The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-06
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 elderly man whose likeness of feature proclaimed him her father. was very tall. almost as tall as Loveland, who could be a six footer when he took the trouble not to slouch. She was slender in all the right places and rounded in all the right places, her waist being so slim that she seemed held together only by a spine and a ladylike ligament or twp, which means taultlessness of figure according to fashion plate standards. She had furnished auburn hair and magnificent yellow gray eyes rtmnned with dark flashes.
 Val said to himself that the mater would be pleased with daughter-in- Jaw of this type and that such girl would never make her husband asham- ed. He could not imagine falling in love with her hard briIliance.~ But sthen he wasn't going to America to fall in love. His intentions were strictly businesslike. And this girl was bound to be admired everywhere. Loveland's second choice might have been his first for some reasons and in fact she was his first by impulse, only she did not look as obviously an heir ess as sthe other. Neither was she so obviously a beauty, yet her charm Ieaped at the beholder with the brief est glance, especially if that beholder were man. She was not very tall, and she was slim slip of creature not in the least like a fashion plate, but suggestive of soft natural curves even in her navy blue tailor made frock-
 If she had been stagestruck and %H@ oh a theatrical manager would have found himself giving it to her, he hardly knew why-more because she said she wanted it than on the strength of her voice or form or features Then, having yielded so far to her magnetism, he would have said to himself: "Ehe isn't striking enough for the frent row or even the second. She must go into thea thiEd-'' And there she would have gone docflely. Yet the critics and all other men with eyes would have picked her out, and pres ently, she would have been more notic- ed than the beauties in the front row. By and by, when there arose a little part with a few lines to speak, she would have got it, and at last, in some way or other, 1t would have been she who was making the Init of the piece"
 Lord Leveland did not say anything of this sort to himself, but he felt a faint electric shock of interest every time they passed and repassed each other, though after the first she did not look at him with the big brown eyes that surely had the prettiest, most bewttching flashes ever seen-
 Val made up his mind at last that he would walk no more, but would sit down and think questions over- Be sides, for some moments the enchant- ing girl in the navy blue frock had ceased te fit to and fro. Therefore he went toward the sheltered corner where he knew his deck chair was waiting for him and to his extreme surprise found her comfortably in- stalled in it.
 For a moment Loveland was more eonceited than he had ever been in his life, which is saying not little. He told himself that the girl must have found out who he was and that this was her artfu1 way of scrapfng ac- quaintanee. She had taken possession of his chair with his name upon it, waiting for him to come and claim his property and expecting the conversa- ton which would be sure to follow.
 He was conscious of shock of dis appointment In spite of the witch ing, curled eyeIashes he had not fan cied her that sort of obvious. flirting girl. and. like other spoiled young men, a conquest which fell to him easi. ky was less worth making. Neverthe less be still wanted to know her.
 The chair next to his was unoccu pied, though usurpers were warned of by the name of "Mr. James R Smythe'' boldly painted in black let ters acToss the back Stretching ava! to the left was a row of Smythe chairs which Val did not trouble to count He merely received the impression O a large family of impending Smythe and was glad that they were not as sembled- Risking the avalanche O. Smythehood which might overwheln him at any instant, he sat down il the empty chair next to his own, ex pecting the girl to glance up and dow and futter the coauettish lashes. IT his bewildermeQt her tactics were nor subtle She did not look up at all, bu calmly went on reading her book, volume of disagreeably tntellectua suggestion.
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