Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1909-06-17

We're to wait ten minutes or
So" She continued.
He produced his cigarette case.
eff You care to smoke it will seem
an excuse" He lighted his cigarette,
And then you may talk to me-" she
concluded calmly.
&c" would gladly if 1 could guess
what would interest YOU"
yourself. Tell me about yourself"
she commanded.
1T would bore YOU" he responded
tritely. confused.
no. You interest me very much"
She made the statement quietly. n
:emptuous of coquetry.
VERY well, then. [ am Philip Kirk
Mood, an American."
"Nothing more?"
Little worth 're%tailing.n
I'm sorry"
"Why?" he demanded, piqued.
Because you have merely indicated
that you are a wealthy A%merican."
"Why wealthy"
L iACI y va ~ lltlN & SOlIlC Kill La
life, a calling or profession"
"And you think | have none?"
Unless you consider it your voca-
ton to be Il wealthy American"
81 don't. Besides, I'm not wealthy.
In point of fact, r. He pulled up
short Oh the verge of declaring HIM
self a pauper. 81 am a painter"
Her eyes lightened with interest.
"An artist:"
81 hope so. don't paint signs-or
houses" he remarked.
Amused, she laughed softly. Il sus-
tected it," she declared.
Not really"
ut was your way of looking at
things that made me CUES 1.-THE
painters way. | have often noticed
it,"
CAS- if mentally blending colors all
the time?"
Yes; that a~nd-seeing flaws"
Il have discovered none" he told her
brazenly.
But again her secret cares We're
claiming her thoughts, md the gay,
inconsequential banter died upon her
scarlet lips as a second time her glance
ranged away. sounding mysterious
depths of anxiety.
Provoked, he would have continued
the chatter. Il have confessed" he
persisted. You know everything of
material interest about me. And your
self?'
II am merely Dorothy Calendar
she answered.
"Nothing more?" He laughed.
THAT is all, if you please, for the
present"
Il am to content myself with the
promise of the future?"
'"The FUTURE" she told him seriously,
SIS tomorrow, and tomorrow She
moved restlessly in her chair. eyes
and lips pathetic in their distress.
"Please. we will go now. if you are
ready"
II am quite ready, Miss Calendar"
He rose. A waiter brought the girls
cloak and put it in Kirkwood's hands,
He held it until, smoothing the wrists
of her long white gloves, she stood up,
then placed the garment upon her
white young shoulders, troubled by
the indetinable sense Of intimacy i'm
parted by the privilege. She permitted
him this personal service. He felt that
she trusted him; that out of her graft
tude had grown a simple and almost
I:1l:,I fD;+J, IN bic CnnnroSifv 0n1
cOnSideratenesS.
AS she turned to go her eyes thanked
him with an unfathomable glance. He
was again conscious of that esoteric
disturbance in his temples. Puzzled,
! hazilv a~nalyzing the sensation. he fol
lowed her to the lobby.
A page brought him his topcoat, hat
and stick. Tipping the child from
sheer force of habit, he desired q 81
| gantic porter, impressively ornate in
hotel livery, to call a hanson. To
rether they passed out into the night,
he and the girl.
Beneath a permanent awning Of steel
and glass she waited patiently, slen-
der. erect, needless of the attention
| she attracted from wayfarers.
A cab drew in at the block. The
porter clapped an arc Of wickerwork
over it's wheel to protect the girls
skirts. She assembled to the seat.
Kirkwood, dropping sixpence in the
porter's palm, prepared to follow. But
a hand fell upon his ARM. peremptory,
inexorable. he faced about, frown1ng
to confront a slight, Ratchet faced
man, somewhat under medium height
dressed in u sack suit and wearing q
derby we'll forward over his eyes
that were hard and bright.
"Mr. Calendar?" said the man tense
ly. II presume l needn't name my
business. Pm from the Yard
my name is not Calendar"
The detective smiled YEARLY. Don
be a fool, Calendar" he began. Blu
the porter's hand fell upon his Shout
der. and the giant bent low to brini
his mouth close to the others cal
Kirkwood heard i%ndistinctly his ow
name, followed by Calendars. and tn
words: Never fear. I'll point hir
out"
But the woman?" argued the az
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