News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1908-03-11

Great Back Boned Family!' OH!
shrieked Daisy Historically.
"And didn't think me shining sue
ces as a farmland. did you"
81 can't grasp itv' half whispered
Georglana.
at will come to you gradually NJ
doubt" he consoled her.
"That we were under the same roo
with you for four weeks and never
dreamed of it-of who you were," she
amended her remark. How did you
manage it?'
at wasn't very difficult" he answer
ed, not intending an aspersion on Their
intelligence.
81 never dreamed Of suspecting any.
thing. How could l." she said, look
ing dazed, "when you used bad Eng
lish and washed at the pump, though
| remember you always had separate
towel, burt you ate with your knife?"
| zone can rise superior to mere
| prejudice like fork, Miss Ellery, In a
good cause"
"Miss Ellery?' Why don't you call
her George? She calls you Pete"
madly suggested Daisy.
Georgiana, flushing, glanced haughti-
ly at Daisy. "a good cause?" she
quickly repeated. That's just the
point. What was the cause? Why
did you deceive us?'
Its up to you, Peter, to explain sat
isfactorly your gay deception" said
Daisy. IF you aren't the limit! or
all the foxy tricks / ever heard of!
Didn't l always say there was some
thing foxy about you? l did! Well,
talk it out with George. and I'll receive
your apologies later-alone in the con-
servatOry. Come, Mr.. Gateshead, Wen
leave them alone in this sacred mo-
ment of their coming to an understand
ing. Let's console each other"
She drew him away, scarcely needed
by Georgiana, though Kinross' glance
followed them for an instant.
He laughed as his eyes returned to
Georgiana's fixed gaze. "She's jolly
little fellow, isn't she? 1 mean Daisy"
he explained as Georgiana looked
blank. Shall we sit down and talk
1T out?"
Daisy had taken Gateshead to the
bay window, so Georgiana led the way
across the room to the davenport.
AS they sat down together Kinross
fulness had passed and that she was
again intensely conscious of herself |
from the graceful poise of her head |
and the sweep of her skirts on the |
floor to every tone of her voice and |
curve of her lips.
'Now that she knows who am" he |
thought, shell recall the fact that |
Eunice told her loved her. What |
the devils to pay?"
"Why," she inquired "did you con-
ceal your identity? If you chose to
hire yourself out as a farmland for
the summer you need not have been
ashamed of i'll would only have
honored you for it. Your laboring in
conjunction with nature-I can quite
understand how it satisfied want in |
your soul. How little you understood
me- when you thought l would look
Town upon you for itv'
Kinross mentally sighed. She was
being superior again. and patting him
IN the head for hiring out to old
and consorting with ma
ure.
SIT was so original of you" she
smiled, quite idyllic, really. A farm
land who read the ''Vedanta Philoso-
hy'' of Swami Vivekananda, who
ook half day off when he pleased,
vas treated by his employers like al
privileged boarder smoked fine cigars
nd had occasional relapseS into good |
Inglishw
She was certainly carrying it of
cry easily, all things considered
lore easily than he was in fact. He |
7as relieved at her Interpretation of
Is escapade for he would have found |
rather difficult explaining his dis
uise if she had not done it for him.
"But how did we both happen to get
} the Morningstar farm?' she sud
emily asked "You could not have
nown that 1 was going there, for l
id not know it myself until the very
ay l went"
"Your supposing that would have
ursued you thither, If had known. is
ertainly compliment to my taste"
e bowed
She looked at him with slight sus-
icion in her eyes, and a faint color
anne into her cheeks. But her native
gotism blinded her to irony directed
gainst herself
ut was strange coincidence, wasn't
p she said; but hardly fair" she
dded archly, that you should have
cen taking me inf you will pardon
he sang-for four weeks without my
moving it,
"On the whole, you behaved very
'ell, Miss Ellery."
She looked so complacently sure of 1t
nat he could not help adding, ut re-
lains now for us to discover whether
+ not we are 'on the same line Of
larch,' whether we are at one and
an clasp hands,"
She was not in the least discom-
oSed by the allusion. The bright col
+ in her face was manifestly a glow