The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1909-09-09
CHAPTER yIu-(Continued)

CHAPTER VIII.-(Continued.)
II am quite ready to go whenever you
think BEST" was her composed answer.
u certainly think that if he shows any
anxiety for my presence it is only right
a. well as wise, to crafty it. But what
about shopping. and such like? l Sc
you are ready TO go out now"
"Oh, they are all small matters that
can be settled to-day l have to replace
some things that were marked with my
monogram or initials. Do you think that
i would seem at all remarkable if / were
70 turn up Ia bas,' with a brilliantly
new dressing-bag and writing-case? Mine
Aave my monogram on everything"
"Of course not How stupid in me moi
70 think of it. Come with me to Drew's
now. and let me get you bag"
She flushed a bit. "No, indeed, / did
not mean that. l have plenty of money
with me, and am going to amuse myself
wasting some of it all by myself. / dare
say that you could get me a cheque cash
Cd in the Office If wanted it,
"Oh, certainly" he agreed, dryly, Their
asked: Il suppose you are not getting
any supply of new clothesY
No. my mourning outfit is still new
and / should think, under the tircum
stances, all that is necessary"
Quite So" he agr, d, rather absently
Etrolling to the window. May have a
spray Of mignonette for my buttonhole,'
Certainly. if it's mine to give. It's
very nice having all these flowers about
i was thinking this morning that 1 had
never seen them put about a hotel room
before"
''Oh. told them yesterday to senC
some in. / thought we needed few aftel
the ST. Lawrence"
His tone was of the dryest. and hi,
back was turned, so that he could not SEE
The shy flush ON her face.
at was very nice in you to think o.
It." she murmured, softly.
well, l must be off to my solicitors.
he remarked. and with an uncomfortable
impression that she was ungracious, sht
assented: 'Yes, perhaps we shall ge
more done each on our own hook"
How sharp and dfsagreeable l an
growing 1t will soon show itself in m!
mouth and chin" she thought, bitterly, al
she settled herself in her hanson.
Perhaps it was some such sentiment o.
conjunction that made her give him 81
gracious a greeting when he reappearet
about dusk.
You look tired" she said. Come anc
sit by the fire and have some tea"
"And you look very comfy" h
said, cheerily, as he settled himself down
"A contrast indeed to the dismal, mudd!
81 4 l.
they are town. They are all that eve
went with evening Dress and it will tax,
. good dose of civilization yet before
tire of it."
Then you are rot homesick for tn,
prairies?" she asked, and having asked it
hooked az though she ielt the question to,
personal. He did not seem to take it so
though.
"No more prairies for me- Tomorrow
II will be the old Orkwell woods ant
lanes. You will like the place, know.
And then he went on to tell her NOR,
than he had yet done of his boyhoodi
surroundings and associations.
That night they went again to tn,
theater, doing so being apparently tn,
easiest solution of the problem of how {,
spend the evening in each others society
They were just leaving the house will
the crowd when Mathilde said with
start: "Oh. that is Captain Kerr"
1t was he, there was no doubt of il
coming towards them, and the centra
exit.
That he saw them also was certain, 70
The expression of his face changed from
the self-absorption of solitude in a crow,
into one of intense establishment, merg
ing into indignant contempt.
For a moment Mathilde felt his gag
resting upon her in judgment, with N
sign or word of recognition, then, abrupt
g wedging himself into the crowd i
front, he was lost to sight
They turned Z glance of silent question
TO each other. then Stewart muttered
fercely:
well, of all the impudence Here.
must go after him,'' And he would hav
dropped her arm if she had not held hi
the tighter
Would you make me the subject of
street brawl?" she said in a low, intens
voice.
Thus checked he busted himself in s.
lence, getting her into a cab, and in 81
hence they drove through the noisy streets
1t was not until they stood in the he
tel corridor that she spoke with a laugh
Il think that J shall go to bed, and d
gest at my leisure the pleasant opinio
which our friend has formed of me-"
Before God, he has no right to it 0
my honor, he knows the true facts"
The outward signs of wrath were gon,
but Stewards face was set in steady line.
and there was proud ring in his care
fully modulated voice.
Mathilde was unheeding. though.
'.Then he evidently doesn't like them.
she retorted with bitter laugh, as sh
turned TO go upstairs.