Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1908-09-01
Near the Rose
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unaware that the other knew it. They
! cherished an acute fear in common.
Would some insufferable blunderer
sit down on the consid cradle area of
green bench that separated their cor
ners?
The girl was not without resource;
her bookmarker-the latest thing in
publishers advertisements-fut
toward the clif. The young man
sprang up.
"Allow me- he murmured, and re-
turned it to her.
In sitting down after this feat of
agility it did not seem necessary to
return to his corner.
"Thank YOU" said the girl, little
nervously. Its so windy today, isn't
it,"
Every windy" agreed the young
man, with conviction.
But warm" the girl suggested.
sob, decidedly warm" he allowed.
"Such a change from last week"
"And the week before"
"Oh, you've been here so long?" the
girl cried
about three weeks"
Really? We came fortnight ago;
we stayed in town for a late we'd
ding"
He ficked a speck of dust from ais
coat Lady Marjorie Dalhursts
yes
"And are you staying much longer?'
eve go North next week-next
Thursday. but We think of getting a
day or two in town before that for
shopping"
"Our programmes seem to be much
the same" he said. 'I'm going
North, too, with one or two men who
are at the hoter'-
"The Grand?" she asked quickly.
"No; the Empire"
ooh! We're at the Grand"
Their conversation had travelled a
considerable distance from hotels
when an exclamation-from the man
suddenly broke it off.
pray excuse my rudeness," he
said, with some appearance of haste
would you-would you mind walking
a little way? The fact is I've just
caught sight of a man l wish particu-
larly not to meet-no, not that one;
to your right, with the lady in green
and if you Would-thank you SO
much"
They walked in silence for a min
ute or two. Then the girl laughed
gayly.
as he so very bad?" she demand
ed. "a knave, a fool, or only a bore?"
who? Oh, yes, Colonel Ayton."
The young man reused himself from
an apparently gloomy train of thought
'He's-oh, he's not knave, but he's
certainly a BIT of a fool, and very
pronounced kind of a bore"
The girl nodded sympathetically.
'Coulf we walk toward the post Of
fice?" she suggested. Il have some
letters to post
They were opposite to it and about
to cross the road when the girl drew
back with a start. A motor turning
corner had all but touched her
arm.
The young man glared after it.
let me post them for your" he said
solicitously, and hurried across the
road. A name on the uppermost en-
velope caught his eye.
Lady Audrey Ware? Then this
one must be"-a notice in the
Visitors List" flashed back to his
memory-'1must be Lady Phyllida, the
sister,"
AS he rejoined the girl a neighbor-
ing clock chimed out a quarter, and
he consulted his watch with incred-
ulity.
I'd no idea it was so late" he
cried. by the worst of luck, hap
pen to have an appointment which is
rather Important
The girl broke in. "Oh, it is 1atet
had no idea, either. 1 must hurry,
too. or shall be late for dinner"
They set off briskly.
do you generally sit on that seat ~
asked the young man.
The girl laughed "Oh, sometimes!
I'm not very often OUT
He glanced at her in surprise. mo,
really?"
That is, not often alone" she cor
rected, with rising color. my peo-
pie are very particular. They'@ bs
simply Mortified if they knew. and
i really oughtn't to have'-She
paused in distress.
Don't you get any time for your
self?'' he pleaded.
'Oh, we'll! There's an hour or SO
after lunch, while they're having
naps."
Z know They call it writing let
ters. don't they?"
She nodded, smiling. ''But | really
mustn 't7-she persisted.
Please" he murmured; 'just ~
morrow anyway"
She shook her head undoubtedly
ii can't promise. Perhaps
The young man stopped suddenly
and she looked up. They were at thu
Empire Hotel. A porter was carry
ing a portmanteau down the steps
to a cab, and on the pavement stood
a man.
The hore," whispered the girl
with dancing eyes. But there was NJ
response from her companion. Ht
stood very still And then suddenl,
az a curt nod from the man near the
cab. he rs he girl. She stood Il