The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1907-07-18

10 penetrate 10 the upper chamber
sec hy the signs that the preacher
services will De required later. lila
ha" with that be ambIed down ID
Z steps
! Even Mrs Fairchlld. rocking on th'
porch. was ycxed "Ianir' she ex
claimed Indignantly. II hope that Bos
ton man won't think you're bcin,
thrown az his head
Eiiss.e,h made no reply as she de
parted TO lieht np her siadia, but be
lips were pressed together, r~d spo
dyeing eHeh cheek, aud when Gala
man entered tho room few monenti
later he was confronted by formlda
bic array Of designs and by womar
bent ON discussing business and busi
ness only.
Stubbornly. but unsuccessfuliy. he re
bellcd. IN vain he directed the con
versation longingiy to tbs moon lighted
porch would he like the prevailing
tlnts Of the autumn leaves ON the tea
set red or yellowi His mind and
speech wandered TO n country drive In
the evening light, but his scarlet lip
ped hostess, moving amid her work
tall and straight, charming aud mex
orable. firmly Interrupted did he care
for a continuous or broken design
around the platterf
The task was not an easy one that
Elizabeth had set for herself. and II
was n weary head that she laid ON her
pillow that night Il hope II rains to
morrow" was her last thought. so
that may keep him In the studio and
out of the reach of remarks But
fortune seemed at odds with her, for
the morning dawned faultlessly clear.
After breakfast, when she would
have led the way to the studio, Gala
man ignored her lead and with. what
a glorious out Of doors this place pos
sessos." stepped out on the side porch.
With a contraction OF tho heart Eliza
beth followed and sat down facing the
battery OF Mrs. Bsselrs green blinds,
the Stats Of which were Immediately
moved gently to permit Of reconnois-
sanee OF Mrs. Bissell's eyes.
With gentle frmness Elizabeth be
gan again on the subject OF painted
china. Mrs. Bisseil shall be enllght-
ened as to my visitors MISSION she
told herself and slightly raised her
clear voice that 1t might penetrate the
green blinds.
Callaman's eyes smothered a laugh,
and his lips twitched In way which
threatened an open rebellion against
china, but Elizabeth did not notice.
She was talking against time as re-
corded by the sitting room clock,
view Of which her position command,
ed. And could wishes hasten time.
the hands on that clock would have
raced forward to train time--1l o'clock.
At 9.30 she heard Mrs. Bissell leave
her house by way of tho front door
"The worst Is now over" she assured
herself and drew long breath OF re.
lief--premature relief she discovered
the next moment when distant puff-
ings and blowings announced that Mrs
Cavendish was laborlng up the back
steps for her morning call In the kitch-
en-, and Elizabeth became apprehensive
OF conversational developments In that
direction.
Her apprehensions were almost Inn
mediately justified as Mrs. Cavendish's
asthmatic utterances were waited
through the vine draped kitchen win
dow. Dew tell! A man" Then to
Mrs. Fairchild In demonstrating ac-
cents: Ann, you cant fool me on no
chiny paintin'. He's here after Lizzie"
Elizabeth felt the laughter In Gala
mans eyes-her own were downcast
and smarting but she talked on brave
ly, unmindful OF the fact that she had
asked three times concerning the deco
rations OF a chocolate pot her guest
had purchased as a wedding gift. But
when n few moments later she arose.
II was time to start for the
station, and he, surreptitiously exam
ining his watch, found It lacked an
hour OF train time, his lips frightened
and his eyes sobered.
As they emerged from the house the
Highlands almost to a man gave them
a mute reception. The postmaster, bar
Der butcher, blacksmith and merchant
promptly. as though notified by wire
.ess telegraphy. appeared at the doors
,f their respective establishments and
frankly stared. The women, more dis
Greet. peered from behind their cur
tains.
Callahan had some dificulty In AZ
commodnting his pace to Elizabeth's
flying footsteps as shc hurried up tho
street and turned Into the pleasant,
shady retreat afforded by the bicycle
path. which was a short cut to the sta
tion. Here she still forged ahead. 81
lent. having reached n state where the
anguish OF modification had deprive
her Of the power OF speech
Suddenly Callahan stopped short be.
side big rock overlooking the station
and pumped his suit case down. Miss
he began vigorously, Il pro-
test!'
Elizabeth relaxed her speed. She
turned and looked back IN surprise.
Callahan had deliberately seated him
self on the rock. pushed his hat on the
back Of his head and was nopping his
face. The lines about his mouth were
conspicuously firm rs he snapped open
his watch
Its now only i0.i5 That train en't
due for three-quartcrs Of an hour. and
here we are so near the station that ]
could throw my baggage down on the
platform. feel like throwing IL
what's more be added. glancing up
with amusement simmering In the
Fuckers about the corners Of his eye
"Now | intend 10 sit right here and
protest against your treatment Of me"
my treatment Of youi" repeated
Elizabeth faintiy, shivefing and flush.
Ing at the recollection of the past few
hours.
Callahan considerably occupied him
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