The Meeker herald. [volume] (Meeker, Colo.) 1885-current, 1908-07-11

pipe.
Il don't mind telling you why
came here. Lady. The fare to Dove
dale happened to suit my weekly ex
! pendlture-that was all. Presently
shall look up my timetable and
choose another destination on the
same principle"
What q queer existence! Are you
always moving about?"
Always; and ! never. stay at tho
same place twice unless friend hap
pens to be there. and that ID rare.
Still. ! should like to revisit Dovedale
some day."
The girl did not even make q com.
monplace polite rejoinder. She was
wondering what her relatives and
friends would think II they knew OF
her almost daily meetings with this
young man who nearly a month ago
calmly opened up conversation with
her on the spot where they now rested.
She had an idea that her father. with
all his pride and poverty. would pour
out torrents of venomous sarcasm,
while her mother would weep feebly
ohti tAC YIN lulHCu HE
wrath on her. AS for her friends
But her wandering thoughts were lost
when her companion spoke again.
Are you aware of the time, Lady?"
he asked, holding up his watch.
She glanced at 1t. and sprang hun.
riedly to her feet.
"Good-by. must CO." she said, prof
fering her hand.
It'll tomorrow" he returned, look
ing up at her.
Something In her face made him
spring from his easy posture on the
warm, dry moss.
You must think me awfully rude?"
he remarked. little abashed.
You are" she said, quietly; but
wasn't thinking Of that. was think
ing that this is really good.by. I'm
going away tomorrow until the begin.
ming of September"
Mr.. George Vincent was pleased to
be laxative over his dinner that even.
Ing.
Maria" he remarked to his wife.
whom do you think I saw as drove
from the station an hour ago."
Il haven't an Idea, George" returned
his spouse.
That's nothing new. Maria. How
ever, saw old Meredith's nephew, the
one who inherited nearly million.
You remember the tale some years
ago about q young man who inner
tied fortune and Immediately handed
nearly half Of 1t over to charities?
Well. that was young Arthur Meredith.
the man l saw to-day-the ass! the
lunatic! the"
"Dorothea.' walled her mother, re-
garding her daughter with an express
sion of dismay. you have upset your
glass. How can you be 80 careiess?"
What Is Mr. Meredith like. ia
ther?" inquired Dorothea, languidly.
rs he little man with q beard and
blue spectacles?"
mo; he's good-looking mailman"
replied her father. impatiently, and
changed the subject.
The air was sweet and tender. but
dead leaves rustled against Dorotheas
feet as she passed into the wood on
the first morning OF her return to
Dovedale. Her absence had covered
longer period than she had expected
"a longer period than she had de-
sired-but there had been no good
excuse for refusing the extended In
vitation Of her friends. and, moreover,
her father had. for reasons of his own,
insisted on her making her stay as
long AS possible. She had obeyed her
father by remaining with her friends,
but the marriage upon which ne had
set his heart was brought no nearer
by her doing so. Her reception at
home had been an outburst Of re-
proaches and tears. and 1t was to avoid
renewal OF the storm that she had
left the house shortly after breakfast
and hetaken herself to the solitude Of
the wood.
Meredith watched her coming from
the spot whereon they had parted
nearly two months before. For several
minutes he stood motionless, has
hands clasped behind his head, his
eyes fixed upon the approaching figure.
Meredith strobe forward. and she
saw that his face had changed in her
absence.
I'm not away yet. you see." he said
abruptly. Somehow couldn't &c
away. Lady"
She had held out her hand at first
| but still he did not seem to notice 1t.
You didn't come back when you
promised he went on, not looking a,
her; but I've been here every day
wondering about you. This morning
had horrible thought-the though,
that you would never come back al
all-that you Oh. Lady, Lady. how
1 I've longed for you!"
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