The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-12-17

before long.
81 don't understand you at all"
Margaret said less icily, but with the
sad little air of a woman who be-
lieves herself misunderstood. ut was
very odd yesterday, at the telephone,
you know-very odd indeed. l sup
pose you didn't realize it, And now,
this afternoon, you have evidently
been doing your best to keep Mrs.
Rushmore from leaving us together.
You would still be telling her stories
about people if l hadn't obliged you
to come out!"
YES" Logotheti asserted with ex-
asperating calm and meekness, 1--WE
should still be there"
You did not want to be alone with
me, l suppose. There's no other ex-
PLANTATION, and it's not a very flatter-
ing one, is it?"
81 never flatter you, dear lady," said
Logotheti gravely.
But you do! How can you deny
it? You often tell me that l make
you think of the Victory in the
Louvre"
ITS quite true. If the statue had a
head it would be portrait of you"
Nonsense! And in your moments
of enthusiasm you say that l sing bet
ter than Nine. Bonanni in her best
days"
yes. You know quite as much
| he
musician, and you began with better
voice. Therefore you sing better.
maintain it,"
"You often maintain things you
don't believe" Margaret retorted,
though her manner momentarily re-
Taxed little.
"Only in matters of business" an
swered the Greek with imperturbable
calm.
pray, is learning Tartar a matter
of business?" Her eyes sparkled
angrily as she asked the question.
Logotheti smiled; she had reached
the point to which he knew she must
come before long.
"Oh, yes" he replied with alacrity.
"Of course it is"
"That accounts for everything
since you are admitting that l need
not even try to believe it was man
whom l heard speaking"
ITO tell the truth, have some sus-
plcions about that myself" answered
Logotheti.
81 have a great many" Margaret
laughed rather harshly. And you be-.
have as if you wanted me to have
more. Who is this eastern woman?
Come, be frank. She is some one
from Constantinople, isn't she?
Fanariote like yourself, dare say-an
old friend who is in Paris for few
days, and would not pass through
without seeing you. Say so, for heav-
ems sake, and don't make such mys-
terry about it"
"How very ingenious women are!"
observed the Greek. IF had thought
of it might have told you that story
through the telephone yesterday. But
| didn't"
Margaret was rapidly becoming ex-
asperated, her eyes flashed, her firm
young cheeks Redeemed handsomely,
and her generous lips made scornful
curves.
Are you trying to quarrel with
me?"
The words had a fierce ring; he
glanced at her quickly and saw how
hn uTif fnnn
She was very angry.
IF / we're not afraid of boring you"
he said with quiet gravity, Il would
tell you the whole story, but" he
pretended to hesitate.
He heard her harsh little laugh at
once.
Your worst enemy could not &C
cuse you of being bore!" she re-
torted. "Oh, no! It's something
quite different from boredom that
feel, l assure you'll"
81 wish l thought that you cared
for me enough to be jealous" Logo
theft said earnestly.
"Jealous!"
No one can describe the tone Of in
dignant contempt in which thorough
ly Jealous woman disclaims the least
thought of jealousy with a single
word; a man must have heard it to
remember what it is like. and most
men have. Logotheti knew it well,
and at the sound he put on an express
sion of meek innocence which would
have done credit to a cat that had
Just eaten a canary.
I'm so sorry" he cried in a voice
like a child's. 81 didn't mean to make
you angry, / was only wishing aloud.
Please forgive mel"
'1f your idea of caring for a wom-
an is to make her Jealous"
This was such an obvious misinter-
probation of his words that she
stopped short and bit her lip. He
sighed audibly, as If he we're very
sorry that he could do nothing to APP