The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1907-05-30
CHAPTER xIl.-continued.


but / suppose the Sisters are awful
iy strict"
They're hideous,-perfectly hide
GUS"
Where is your homer" ! demanded.
Chicago. Louisville, Indianapolis, Gin
cinnati, perhaps?"
"Humph. you are dull. You ought
to know from my accent that I'm not
from Chicago. And | hope ! haven't
a Kentucky girls air of waiting TO be
fattered to death. And no Indianapo-
lis girl would talk to a strange man at
the edge OF a deep wood in the gray
twilight of a winter day.-thats from
d hook: and the Cincinnati girl is with
out my elan, esprit.-whatever you
please to call Il. She has more leu
tonic repose,-more Gretchen of the
Rhine valley about her. Don't you
adore French, Squire Glenarm?7 she
concluded, breathlessly. and with no
pause in her quick step.
Il adore yours. Miss Armstrong;" /
asserted. yielding myself further to the
Joy of idiocy, and delighting in the
mockery and whimsical moods of her
talk. l lid not make her out; indeed
preferred not to! l was not then
aud am not now, thank 0Od,-of an
analytical turn of mind. And as
grow older prefer, even after many a
blow, to take my fellow human beings
as | find them. And as for women. old
or young. / envy no man his gift of re-
solving them into elements. AS well
carry a spray of arbutus to the labor
atory or subject the enchantment Of
moonlight upon running water to the
dame and blOw-pipe as try to anaiyze
the heart of a girl,-particularly a girl
who paddles canoe with a sure stroke
and puts up a good race with a rabbit
A lamp shone ahead of US at the en-
trance OF one Of the houses, and lights
appeared in all the buildings.
IF knew your window l should GER
tainly sing under it,-except that
you're going home! You didn't tell me
why they we're deporting you"
I'm really ashamed TO. You would
never"
oh. yes, l would; I'm really an old
friendi" | insisted. feeling more like
an idiot every minute
Wei, don't tell. But they caught
me fiirting-with the grocery boy.
Now aren't you disgusted,"
Thoroughly! can't believe IT,
Why. you'd lot better flirt with me.
! suggested boldly.
Well I'm to be sent away for good
at Christmas. I may come back then
If can square myself My. That's
siang.-isnt it adorable?"
THE Sisters don't like slang. / sup
pose?"
They loathe #, Miss Devereux.-
you know who she is,-she spies on Us
aud tells"
You don't say so: but I'm not sur
prised at her! I've heard about her."
| declared bitterly.
We had reached the door. and ex-
pected her to fly; but she fingered.
oh. II you know herr Perhaps
you're a SPY. too. It's just as well we
should never meet again. Mr. Glen
arm" she declared haughtily.
The memory of these few meetings
will always linger with me. Miss Arm
strong" ] returned in an imitation of
her own tone.
Il shall scorn to remember you,"--
and she folded her arms under the
cloak tragically
Our meetings have been all to few.
Miss Armstrong. Two, exactly. be
Level"
Then you prefer to ignore the FIRST
time I ever saw you" she said. her
? hand on the door.
Out there in your csnoe2 Never
Aud vou've forgiven me for overhear-
ing you and the chaplain on the wall
pleased"
she grasped the knob of the door
and paused an instant as though pom
dcring.
u make Il three times. without that
one and not counting once in the road
and other times when you didn't know.
Squire Glenarml I'm a foolish little
girl TO have remembered the first /
see now how blind have been.
GoOd-by!"
She opened and eiSsea ;hc deer ecf,-
by, and ! heard her running up the
steps within.
ran back to the chapel, roundly
abusing myself for having neglected
nay more serious affairs for a BIZ OF
silly talk with a school girl. fearful
lest the openings I had left at both
ends Of the passage should have been
discovered. Near the chapel ] mar
rowly escaped running into stoddard.
hut slipped past him, found my
lantern, pulled the hidden door into
place, and. traversing the tunnel with
out incident. soon climbed through the
hatchway and slammed the false block
securely into the opening.