The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-05-14
LADY ATHLYNE
Copyright, 1908, by BRAI STOKER Entered at Stationer's HalI-AH rights reserved

sion in a semi-humorous. semi-sarcas- tic remark:
 Why Athlyne you seem to look on the girl as if she was brittlei You weren't like that yesterday when you flashed her away from us at sixty miles an hour! For a moment there was silence and all eyes were fixed on Joy who looked embarrassed and turned rosy-red. Athlyne to relieve her drew their attention on himself:
 NO. my dear Judy-I'm not ever going to call you anything else you know She wasn't my wife then!''
 Wasn't she!" came the answer tartly spoken. 'She was just as much your wife then. She had been married to you only twice, And the first mar riage was good enough for anything, know that is so: for my sheriff says due to the shame of sudden recoss$s tfon of her confession. She blIls3ssd furiously: the Sheriff. looking radYS6Ex Iy happy, stepped over to her. took her hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed
 T think my dear" he said slowly and quietly, ''tbat constitutes a n1ar- riage-if you will have it so?" E3s looked at him shyly and said quietly the way-like Joys first marriage, do so-dearl Then if you like we can make it real when Joy becomes a wife in the Churchi"
 
 ested in this little episode that two of them only noticed a queer note or dis sent or approximation, coming in the shape of a sort of modified grunt from the two matrons of the party. Said Athlyne. still mindful of his intent to protect Joy:
 "All right, Judy. I'll remember: my sheriff. if there's any more chaff1ng. It seems that he'll be brittle before long" Judy flashed one keen happy glance at him as she whispered close in his ear:
 Don't be ungenerous!' For reply he whispered back:
 Forgive me-dear. I did not intend to be nasty. I'm too happy for any thing of that sorti''
 As breakfast wore on and the fami- lisrity of domestic life followed con- straint, matters of the future came on the tapis. When Mrs. OgiIvie asked the young couple if they had yet set tied when the marriage-the church marriage-was to come off, Joy looked down demurely at the table cloth as her husband answered.:
 'I go up to town early in the morn ing to get the License. It is all in hand and there will be no hitch and no delay. I had wire this morning one from the Archbishop congratulat- ing me. I shall be home by the ten ten train on Thursday and we can have the wedding late that afternoon, AA SOo "iAi 'iofC tiiC diSA anu liiO parson ready"
 But. my dear boy. isn't that rather sudden?"
 Not sudden enough for me! But really, so far as I am concerned, I shall wait as long as Joy wishes. Now that we are married already. I fancy it doesn't much matter Only that anything which could possibly bind me ness to me, don't care whether we have a third marriage at all." Mrs. Ogilvie caught her daughters eye and answered at once:
 ''So be it thenl Thursday afternoon at six. I suppose there can be no ob- jection as to canonical hours?" The Sheriff answered.:
 'T can tell you that The License of 1 the Archbishop goes through and be- yond all canonical hours and all places in South Britain of course. Armed with that instrument you can cele- brate the marriage when and where you will.' Joy and Athlyne were by this time holding hands and whisper ing.
 'Of course Joy will stay with us till then-Athlyne." Mrs. Ogilvie spoke the last word with a pause; it was the first time she had used his | name.
 Not of course.'" he answered. "She is the head of her house now and must be free to do as she please. But am sure she will like to come to  at him as she said:
 ''Of course I'd like to be with Mother | and Daddy. and Judy-if Tiff I am not to be with you-Oh, darlingI you're hurting me. You're so frightfully strongi"
 Breakfast being over, the party broke up and moved about the room. Joy was sitting 2 on the sofa with he her | ling up bysthe wall. When she got close besideoshe curtsied and said:
 Wont ye tell me now. me Lady. if Pm to te the wan to nurse yer child herr"
 'Oh cearI But Mrs OBrien, I said only yesterday that I'd tell you that some other time. You are previous!- Didn't you hear that I am to be mar
 ''No time like the prisint. me Lady. It was yistherday ye shopke; an to- days to-day. Mayn't I nurse yer begun, when Judy joined the group. Whats all this about? Whose chill dren are you talking of?" began the merry spinster. But her sister. cut her short:
 Never you mind. Judy! You just go and sit down and try and get ac- customed to silence so as to be ready to keep your Sheriff out of an asy- lum.' Athlyne. too. with ears pre- ternaturally sharp on Joys account, had heard something of the converse tion Looking over at his wife, he saw her face divinely rosy, and with a troubled. hunted look in her eyes. He too instantly waded into the fray.
 ''I say. let her alone you all. I hope they're not teasing you darling?" Joy, fearing that something unpleasant might be said. on one side or the other. made haste to reassure him.
 Then she closed his mouth in the very best way that a young wife can do-the way that seems to take his feet from earth and to raise him to heaven.
 THE END.
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