The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1907-05-03

thought II fen Ike q SD. and ltk
a seed in ultraproductive soil. II Dor
fruit with amazing rapidity.
The word Itself was small and tn
manner in which II was spoken trivial
but LOder's mind was attracted and
held by IT, The last time II had me
bis ears his environment had beer
vastly different. and this echo Of IL IN
an uncOngenial atmosphere stung hin
to resentment. The vision Of Eve
the thought OF Eve. became suddenly
dominant
Lover" he repeated coldly. $50
love is the mOtive?'
Yes" This time II was Kalne who
responded In his methodical, contented
voice. The motive OF the play is
love. Ms Lillian says. And when was
love ever serious in a three act COM
edy-On or or the STACEY" He leaned
forward ia his seat. screwed In his
eyeglass and laZily scanned the stalls.
The orchestra was playing a Hun
garian dance, It's erratic harmonies
and wild alterations OF expression
falling abruptly across the pinks and
blues. the gliding and lights of the
pretty. conventional theater. Some
thing in the suggestion Of unfitness
appealed to Loder. II was the force
of the real as opposed to the ideal.
With new expression on his face.
he turned again to Kaine.
And how does 1t work. be said.
This treatment that you find So
French
His voice as well as his expression
had changed. He still spoke quietly.
hut he spoke with interest He was
no longer conscious of his vague
uneasiness; fresh chord had been
struck in his mind. and bis curiosity
bad responded to II. For the first
time it occurred to him that love-the
mysterious garden whose
paths had so suddenly stretched out
before his own feet-was a pleasure
ground that possessed many doors and
an infinite number of keys. He was
stirred by the desire to peer through |
another entrance than his own, to see |
the secret. alluring 'byways from an
other standpoint He waited with In
terest for the answer to his question.
For a second or two KaIne continued |
o survey the house; then mis- eyeglass !
lropped from his eye. and he turned
'ound.
ITO understand the thing" he said
you must have read the
'ook Have you read the book?'
mo, Mr.. KANE" Mary Esseltyn In
errupted. mfr. Chilcote hasn't read
be book
LILLIAN laughed. Outline the story
or him. Lennie," she said. II love to
ee other people taking pains"
Kaine glanced at her admiringly.
Well, to begin with" he said amiably,
two men, an artist and a millionaire,
lives. SeeT'
"You may presume that he does see
Annie"
Right! Well. then, as say, these
eggars change Identities. They're as
ke as pins. and to all appearances one
1ap's the other chap-and the other
lap's the first chap. See?"
Ioder laughed. The newly quLckened
terest was enhanced BY treadfng on
angerous ground.
"Well. they change for a lark. Of
,urse, but there's one fact they both
verlOoked. TSey're men, you know, J
Id they forget these little thin9sw q
e laughed delightedH. They over Z
Ok the fact that one of 'em has got
wife,
There was a crash Of music from the
chestra Loder sat straighter in his
at. He was conscious that the blood
ID rushed into his face. v
''Oh, indeed" he said quickly. Zone
them had a wifey'
''Exactlyw Again Kalne chuckled.
md the point Of the joke 10 that the
lie is the least laray person under the
n. Seer
A second hot wave passed over 10 /
RS face A sense Of mental disgust
led him. This, then, was the wonder
! garden seen from another stand
int! He looked from Lillian. grace
]. skeptical and shallow, to the young
i beside him. so frankly modern In W
: appreciation of life. This, then, tN
s love as seen by the eyes Of the &C
world that accepts, judges &C
condemns in slang phrase or W.
D. Very slowly the blood receded
m his face.
q
And the end of the story" he asked
R strained voice ell
The end? Oh, usual end. of course at
up makes mess of things and the We
,ble bursts III
And the end of the wife?" A.
rhe end Of the wife?" Lillian broke
with a lite laugh "Why, the end w
sh
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