The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1910-09-06
CHAPTER II.
Continued.

fine opportunity to help two lovers to
happiness, and all girls were silly in
one way or another, she supposed.
She must overlook such trifing Inn
projections as these. If. it was not
going to be an easy task to override
these maidenly prejudices, why, so
much the better The more obstacles
in the path, the better was the thing
worth doing.
She got on her bicycle in high spir-
its and rode home.
Young Mrs Sandring, wandering
disconsolately round her beautiful
garden the same afternoon, was
thinking very much of these two; OF
Audrey's sudden affection for, the
pinafore girl as she called Tormen-
tilla, and of poor Michael Kenwor-
thy's hopeless love affairs. She had
heard a great deal of those love af-
fairs, and the young man so obviously
preferred now to spend his time talk
ing them over with her, instead of
trying to get work, or even to see the
beloved object, that she was growing
uneasy. She had, in fact, begged her
husband that very afternoon to take
her away for holiday. She was
beginning to think it would be wise.
1t was because she loved her husband
and wished to prevent annoyance to
him, rather than from the wish. to
spare another person pain and humil-
iation, that she wanted to go away,
but it was no good. She had tried
and failed. Things must go on and
take their chance. Afterwards, it
there should be row, it would be a
great comfort to feel that she had
for once-done her best to prevent
it,
1t was in this pleasant state of
mind that Michael Kenworthy found
her at six O'Clock when he came in
to talk about Audrey. She smiled at
him, however, with a smile which
completely TRANSPORTED her sulky lit
tie face, and Michael began to cheer
up at once.
His eyes were luminous as he
looked at her. She had been so kind
to him. Hour after hour she had
listened to his rawlings about Audrey;
had sympathized with his poverty,
Gained his jealous fears, prophesied
the best, and, of course, he was fond
of her. He ought to be, but she
couldn't help feeling that a moment
had almost come when their friend
ship should be weakened by absence,
and now Jack had refused to take
her away.
Where is Audrey to-day" she
asked.
Young Kenworthy was fair, clean
shaven youth of twenty-four or so.
His enemies said he was rolling
stone, and his friends that he was
wanting in application. AS for his
prospects, Audrey's cruel parents had
found them quite invisible to the
naked eye, and, taking an antiquated
and prejudiced view, had forbidden
even an engagement.
What is Audrey doing to-day"
Lise asked kindly.
II don't know" the young man re-
piled sadly. II never see her now,
unless / meet her here. And there's
your confounded brother-in-law-
beg your pardon, but you don't like
him either, do you?''
Eyes, I do" said Lise sharply.
cot course | am fond of Jacks only
brother. You mustn't say such ex-
Extraordinarily incorrect things about
me. And If Audrey loves you, NigePs
existence doesn't much matter, does
it? don't think Audrey slikes his
curious habits and the way newell,
she's little tiny bit of gourmande,
isn't she? It's in the family, rather,
and
''She has fairylike appetite" Mi
chael said quickly, for it was trait
he had much admired in her.
Eyes, Of course"-Lise smiled a
little. That's Just it, and it has to
be tempted Michael, honestly. do
you think any ones fairylike appetite
would be tempted by the things Nigel
eats? Braised spinach and carrot
outlets and curious limitations of meat
of all sorts. Can you really be jeal-
GUS of him when you think of him as
a man who calls you dear lady, and
wears sandals?"
"He doesn't call me dear lady,
said Michael warmly. "And I'd like
TO see him do it,
HE is prosperous. of course, F" she
went ON in sighting tones, "but he
doesn't spend his money. How can
an all-wooler and vegetarian enjoy
iefe? They can't. They're too busy
counting the times they mastfcate
their dreadful foods to enjoy their
meals. And they wouldn't let their
wives dress in the delightful way
Audrey does, because they have theor-
les about women's clothing. Awful
rational theories, you know, and balls
and theatres are taboced because of
the exhausted air, and artificiality of
the pleasure they give. Such dancing
as Nigel approves Of must be taken
under Gods blue sky illumined by
the twinkling candelabra Of the
blessed stars Nigel often says so.
Imagine IT,! II you've ever danced on
q well-rolled lawn, you'll be able to
guess what the kind Of field-dancing
Nigel would approve Of is like. And
in sandals, of course. Fancy Audrey
giving up her Louis heels and her
nineteen-inch waist. Oh, am sure,
quite sure, you haven't the slightest
reason to be jealous of Nigel
Michael laughed, then sighed.
You're very comforting, Mrs.