The Democratic advocate., 1909-06-11

be ricn and-and different, ana rnar
VIII end my chance, which always was
mighty poor, wasn't It, dear2 If it
wasn't you'd say one word, and then
/ wouldn't feel SO entirely down and
out as win be II you 90 without say
ing it,
She had not said the word, and SO
she was quite free as far as Tom was
concerned. to marry Hills Hubbard If
she chose. With start she came
back to reality and the sound OF his
voice.
''You can understand that everybody
is watching Miss steuben with a great
deal Of interest. But there is no doubt
in my mind that the Englishman win
win out"
what makes you think SOP Mildred
asked.
because. That's a woman's reason,
/ know; but, as say, It involves a
good deal. The American, you see, has
only his business prospects and for the
present an average living. The Eng
lishman has fine old home, ancestry
Of the best, acres and tenants and
coronet about TO descend upon his aris-
tocratlc head
Mildred sighed and looked again at
the girl in blue. she was very pretty
as she stood with her back TO a great
mass OF daffodils particularly, but now
something about them set her heart 20
beating quickly with memories Of
home. A month later there would be
great showing OF them in the little
garden she and her mother tended.
The dear, dear thlngsl Nell had or
dered them simply because they look
ed well against the wall paper OF her
drawing room, but to Mildred's girlish
fancy they were vital, appealing. They
meant home, the country, springtime
yes. and Tom, walking toward her. bis
face full Of joy NJ sight Of her.
oh, they had no business to be here
In this koi. crowded room. jostied by
furs and vclvsts, simple, open mfr bios.
SONS that they wercl No one nppar.
entity was aware Of them save herself
aud the girl IN blue, who had druwn
ono from the jar and was pulling n 10
pieces.
A woman came across the room, sci
her cup down upon the table. smiled
NJ Mildred md leancd toward Iilis
Hubbard
q harc something u tell you which
/ iusl now heard on the best author.
iiy." she said "You have lost your
wngcr. my dear boy Love wins Miss
Bertha stcuben mnrrics the American
after all
lis that posstbleT be exclaimed. II
would not have believed It ~ her"
Nor l. Thank you. no more tea. my
dear Miss Verrei am Just leaving 4"
She made her adleus and passed On
RayIy. MIidrcd's eyes. with now OK.
preston In them. were again on the
glrl in blue
lie turned sharply,
"Yon would do it yourselfT
Yes" Mildred said.
lie studied her a moment
Yes. believe you would ha said.
but IN your case there arc no parallel
circumstances May | come tomorrow
when sou are alone. dear. ard explain
10 you what mcanr
Mildred turned white, but shc faced
him braveiy
"No." shc gaaped mo II would be
n no uNs You aee. I have just made
up my mind 10 SO home tomorrow, IT'S
the best place for me, think. and
they want mc. father and my mother
and She stopped abruptly. with q
vivid biuah.
"Ah. I sccF' Iiilis Hubbard said he
looked very straight before him for an
inafant
Ia Miidrcds ears were ringing the
absurd old nursery rhyme with which
Tom had tecsci her before she set
forth to visit her cousin Nell
pAay Down nniy has aune up 10 town
I in her yellow petiieeat and her green
euwn.
but .Dowu,Dilly was going
home from town to be happy with her