Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-05-10

define had tbenceforth seemed to hedge her about
with delicate reserve, which felt no desire 10
penetrate. so great was my reverence lot this III
stinctive womany dignity, which now sat SO gra,
ciously upon her. She called me simply Percy; l
called her Dorothy.
whenever he wants your" repeated-in weak
trembling voice. For time, notning was saia
between us. She seemed to be shvering.
thought she was cold l didn't know. quickened
my steps, till she could scarcely keep up with me.
She might have been laughing. Anyhow she
stopped me, crying:
"Percy. Percy / am all out of BREATH l can't
walk as fast as you can Please stop moment
stopped, angry with myself for having hurried
her along cruelty, for she was painting ike
young doe chased by the hounds.
1t may have been the cold wind that had taken
her breath | don't know but | melted to
tenderness at once; and stood by, asking pardon
until she signifed her readiness to start again.
l have a very soft heart 1 know. The Mater
always said SOL and could not be otherwise than
tender to any woman, much less to my dear, dear
Dorothy.
We started again, and after thinking the mat
ter over, startled and panied by what Dorothy
had said,-I found my voice.
Dorothy dear, is this why you came tonight
to tell me this? You know we had contract
You were to tell me right away;-when you found
him, as to give me a chance,-and-"
That's what am doing now. You asked me-
and-and told you"
But you are going to marry him;-you said so.
Which of the Smiths is it?'
None of them"
None of them? Who is he then? Do know
him." asked quickly, astonished.
"Sometimes-I think maybe-you don't know
him. And don't know whether will ever marry
him. He hasn't asked me yet, tell you"
DO you really and truly love him." She nodded
her head.
And it isn't Smith,"
She shook her head.
"You know, sweet Dorothy, what Smith stands
for?" warm glow spreading all over my body.
She had lost her tongue. She only nodded her
head
Smith stands for-'sOme other mdn-anybody
else, save me. And-and If it isn't SMITH lit
must be l."
"Am I right, sweet DorothyY
She nodded her head again.
Now what was man to do? was no longer a
boy What tcGS man to do?
Just exactly what did l stopped right there
in the street and took her in my arms. 1t wasn't
right, suppose. But 1t was very quiet street,
and this was very exceptional case II any per-
son had CHANGED to pass that way they would
naturally have supposed that l was wrapping her
furs more securely about her;-for. as have said,
1t was very cold night, with raw piercing wind.
No one would have thought any man was such a
blamed idiot as to stop that way in the street to
take girl in his arms. But did it,
I've never regretted it.
Nor has Dorothy
Ali l said to her then was:
my dear, sweet Dorothy! After all of my
anxiety, and despair, and determination to give
you the best of it, no matter what grief and pain
it cost me, you have turned down all of the
Smiths, and their limozines, and their sixty horse
power machines to throw yourself into the en-
brace of 1.-THE Tiger"
Didn't the Princess give herself to 1.-The
Tiger?"
she did, dear;-when nothing else was left
for her.
well there's nothing else left for me-"
You've gone through with all the Smiths?"
Every one of them"
"And you have fully decided to give yourself to
The Tiger"?-I remember you commended the