The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1910-05-06
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But it's rather the natural thing
lof people to Say OF such an engage
ment, she protested moment later
You know it is"
Nonsense! 1t isn't And what dc
you care what they say? Was there
ever a betrothal that was not the 81
nal-gun for a perfect volley of silly
chatter?"
She smonthed a crumpled frilI of
lace
Miss Winstanley has not been
here, she said significantly.
She's not in town. She left the
day before your engagement was an,
nounced. Didn't you know?"
NO, Oh, I'm so glad. | thought
she disapproved, And I'm so very
1ond OF her | couldn't bear"
Nothing of the sort. She'll write
you the minute she hears. of course.
She has gone off somewhere with a
sick friend and probably hasn't heard
the news yet"
How comforting you are. It's such
a relief to hear it, ! couldn't bear to
feel estrargod from her. The bishou
was very kind He sent me those
beautiful roses there"
"Wherc?' questioned | eagerly.
There on the table. Wasn't it odd
he Should have chosen Soleil dor
beauties? Why. where are they?" she
asked, as she turned to look at them,
and so to avoid looking at me.
They are in the south drawing
ROOM | replied gravely; I'll go and
get them"
l caught the glimmer in her eyes as
l passed her.
When | came back she was stoop-
ing so I could not see her face, but
she SPOKE softly, Il have asked Mr..
Ankony always to send me the paler
roses"
1t was the point beyond which l
could not keep my he'd nor my lips.
Barbara" cried out foolishly.
You know how I dislike remind
ers," she said quietly And ours has
been a misunderstanding
had got hold of myself again.
What die the bishop write your" |
asked.
ooh charming little note. He said
the most beautiful things in it."
1T is a part of his mission-to say
beautiful things
And how we'll he fills it! He is
such a dear"
so Mrs. Ankony says" I remarked
Mrs. Ankony?"
Mrs. Jack-wher he rides in the
park with Miss Streeter."
oh" and she smiled politely. How
many women smile politely when
their husbands relatives are men
toned!
"She is going to give a dinner for
me next week; | hope you are com
ing" she said.
mo, | had thought I would not"
ooh, perhaps you don't like her. Is
that it?"
Not at all was thinking entirely
of-myself"
She looked away. blushing dantily
81 wish you wouldn't" she protested
About the dinner; YOU mustn't come
II you don't want to, of course"
Il suppose | may as wcll get used
! to IT," | observed, more philosophical
ly than | felt. Il cant wipe myself
out entirely. you know. And yot
wouldn't want mo to, I'm sure"
She did not answer Signing gently
she leaned back in the battered ole
chair that had been her fathers ia
yorite. She looked slender and child
lsh ami deur !" ;aaL unalG and the
hrellght was exquisite on her hands
and gown and hair, but | thought nei
49, -" beneath its family ruudy
glow.
81 suppose you will go to the Cana
dian Rockies for your bridal rip?"
suggested presently,
mo, MOI" she cried sharply.
You always said you would like
that, you know
II have changed my mind
fingered an old Spanish cooking
not of copper that stood on the table
between us. That old Spanish cook
Ing-pot! How many times, in crucia
moments, we have bent to examine 1t
barbara and / There is not scratch
or dent on it's polished surface that
cannot see with my eyes shut
There is something | want you tt
understand" | said slowly, and thel
we won't talk any more about it"
"Ye-es?" she encouraged, rather
doubtfully.
1T is only that, no matter wha
comes, you are to remember that
hive not changed"
She put her hand to her throa
with gesture new to me, and full
Of main. why will your she pleaded
Don't, please DON'T"
"I don't want to hurt you, dear, l
can't matter to you one way or thu
,ther now. And you are to under