Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-08-06
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GU forget that you did not tell me
why you wanted me-" said Ianthe with
an unusual flash of fire. Il came because
L thought you wanted me for my own
sake, not for what you could get out
of me-"
You are Just like your mot her" he
answered. Whenever there is ANYTHING
practical to do you are utterly helpless
ana resort 10 tears if one dares to remon-
strate, I've made two mistakes in nv
lie. The first was marrying your
mother; the second was having her
daughter here. There's nothing to be
mad out of you any more than there was
out of herr
Ianthe sat down at her desk with a
heavy heart. The sound of the swing
door warned her that this was no time
Tor tears. and hastily swallowing the
lump IN her throat, she rose to greet the
customer.
'Ianthe!"
'EDenis!'
Their hands met and clasped. Ianthes
eyes looked up. swimming suddenly in
tears of JOY. Denis looked down into
the little face which he had not seen for
six months and a great tenderness filled
his heart Ianthe's cheeks were thin and
pale; her blue eyes had grown larger
ana darker; her sweet young mouth had
| become grave and sad.
Ianthe! What have they been doing
to your" said Denis. What are YOU
doing here?"
Here? This is where I work. This
is my sphere, my real I'm, where | inter
view customers and sdvise them how to
get their pictures taken.
She looked up smiling, but Denis did
not smile.
"How long do you work here ?" he de-
manded.
"From till about g." she answered,
with intervals for meals. At first was
very tired, but now | am accustomed to
it, and do not find the hours long"
DO you never get out ?''< - -~.+,~-.-.. -.
I'm the evening, if care to 60"
will you come out with me now ?"
Il can't, / am afraid"
Where is your father? Can | see
him?"
"oh. Denis, will you really take me
if he let's me go?"
Whether he let's you or not" replied
Denis. He watched Ianthe as she ran
up the studio stairs and then he paced
up and down the room. Why had she
never told him the truth? Why had she
stayed here, toiling like a slave. when
one word to him would have set her
free?
Mr.. Mcqueen made no objection to
Ianthe going out for a while. The ar
rival of Sir Denis lngraham created
quite a stir in the household. When
lanthe went in to put on her hat. Mrs.
Mcqueen got into great flutter of ex-
citement when she heard who had come.
"Of course I'll take your work with
pleasure" she said. MAKE the most of
your afternoon, my dear No doubt he's
not come here for nothing Now see
why the young men in the shop never
seemed to be to your mind"
The words, the manner, the atrocious
grammar, grated on the girl as never
before. Nevertheless she returned to
Denis with radiant face The thought
of holiday, a breath of air, an outing
with a congenial companion, was suf-
ticient to Danish all thoughts save those
of pleasure from her mind.
Take me right into the country" she
said, land tell me all the news of home"
Denis did as he was bid 1t was a
bright March day, and in the air was
touch of coming spring. 1t seemed to
Ianthe that heaven was on earth that
afternoon She listened eagerly to all
the news Denis had to bring, asked a
thousand questions about her former
home, and heard with interest the ac-
count of what Denis was doing on his
estate, which he had inherited on the
death of his father two or three months
before. Denis, too, felt very happy. 1t
was delightful to see the color returning
to Ianthe's cheeks and the sparkle to her
eyes. He noticed with a strange ming
ling of amusement and pain how her
mind had matured during those few
months II seemed impossible that she
was the same girl as the imprisoned
princess who cried to be released from
bondage.
"Yes. have learned lot since | came
here" Ianthe said. II scarcely know
how. The world is different place
from what I thought it, and / am diff
ferent grill"
Have you given up looking for the
fairy prince?'' Denis asked looking down
at her eager face with a smile.
ooh, long ago!'' she said. Fairy
princes don't grow in Glasgow, l am
afraid. In these days there are monet"
Isn't there any one fit to be substi-
tute? Ianthe, | am no fairy prince, it is
true. But love you Won't you be
nv fairy princess and come home with
me?"
Ianthe looked up. This time it was
not pity she read in his face Denis
loved her; she believed it now. A great
temptation seized her to go with him,
to leave for ever this hateful life, those
people whom, try as she might. she
could not even like; to be taken back,
by man who loved her, to the life for
which she had been born. The prospect
swan before her eyes.
"Wen. Ianthe what have you to say?"
ooh, / can't, Denis, ! can't!"
"And why not Ianthe, I love you.
1 would make you happy. Only come
with me and leave this miserable life for
ever"
Denis, don't tempt mel tell you
freely I would like to say yes. l should
like to go with You and never come back