Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-09-13
EYES.


EYES. when it's for your pa
per- l managed to duck the receiving line ana was
looking around for e when saw you, and-on'
we'll fell down on the story but knew there was
another man waiting at the train, ana he get the
interview some way or other. l meant to look up
nv man but it didn't seem worth while Notnlns
seemed worth while except--There weren't any
strawberrv ices all apricot" he ended lamely.
you're newspaper MANI" Priscilla asked
breathlessly.
Yes"
mot lord or an earl anything"
He goomiy disowned the whole British Peerage,
The girl Iaughed--a hysterical little laugh, full
OF smiles and tears, and relief and nerves. laugh
so complex that the altogether failed to ana
lyze 1t.
"oh. it's too absurd! It's too perfectly absurd"
she said.
She leaned forward, entreaty in her eyes.
you'll have to get in l can't tell you with the
cabman watching us"
Into the caby" He amazed, incredulous
"Oh yes; do please. I'm like the Ancient Mari
ner 1 simply have to tell my story-but II don't
do it very soon won't have the courage to do it at
all. Do get in"
He sprang into the cab. An interested eye peer
ed through the aperture in the top and berry
voice asked, Where tor"
"Round Hyde Park" the said to the driv-
err; and as he turned to the girl beside him. she
took her courage in both hands and plunged into
her confession.
II was so ashamed. 1 couldn't tell you. It was
mostly the claimants fault. I'd never have thought
of it, If he hadn't taken in for granted
No prelude, no context The Man was aitogeth-
er befogged.
"B-but-' he stammered. She snatched the
words from his lips
But it was horrid. OF course 1t don't
on,.ld Al ha mr.
would have given the world to be out. But
couldn't tell you. I knew you would be shocked.
and I--you--well didn't want you to know. I
kept feeling worse and worse" She turned to race
her companion. 1t out now. He knew the
worst about her. She would be able to read his,
opinion Of her in his face.
The face expressed nothing save hopeless hewil-
derment.
1.-THE wedolng,' she exclaimed, impatently.
"oh, the weddingl' His brain was laboring.
"You weren't invited to it2''
She shook her head.
II Just happened to be in the church"
And you don't know the Duchess or Lady Mary
or any of that crowd?"
Another dismal shake of the head.
singular cheerful alertness had succeeded the
Mans state of stupefaction. He was leaning for
ward to look into her face; but she did not
dare to meet his eyes.
ESlAapS you oAOA Oh <1AASAANoN -O--SSS' -
hazarded with certain subdued hopefulness.
She was done with masquerading and conceal
ment.
I'm nobody I'm nothing. I'm travelling with
a Cooks party and we are staying at a cheap board
ing house, number nine Bedford Square. win you
please tell the driver to take me there?'
She hurled out the damning details with reckless
defiance; and, dehanty lifted her head and
looked at him-only drop the long Iashes swiftly
over her eyes again, after glimpse of the face
so her own.
ut really was the cabmans fault" she Quavered
in queer uncertain little voice
God bless him wish knew the name of that
cabman I'D like to mention 1t in my prayers.
said the Nice Man as his hand closed gently over
hers.