Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-07-02
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Good morning"

then. Good morning"
Queer little rut!' observed Gibbs as
thc judge bowed himself out. Mrs.
Newman must he n marvel IL all he
n v is
"Slie Is q wonder as q husband train
or. She's tanned him so he doesn't
know his souls his own. A good little
man because he's never had n chance
70 be otherwise. I'll speak to Horri-
gan about him, though. It's always
we'll TO have n friend on the bench.
Ono never can tell when
But Gibbs was not listening. His
heavy face had lighted with n sudden
glow Of cagcrncss. Turning to note
the cause. Wainwright saw his niece
Dallas descending the stairs. Involun-
tarily she halted ns she reached the
| threshold and saw Gibbs. Then, her
sense Of hospitality triumphlng over
| Impulse. she came in and greeted her
uncle's guest with some. show of cor
dlality.
Remember, Dallas" said Vain
wright as he prepared to 20 into his
office. "Gibbs is here only for the day.
| count on you to make his holiday as
pleasant as you can" lie glanced COW
ertly at Gibbs, who had strolled to the
window. Then the iinancier lowered
his voice and said rapidly:
"Plcnse be nice to Gibbs for my sake.
Dallas. ! do n great deal for You, and
I don't often ask anything in return"
lie patted her on the shoulder with a
gesture meant to be affcctionate and
hurried into the adjoining office.
Scarcely had the door closed when
Gibbs turned from the window, crossed
the room TO whore Dallas stood and in
his usual direct fashion said:
You saw that
1.-THE article IN this mornings paper?
Yes"
There was no confusion, no cmbar-
rassment, neither In the clear, glrlish
voice nor in the honest dark eyes that
met Gibbs so calmly. He went on
with shade less confidence.
at annoys your
every much indeed"
"You cant feel worse about It than I
10. Miss Wainwright. r.
GU Cluu l WTltP IL yourself, tuPl :!
az? OF course not, How could you
think
II didn't; I Just wondered. Please
see that the inc is denicl.'
why should I? You are going to
marry me some day, aren't you, Dial
las!'
"IIave I eve given you reason to
think ] would?"
you have let me keep on coming to
see you. You have
II have told You that | don't care for
you the way yon want me to. | have
great admiration ard respect for you
but that Is all. And It is not enough
to marry on"
ut is enough for me. IF 7 have your
admiration and respect to start on III
soon make you love me-"
you would be satisfied with so lit
tle?"
Eyes. Knowing | Corld in time wiz
more. Yon aren't the sort of girl who
could marry n NAV If shr didn't re
spect h~im-didn't admire him YOU
perhaps | couldn't marry such {
man. I,ut perhaps ! couldn't help low
ing him"
Your chances for happiness woulf
he better with me. Oh. Dallas. yol
know | love You, You've kept IN,
waiting SO long. Is it fair to either Of
usf'
Il hesitate because ] want to he fat
10 us both. For that reason | mus
still ask You to wait"
But I've waited 50 loug. Tell mt
one thing: Is there any one else that
Steps. none too light. clattcred dow
the stairs. and into the library bounced
a lad In tennis fanuriS. lie was tall
we'll set up and good to look at an(
seemed always to have stepped direct
~ from a handhOx and TO have had ex
tremely recent acquaintance Will
much soap and water.
%"IIello. Dallas.,' he shouted. encom
passing his sister in n bcar hug. "IIov
l soon are
"Here's Mr.. Gibbs. Perry" Dalla
: reminded him as she emerged, some
what crumpled. from the embrace
"IIave YOU
! The lads manner underwent q light
ming AMI frlgid change.
"Oh. COOL morning. he grunted
with a curt nod to the visitor, and
: picking up a paper. turned to the sport
> Ing sheet and became Immersed in 1T
contents. oblivious of all else.
VT. Gibbs Is only spending one da.
, with Ms" admonished Dallas. tryini
:. 10 soften her young brothers. rude
: ness.
Hope he'll enjoy It," came in absen
tones from the depths of the paper.
Gibbs rose.
I'm going out for q cigar on th
terrace" said he. "IIl join you a lttl
later."
Perry" scoldcd Dallas as soon a
the broker disappeared through tn
, long windows. how could you treat
guest of uncle's so rudeiy?"
Il don't like the fellow. And don
like what ! read In the paper toda
about him and you. Gee. what
, meaely paragraph! It's enough I
make a white man want TO dash on
his brains with a cigarette. You're g.
Ing to deny 1t In time for the retractio
to get into tomorrow's papers, aren
your"
T-rm not quite sure"
:, Good Lord!' gasped Perry. slumI
Ing down In the nearest chair, "AT