Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1907-03-14
She smiled at him sweetly. "Jackw

OIL uuanee. IN wanted IN some other
direction"
This time her reproach was express
ed by a glance. You are ALWAYS
wanted" she said.
The words seemed to rouse him
again to the shadowy self distrust that
the sight of her had lifted.
"Its-it's delightful to meet you like
this" he began, "and I wish the meet
Ing wasn't ~momentary. But I'm-I'm
rather pressed for time. You must let
me come round one a~fternoon-or even
Ing, when you're alone" He fumbled
for a moment with the collar of his
coat and glanced furtively upward to-
ward Oxford street.
But again Lillian smiled, this time to
herself. If she understood anything
on earth, it was Chilcote and his
moods.
"If one may be careless of anything.
Jack" she said lightly, surely it's of
time. 1 can imagine being pressed for
anything else in the world. If it's an
appointment you're worrying about, a
motor goes ever so much faster than a
cab" She looked at him tentatively,
her head slightly on one side, her muff
raised till the roses and some of the
soft fur touched her cheek.
She looked very charming and very
persuasive as Chilcote glanced back.
Again she seemed to represent a re-
spite-something graceful and subtle
In a world of oppressive obligations.
His eyes strayed from her figure to the
smart motor car drawn up beside the
curb.
She saw the glance. Ever so much
quicker" she insinuated. And, smiling
again, she stepped forward from the
door Of the shop. After q seconds
lndecision Chilcote followed her.
The waiting a had three seats, one
In front for the chauffeur, two visa
Wis at the back, Offering pleasant posi-
bIlities of a tete-a-tete.
1.-The park-and drive slowly" Lillian
ordered as she stepped inside. motion
Ing Chilcote to the seat opposite.
They moved up Bond street smoothly
and rapidly. Lillian was absorbed in
the passing traffic until the Marble
arch was reached; then, as they glided
through the big gates, she looked
across at her companion. He had
turned up the collar of his coat, though
the wind was scarcely perceptible, and
buried himself in it to the ears.
"It is extraordinarily she exclaimed
suddenly as her eyes rested on his
face. 1t was seldom that she felt
drawn to exclamation. She was usual
ly too indolent to show surprise. But
now the feeling was called forth be-
fore she was aware.
Chilcote looked up. whats extraor-
binary" he said sensitively.
She leaned forward for an instant
and touched his hand.
Bear" she said teasingly. did 1
rub your fur the wrong way?" Then,
seeing his expression, she tactfully
changed her tone. "Ill explain. 1t
was the same thing that struck me the
night Of Blanche's party-when you
looked at me over Leonard Kaine's
head. You remember?' She glanced
away from him across the park to
where the grass was already showing
greener.
Chilcote felt i'll at ease. Again he
put his hand to his coat collar.
ooh, yes" he said hastily; yes" He
wished now that he had questioned Lo-
der more closely on the proceedings of
that party. 1T seemed to him Oh look
ing back that Loder had mentioned
nothing on the day of their last ex-
change but the political complications
that absorbed his mind.
81 couldn't explain then,' Lillian
went on. 81 couldn't explain before a
crowd of people that it wasn't your
dark head showing over Leonard's red
one that surprised me, but the most
wonderful, the most extraordinary
likeness She paused.
The a was moving slower. There
was a delight in the easy motion
through the fresh, early air. But Chill
cote's uneasiness had been aroused.
He no longer felt soothed.
"What likeness?" he asked sharply.
She turned to him easily. "Oh, a
likeness l have noticed BEFORE" she
said. ga likeness that always seemed
strange, but that suddenly became in
credible at Blanche'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. 1--WE al
ways denied %likenesses. 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 he al
tered his voice. "After all, we're being
very stupid!w he exclaimed. "We're
worrying over something that doesn't
exist"