The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1907-09-03

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ters' we have not met for five years.
and so we really don't know each
other much-well. have not mucA
| soul Tor picture galleries and autumn
UNITS, and that sort of thing. Art is
all very we'll when It's got out Of
the West Hampstead stage. and come
west really; but 1t is a little tryina
when one is expected TO enthuse over
impossible Madonnas with wooden.
looking babies in their arms, and
that sort OF thing"
Miss Graham looked at her sister
| wistfully; but Lady Elmsworth only
| laughed.
Poor Phyl! Is he trying to edu-
, cate you? 1t sounds rather awful"
No, that's the worst of it! He
imagines the education, artistic feel
ing, and all the rest of it, is there.
That's the fault of what mother calls
the Graham manner We've got
knack of appearing intelligently sym.
pathetic; and because we are pretty
people take us for granted. Haven't
you found that?"
Lady Elmsworth nodded, and a
slight color rose in her cheeks.
I'VE can't help It," went on Phyl.
lis; but they have a nasty knack
OF turning round on us when they
find us out, and being generally
horrid"
And you think Mark"
"Oh, he won't find out for ever so
long. He's very much in love; and
well, like him well enough to try
and live up to him, for a time. at
any rate. But it's good stretch on
| ones nerves to be always on the tip
toe Of admiration about things one
| really does not care button for.
I'm afraid it's the beauties of nature
that will bowl me over. sunset at
his majesty's, where it's well done,
Is pretty enough, once in way. But
you know, honestly. I'd rather look
at bonnet shop in Bond street any
day than on the finest scenery any
where. I'm afraid it will be a shock
to Mark when he grasps the fact"
What is he eXactly?'
He's rather ugly, and rldiculously
rich; colonial, you know, proprietor
OF mines, and all the rest of IL. His
| manners are not quite like every one
else's. oh, you need not raise your
eyebrows; it is not in that way
| mean at all. only, | don't think he'd
have cared the least bit If I'd been
butchers or a bakers daughter, IL
he'd cared for me, he'd have married
just the same. I'm afraid I'm rather
proud OF the fact"
You do care for him, them" Lady
Elmsworth stopped little toward her
sister, and locked into her face.
Il" Phyllis blushed. well,
yes, think l do, because. if 1 did not.
I don't suppose l should care whether
he discovered what n shallow little
| soul 1 am or not after we are safely
married"
Glare bent and kissed her sister.
HE won't find out if you love him,
Phyl! oh, you don't know how glad
l ami"
Phyllis was startled at her sisters
sudden earnestness. What she had
said was quite true. The four years
difference in their ages had always
kept them rather apart. And now
that they were respectively twenty.
one and twenty-five. and that the gulf
was bridged, there were the five
years separation to hold them apart
Phyllis remembered distinctly the
time when Clare had been "out" when
she herself was in the school room.
She remembered, too, all the talk
she had overheard as to her sisters
successes. Looking back she realiz-
ed that Clare must have refused many
opportunities of brilliant matches. al
though she had finally done exceed
ingly well for herself in marrying
Lord Ellsworth. True, he was near.
ly twenty years older than Glare;
and surely among those she had re-
fused before
Suddenly Phyllis started What
had there been at the bottom of
Clare's being ordered off to winter al
Davos the year before CHE married?
Il had never occurred to the girl
But had there really been anything
the matter with her sisters lungs?
Clare she said, impulsively, tell
me something. Were you really i'll
when you went 10 Davos that time,
Or"
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cor was ] sent off to be out OF
| somebody's way. you mean? No, my
dear. I believe was really i'll, and
| before I went to Davos. | had never
cared two straws for any one in my
life"
"And-after?"
II don't know why should tell
| YOU" said Lady Elmsworth "Tve
never told any one 1 don't believe
any one ever guessed except"
Except him. Go on. Glare"
oh there's not much to tell It's
like every one else's story, / expect.
and you'll only think me a fool for
/ remembering all these years. You
know how ] went out Mother could
not. or would not, come with me-
She would have hated to give up her
visits. and the Riviera. and all that
SO she just packed me off with dear
old Downey. the governess. you re.
member Downcy had always been
my abiect slave. and never dreamed
of interfering with me at all
OF had good time at Davos when
7 first went. but / did not do anything
! the doctors expected. / don't believe
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