Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1907-12-20
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at the back OF abe Hotel des Postes
Is a little garden where the flower beds
are islanded in a harsh lake of broken
sclist, and where in summer time the
gray stone walls which bound the garden
on three sides beat back the heat OF the
sun upon the air like the reverberators
Of furnace. Unobservant visitors won
der TO find themselves hotter here in shade
than they are in sunshine elsewhere in
the same village
Athanos zeno sat here pretty often,
leaning back in springy chair of painted
strip iron, with his lustrous black eyes
half closed. delightfully."- idle man to
iooA at was Athanos zeno, and on the
outside neariy always distracted from
the world, though 10 a keen observer
there was visible when people talked in
his neighborhood that curious listening.
observant poise OF the head which Austin
Farley had noticed in him. He had moth
Ing to conceal, and but little to observe.
Just now. D0broski, Eraser and O'Rourks
were talking together in front of the
Cheval Blanc, aud now and again a stray
village girl came down to the village
pump for water. but there was nobody
else in sight.
Mrs. Farley walked into the garden
with the boys hand In one Of hers. and
seating herself at some distance from
the LeVantine, busted herself over a bit
Of lace work.
AT an open window overlooking the gar
den sat Austin, with rumpled hair and
dlsordered aspect, occasionally scratching
his head with the feathered stump of
very short quill pen. Lucy who had 30
arranged her seat as to command a view
Of him at will, observed him smilinglv
and tenderly for awhile but he began to
rumpls his hair so wildly at length that
she spoke to him.
Cant you work to-day, dear?"
ITS tingling all over me-" he an
swered, with an irritated flourish of the |
hands. Actually and absolutely ting
ling"
You do nothing in that mood" she
said smiling. Leave it for little while
Come down into the garden"
think l will" he answered: and |
sne watched him whilst he swept away
from his table dsorderly double hand |
.ui OF papers, and snatching a straw hat
from hook on the wall. stuck il fretful-
~ at the bac kof his head and left the
room.
Just at that moment the carriage driv-
en- oy Maskeiyne pulled up in front of the
One'ai Blanc, and the good wife cried. in
hurried whisper, Austin. here are the
people from Houfoy. And you In your
Shippers Go away and make yourself
austin arose with something Of an air
OF humorous discomfort, and saunt.red
inte the hotel, reappearing In time IA
greet Maskslyne and Dobroski at the door
wneis the young American introducad
Ailss Butler with a solemn little nhr.,s
Or Two about the novelist's fam~ which
caused him to blush like a schoolboy
Angela looked upon him with eyes of xon-
eration-ths nrSt live author shs had h.
acid. She was at the age whom v.n.r.-
lion Il at its freshest, and this encou,,sr
was an unfeigned and UNIQUE daligh, a.
her AAe 70
By and by they we're all seatsd Z. ~
sNiueh 'osethsr. aud O'Rourke and Fra
-. esne IN and each took a chair in the
~. .nAue OF the trained lines. Angela.
aey ana Maskelyne were just BEGIN ,
l,,s 10 reel at home together. and wsr,
'"u,ns into talk. O'Rourke sat near ana ,
'ep, silence, though it was common ,
~ oi MS TO lead conversation. He was :
'stesmed good talker. but his power a.
listener was raror and more remarkable
As listener he was full Of subtlsrIes
ie responded silently to the slight, ;
made OF thought, and the talker aIwsr. .
cit certain OF sympathy with him. :
lie saw but little OF feminine soc;s+-
no knew but little of women's mannar, .
'nsir interior ways He watched with a