a mere imagi-
nation of the BRAIN His manner was
short; his annoyance seemingly out OF
all proportion to the cause. Lillian
looked at him afresh in slightly inter
ested surprise.
yet not so very long ago, yourself
she began.
''Nonsense!' he broke In. I've al
. ways denied lkenesses. Such things
don't really exist Likeness seeing Is
purely an individual matter-a precon-
ception." He spoke fast. He was
uneasy under the cool scrutiny Of her
green eyes. And with a sharp attempt
at self control and reinsurance he al
tered his voice. After ALL we're being
very stupidw he exclaimed. Were
worrying over something That doesn't
exist"
Lillian was still lazily interested. TO
her own belief she had seen Chilcote
last on the night Of her sisters recep-
ton. Then she had been too preoccu-
pied to notice either his manner or his
health, though specifically it had lin
gered in her mind that he had seemed
unusually reliant unusually well on
that night. A remembrance Of the i'm
preston came to her now as she
studied his face, upon which impercep-
tibiy and yet relentlessly his vice was
setting its mark. in the dull restless
Tie action was not without effect
Her soothing voice, her smile, her al
most affectionate gesture, each carried t
weight With swift return Of assur- |
ance he responded to her tone.
Right he said. Right! We will !
enjoy ourselvesv' He laughed quickly
and again with a conscious movement
lifted his hand to his muller.
Then We'll postpone the advice"
Lillian laughed too.
"Yes Right! Well postpone it." The |
word pleased him. and he caught at it. !,
1--WE won't bother about it now, but
postpone it."
Exactly" She settled herself more
You'll dine with me one
we can talk 1t out then. /
See so little Of you nowadays" she
added in lower voice.
my dear girl, you're unfair" Chill
cote's spirits had risen. He spoke rap
dly, almost pleasantly. ut isn't who
Keep away. It's the stupid affairs of
The world that keep me. I'd be with
you every hour of the twelve If l had
my way"
She looked up at the bare A. :. Fer
expression was delightful l.. tire OF |
satisfaction and skepu-
ism. Then you will diner" she said
It last.
Certainly" His reaction to high
pirits carried him forward. n.
Now nice? Shall we fix dayY
"a day? Yes; yes-if you like" He
lesitated for an instant, then again the
impulse of the previous moment domi-
lated his other feeling. Yes" he said
quickly; Eyes. After all, why not fix 1t
Iow?" With a sudden inclination to- .
yard amiability he opened his over !
oat, thrust his hand into an inner Q
ocket and drew out his engagement 1
ook-the same long, narrow book ft-
ed with two pencils that Loder had
canned so interestedly on his first
forming at Grosvenor square. He o
pened it. turning the pages rapidly.
What day shall it be? Thursdays ,
lll-and Friday-and Saturday. What
borev' He still talked fast. a
Lillian leaned across. What sweet
ook!" she said. But why the blue - y
rosses ~ She touched one Of the -
ages with her gloved finger. :,
Chilcote jerked the book, then laugh ..
l, with a touch of embarrassment -
Oh, the crossesl Merely to remind w
e that certain appointments must be
.pt. You know my beastly memory! a.
ut what about the day? Shall we fix I'll
e day." His voice was in control,
1t mentally her trivial question had "
sturbed and Jared him. "What day "
all we say?" he repeated. Monday
next weekT' -
Lillian glanced up, with a faint ex- -
lmation Of disappointment How
rribly far awayr' She spoke with ~ -
gaging petulance and, leaning for =. =.
ard afresh, drew the book from Chill -
te's hand What about tomorrow ~ ~
9 exclaimed, turning back a page =. -