The Hattiesburg news. (Hattiesburg, Miss.) 1908-1917, 1910-01-17

coats. Yet all this Lucy had seen
just before lunch, as she passed the
study window where Dick Fellowes
sat waiting for the rector.
She had retired precipitately to the
shrubbery to cry. and had emerged
with what she flattered herself to be
an exceedingly-usual-rea
neutrality-suspicious. manner.
OF course, she overdid It,
Dick asked her if she was angry
with him. after 90 minutes of baf
fled effort to find her as usual.
Angry? Good gracious, memo!
Angry"
Now, what on earth had Lucy to be
angry about? Mr.. Fellowes, of all
people, never made her angry She
she never bothered to be angry with
people, unless-oh, 1t didn't matter
No, certainly she was not angry.
She laughed, laugh so unconvnc-
ing that Dan, the retriever, who had
followed them out into the garden.
parked at the sound of it. For 20
minutes the conversation was so
strained that it could scarcely be
called conversation at all. Then Dick
Fellowes-the afternoon being hot
grew aggrieved and fell asleep, which
was rude of him, and made Lucy
more furious than ever.
She sat perfectly upright. clutching
the arms of her chair, her eyes on the
pocket of his Norfolk coat. Her
whole soul was surged with one de-
sire to see that photograph, to look
for one tiny moment upon the fea-
lures of that vulgar, fuzzy-hared girl
whose outline she had family per-
ceived through the study window
She got up and took an angry turn
round the bed of roses. Here and
there she shipped off dead rose as
if it were the head of the girl whose
photograph was good enough to be
kissed-fuzziness and all.
When she returned to her chair,
Dick still slept, snoring little row,
and at his feet, Dan, the retriever,
worried something which he had I'M
lawfully appropriated in the absence
of his mistress.
1t was photograph, and from the
wide Norfolk pocket had it been
drawn gingerly with Dams teeth.
Lucy's heart thudded suffocatinplv
with excitement
Good dog" she whispered. put It
down-good dog"
And Dan. accustomed to obedience.
came and laid the photograph at her
feet.
She stopped swiftly, and picked it |
Up while the dog gamboled round har
skirts.
Mink. The fuzzy-haired girl was
'sleep on lawn with an open book
IN her lap, where she had obviously
'een snapshotted by the infatuated
)icl:
What a bold hussy-what a.
'ood gracious!" She clutched the
photograph. looking closer. Why tho
FEATURES dress was familiar-and
err face-oh. her face.
Qnite suddenly and Unexpectedly
ucy's heart beat new tune.
Dick couldn't have been so alb
lrd-and all that time ago too. Oh,
all things, what a little fool she's
cen. Poor, dear old Dick" And 10
n, ad libitum
A mere scribe finds 1t not within
IS province to describe Lucy's vote
ice. She was new woman. her
NIPPLES came and went. her bushes i
ept them company, S
Then he had cared for her all this
ng time, much longer than she'd +
ncied, and he was waiting to speak
I he'd got promotion. +
She tfpto%d on velvet feet to bis
lie and dfopDed the photograph
ntly back into it's gaping home.
Then she touched Dick on tbe G
oulder. Il
Dick" she cried-:Dick. you're q
FULLY bad company to-day-do Wake "
Here's tea. want you to see .
n begging for Devonshire cream nm u
tn olives--he loves it. but he only IL
Is 1t for treat when he's been-.er I,
specially good" IL
And Dick realizing dimly and ~
Ipldly, as man will, that magic 81
q been at work since he silent sen.
ly made no reference to the mast e
drew his chair near to Lucy's. and IN
,med all over. -. -