The Mercur miner. [volume] (Mercur, Utah) 1895-1913, 1908-02-12
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EN9STORY4GY
THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND
CANDLES
BY MEREDITH NICHOLSON
Author Of THE MAIN CHANCE" ZELDA
CAMERON" Etc.
CHAPTER xlI.-cOntInued.

But suppose the Sisters are awful
ly strict"
They're hldeous.--perfectly hide
GUS"
Where is your home?" | demanded.
Chicago, Louisville, indianapolis, Gin
cinnati perhaps?"
"Humph, you are DUH You ought
to know from my accent that I'm not
from Chicago. And | hope I haven't
a Kentucky girls air of waiting to be
nattered to death. And no Indianapo-
lis girl would talk to strange man at
the edge of a deep wood in the gray
twilight of a winter day,-that's from
a book; and the Cincinnati girl Is with
out my elan, esprlt.-whatever you
please to call Il. She has more Teu-
tonic repose,-more Gretchen of the
Rhine valley about her. Don't you
adore French, Squire Glenarm?" she
concluded. breathlessly, and with no
pause In her quick step.
II adore yours. Miss Armstrong" |
asserted, yielding myself further to the
Joy of idiocy, and delighting In the
mockery and whimsical moods Of her
talk | did not make her out; indeed,
preferred not tol | was not them
and | am not now. thank God!--of an
analytical turn of mind And as
crow older | prefer, even after many a
blow. TO take my fellow human beings
as find them. And as for women, old
or young. envy no man his gift OF re-
solving them into elements. AS well
| carry a spray of arbutus to the labor
story or subject the enchantment OF
moonlight upon running water to the
lame and blow-pipe as try to analyze
! he heart of a girl-particularly girl
who paddles "A canoe with sure stroke
md puts up a good race with a rabbit
A lamp shone ahead OF us at the en-
rance OF one OF the houses. and lights
appeared In all the buildings
IF knew your window l should Ger.
tainly sing under it..-except that
you're going homel You didn't tell me
why they were deportlng you"
I'm really ashamed to! You would
never"
'oh, yes. | would; I'm really an old
friend!' I insisted feeling more like
an idiot every minute.
We'll. don't tell But they caught
ne fiirting-with the grocery boyl
: w aren't you disgusted!"
Thoroughly I can't believe H.
Why. you'd a lot better flirt with me-"
| suggested boldly.
well, I'm to be sent away for good
at Christmas. may come back then
II | can square myself. Myl That's
slang.-isn't II adorable?"
THE Sisters don't like slang, sup
poser"
They loathe IT, Miss Devereu
you know who she lsl-she spies o..
and tells"
you don't say SO; but I'm not su
prised at herl I've heard about herr
declared bitterly.
We had reached the door. and ex-
pected her to fly; but she fingered.
"Oh, II you know herl Perhaps
you're a spy, too! It's Just as well we
should never meet again. Mr.. Glen
arm" she declared haughtily.
THE memory of these few meetings
will always linger with me, Miss Arm
strong" l returned in an imitation Of
her own tone.
Il shall scorn to remember you'll
and she folded her arms under the
cloak tragically.
Our meetings have been all TO few,
Miss Armstrong. Two. exactly. | be
lievel"
Then you prefer to ignore the first
time ! ever saw you" she said. her
hand on the door
"Out there in your canoe? Never!
And you've forgiven me for overhear-
ing you and the chaplain on the wall
pleased"
She grasped the knob OF the door
and paused an instant as though pom.
dering.
Il make II three times, without that
one, and not counting once in the road
and other times when you didn't know
Squire Glenarml I'm a foolish little
girl TO have remembered the first.
see now how blind | have been
Good.by!"
She opened and closed the door soft
ly, and | heard her running up the
steps within
| ran back TO the chapel, roundly
abusing myself for having neglected
my more serious affairs for bit o.
silly talk with a school girl. fearful
lest the openings | had left at both
ends of the passage should have been
discovered, Near the chapel mar
rowly escaped running into Stoddard
but | slipped past him, found my
lantern. pulled the hidden door into
place, and. traversing the tunnel with
out incident, soon climbed through the
hatchway and slammed the false blocl
securely into the opening.
CHAPTER XIII