The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-16

Fanny"
Fanny" she echoed, and putting her
other hand over his. she boxed up,
laughing in a feeble. foolish way.
'Fanny!-oh. David, dear, dear David.
what millions Of lives I've lived since
them
She laughed again. her head rolling
against the high back Of the chair, but
he saw she vas weeping too.
''Be careful" he whispered, hearing
a sound somewhere. Everything IL
news 70 the papers. We don't want
them 20 make paragraphs about Us"
She rose quickly, brushed the tears
back. and here eyes flashed under the
worn eyelids.
You're right. If they'd heard you
call me Fanny" she finished with a
conclusive wave of the hand, .hen eyed
him longingly. Bad for you, Too,
David? Let me look at you" She
held him off. You're one Of the big
men here. Rich. ehe"
Yes" he said, Il am a rich man."
rs the music finished? OF course
you made your fortune some other way.
Lumber. / suppose. up heTe7''
Lumber" he nodded, adding, I sill
play for pleasure"
You would" she said dreamily. her
fingers strOking the shining fur sleeve
In an absent way. Wife Of course
very Fashionable. Daughters. too. Ell e?
Or is il a son of at school? Have you
these things as we'll as a fortune and a
new name?' A benignant look deep
ened in her eyes "Oh. 7 want to hear
that you have everything " thought
Of you a great deal lately-thst I might
one day meet you-and ] dreaded fnd-
ing YOU poor. lonely. That would have
hurt me terribly"
Il am very fortunate" he said stead
lily I've all the blessings you speak
Of"
I'm so glad" she said joyfuuy. add
ing with droll look "A wife who
wouldn't know me. Of course-the sort
we used to call a Phiiistine perhaps
Yes? An. old boy. I wasn't CRITICS.
ing" she added quickly. I've come TO
believe that the Philistines hold to the
real things. We used 10 sneer at them
in our wild days''-she sat down on the
arm of a chair and her eyes held
dream as she looked past him-"but
oh. they have the real things-the
Philistine Women-hOmes. husbands
babies" she looked down at the toe
Of a brilliantly spangIed slipper. Il
never mad any baby but Milly.
Her maid came in, and with a change
to q light, gracious manner that
showed her art, she said
You'll take of your heavy coat, Mr..
MIR. Brett? Oh please! I don't often
meet such an old and dear friend-so
you'll dine with me-yes. you will-no
refusal! I have a light dinner at s.
only few moments Off. and Wen have
! time for a good talk"
The wonderful intimate moment
came and he sat opposite her once
more. They could say what was in
| their hearts, for she dispensed with
the attentions OF the maid after the
salad was brought on. The small table
was radiant with the china and silver
which always went with her. The low
! candle flames made a confidential and
I hay nimbus about them. the rest OF
/ the car subdued to a pink gloom. The
4 gardenias and violets were strewn o-l
/ the cloth.
In one old. Italian wine OF deep am
I Der they drank 20 many things. Tc
/ how many indeed, to days Of poverty;
London days; lean. attic days; days oil
/ cheap dinners in fusty, Soho hooks. tt
! days in the country; hopeful. ambi.
tious days; cold, fresh morning IN sea
blown lanes; suppers in the long twi-
lights with dish washing afterwarC
when he washed and she dried. AND
the peat fires, and his playing at nigh
rain outside. freight within. Did h
remember? And the mushrooms thu,
used 10 gather in the meadow back o.
the house in autumn afternoons wheT
the naples were yellow against
metal-gTay sky And the summer da1
when he photographed her standing
| with the baby In her arms among tn,
tall wheat. Did he remember? Yes
he remembered very well.
She seemed to grow younger each