The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1910-08-23
CHAPTER l.
Continued.

COuLluu0u.
The girl leaned her elbows on the
window-seat and looked out. "I'm
not sure that you aren't right, after
ALL" she said with little laugh.
"You do make me see things in such
an interesting light. 1t will be rather
fun. / will look out. AS you say,
there are sure to be opportunities.
Malinder may be full of unexpected
joys, for all we know"
Something in her tone alarmed
Miss Green.
But, my dear" she said quickly,
al wasn't proposing an exciting new
game. 1t was hardly as fun that
recommended you to try to help
others"
mo, I known you wern't," said
Tormentilla thoughtfully. But you
never can tell where your lightest
words may fall and blossom, can you?
And I'll look out, l promise you,
GREENE, that I'll look out like any,
thing She flung back her plat and
stood looking at Miss Green with
happy, expansive grin. Her little
white teeth cleaned between her red
lips, and even if she was beginning
to feel rather worried about the pos
sible effect of her words, Miss Green
met her gaze with affectionate pride.
"You know you really are quite
handsome girl when you laugh like
that" she murmured with twinkle
in her eye.
"Ah, now you're talking" said
Tormentilla gaily.
CHAPTER. II.
Everyone thinks it such a sweet
name" said Audrey, with modest
pride. cts in Shakespeare, you
know"
Its Aot at all suitable one for
you," Tormentilla said abruptly.
Audrey was great, Jumping,
humping, country hoyden. And
you" She stared at the girl re-
fiectively. Glowing and smiling, and
as pink as i. rose, in charming sum-
mer frock, Audrey sat beside her in
the other corner of the wide window
seat; her little brown head leaning
back against the brown easement cur
tain; her little, slim, soft hand play
ing with the cord.
you arn't like that Audrey" Tor
mentilla pursued. "She was much
more like me; big and manipulating,
you see, and quite plain; while
you"
"Oh, but you mustn't say such
things. Not plain, really. You al
ways look so quaint, think, in that
charmingly unconventional Dress"
said Audrey pleasantly II said to
mother only this morning, Dearest,
said, isn't Miss Green--the young
Miss Green-quaint? do hope she
will wear the same dress when she
calls this afternoon said, and
mother said, oh, yes Really, she
did"
II shouldn't like to think that I
looked quaint" Tormentilla replied
hastily, with some annoyance. ii
shouldn't like to think 1. looked any
thing so silly. wear it because it's
so comfortable-for no other reason.
like to be comfortable.
Audrey's lovely blue eyes were full
of admiration.
"Oh, see you have IDEAS" she
said, and that's so unusual in girls,
isn't it? How splendid of you to be
able to live up TOTO anything! II
never can. I'm always hopelessly
like other people, and that's so tire
some, isn't it,"
Dolly" Tormentilla remarked, !
thoughtfully. She might have added
that Audrey was also rather. silly, |
but the girl was so pretty, so charm
ingly dressed, SO graceful and ele-
giant, and, above all, so flattering,
that her Stiffness was rather lost sight
of. 1t was not her words, somehow,
which fattered, but her eyes, her in
tent, enthralled expression, her con-
centrated attention, the constant, diff
fident appeal of her smile.
She took Tormentilla's empty cup,
refilled it, and threaded her way back
through the crowded room with a
81 dOOlul OOAtSItly WAiCu 1OTmSut1lldy
who would have knocked over at
least two tables and collided with half
a dozen chairs. could not but admire
and long to initiate.
Its lovely of you to say I'm like
your sister," Audrey said, as she sank
into her seat. do try that almond
cake. It's cake I've always been
going to make and never have some
how. think every woman ought to
be able to cook, don't you? 1t is such
a womanly accomplishment. Is your
sister Dolly like your"
"She is more unlike me than you
would believe possible for any human
being" said Tormentilla sharply, ain
ever possible way. She's lovely.
There have never been two opinions
about Dollys loneliness. And she
gets everything in the world by the
way she looks at you, and by the
helpless way she holds her hands.
And she uses her advantages in the
most INSCRIPTIONS way"
Audrey dropped her dark lashes
on her rose-leaf cheeks.
"Oh, but that's not quite nice. is
at?" she asked gently.
"It's not always quite nice for
other people. Tormentilla's eyes
were moody with memory.
you don't think that I'm like your