The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1910-12-02
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GUEST
QUESNAY
Harrington
Copyright. t90S. NY chine Mcclure CO@pamy
~ Copyright 1907 1905 BY the RidS~ay Comnan,

her sketch box In order. You don't
realize that Mrs. Hartman and 4 are
quite hurled upon each other at Cues
nay. being TWO ravishingly intelligent
women entirely surrounded by large
bodies OF elementals. She has told me
great deal of herself since that first
evening. and l know-well, l know
why she did not come back from Dives
this afternoon. for instance"
"Why?" I fairly shouted.
She slid her sketch into a. groove In
the box. which she closed. and rose to
her feet before answering.
81 might tell you some day." she
said indifferently. "if l gained enough
confidence i'm you through association
in daily pursuits"
MY dear young lady," L cried with
real evaporation. II am a working
man. and this is q working summer
for mer'
do you think I'd spoil it2' she
urged gently.
"But get up with the first daylight
to paint" protested. land i paint all
day
Oliver Saffren had come in from the
road and was crossing to the gallery
steps. He lifted his hat and gave me
quick word Of greeting rs he passed.
and at the sight of his flushed and
happy face my riddle was solved for
me. Amazing as the thing was. had
no doubt Of the revelation.
-
had gone. 81 won't have to take pupils
to get the answer to my question
now"
1t was evening when / heard SAT-
fren's voice calling my name.
Here" ! answered from my veran-
da, where I had just lighted my second
cigar.
mo more work tonight! All finish
cdr he cried jubilantly, springing
down the steps. "I'm coming to have
talk with you.
81 won't sit down." he said. "Pll
walk up and down in front of the We
randa lie it doesn't make you nervous"
For answer merely laughed, and he
laughed. too. in genial response, con-
tinuing gayly:
"Oh, it's all so different with me!
Everything Is. That blind feeling
told you Gifts all gone. I must have
1een very babyish the other day. L
don't think could feel like that again.
It used to seem to me that l lived
penned up i'm d circle of blank stone
walls. couldn't see over the top for
myself at all, though now and then
Keredec would boost me up and let me
get little glimmer Of the country
roundabout, but never long enough to
see what it was really like. But it's
not so now. Ah'-he drew a long
breath-"Pd like to run. i think /
could run all the way to the top of a
pretty fair sized mountain tonight and
then"-he laughed-"jump Off and ride
on the Clouds"
He paused in his sentry so, facing
me, and said in low voice:
1--WE seen her again"
Eyes; know"
"But that's not ALL" he said. his
voice rising little. II saw her again
the day after she told you
you Q1Q! murmureQ.
ooh, tell myself that it's a dream"
he cried, that II can't be true, for 1t
has been every day since then! That's
why haven't Joined you in the woods.
i have been with her. walking with
her, listening to her, looking at her,
always feeling that it must be unreal
and that | must try not to wake UP.
She has been so kind-so wonderfully
beautifully kind to me"
"She has met you?" l asked, think
ing ruefully OF George Ward, now on
the high seas in the pleasant company
OF old hopes renewed.
'She has let me meet her. And to-
day we lunched at the inn at Dives
and then walked by the sea all after
noon. She gave me the whole day
he whole day. You see"-he began to
.r.p ngain-"you see, was right, and
y,tu We're wrong. She wasn't offend
~ she was glad-that / couldn't help
speaking to her. She has said So"
do you think" | interrupted. that
she would wish you to tell me this?"
"Ah. she likes your he said so heart
lily anu appearing LuGdltN LIE ~ F'''tl'
fed with the completef ess of his re-
DIV that | was fain to take some sat
lsfaction in 1t myself. What ! want
ed most to say to you" he went Oh.
lis this: You remember you promised
to tell me whatever you could learn
about her and about her husband"
Il remember"
ITS different now; don't want you
to-" he said. Il want only to know
what she tells me herself. She has
told me very little. but know when
the times comes she will tell me every
thing. But | wouldn't hasten Ii.
wouldn't have anything changed from
just this!'
"You mean
II mean the way it Is. IL I could
hope to zee her every day, to be I'm
the woods with her or down BY the
shore-oh. don't want TO know any
thing but that"
mo doubt you have told her," ven
tured, IN good deal about yourself"
and was instantly ashamed OF myself.
I suppose spoke out OF sense OF
protest against Mrs. Harman's strange
lack OF conventionality.
I've told her all know" he said
readily. and the unconscious pathos
or the answer smote me. "And all
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