Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1910-08-26
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now and again Of the tagging Clara or
Harry. she could nevertheless keep a
sly eve on the strangers equal prog
ress. The flash of jet, and the volu-
BILE, substantial shoulders of the lad
so profusely introducing him, were an
assurance of how hat pilgrimage
would terminate, since 1t was Ella
Butler who was parading him. she
even wondered before which OF the
ford pictures at the far, other n OF
the room, as before a shrine, the cere-
mony would take place.
She kept her eyes fixed O h
paintings before her, and as she
moved down from one to another, and
the voices of the approaching group
drew nearer, one separated itself from
the general murmur, SO clear, SO res
onantly carried, so clean-cIlpped on
the tongue, hat it stood out in syIIa-
bles on the blur of sound which was
Ella Buffers conversation. 1t had
color, that voice; it had a quality so
sharp, so individual that 1t touched
her with a mischievous wonder that
he dared speak so differently from all
the world about him. Then, six pic
lures away, h heard her own name.
why Flora Gilsey!" It was Elias
husky, boyish note. 1--WE been look
ing for you all the evening. How
d'y'do, Harry?" She waved her hand
at him. why, how d'y'do, Mrs. Brit
ton? 1 wouldn't let papa go to sup
per until I'd found you. Papa l said,
wait; Flora and Harry will be here
Besides" she had quite reached
F1ora's side by this time and commu-
nicated it in an impressive whisper, Il
want you to meet my E~nglishman."
She looked over her shoulder, and
largely beckoned to where the blunt
and f1orid Butler and his companion,
with their backs to what they were
supposed to be looking at, were ex-
changing an anecdote of Infinite
amusement.
Buffers expression came around
slowly to his daughters reckoning
hand, but the Englishman's face
seemed to flash at the instant from
what he was enjoying t what was
expected of him. In the flourish Of in
Productions, across and across, Flora
found herself thinking the reality less
extraordinary than she had at first
supposed. Now that Mr.. Kerr was
fairly before her, presented to her,
and taking her in with the same lively,
impersonal interest with which he
took in the whole room, "as it," she
put 1t vexedly to herself, Il were a
specimen pOked at him on the end OF
a pin,' it stirred in her a vague re
sentiment; and i~nvoluntarily she held
him up to Harry. The comparison
showed him a little worn a little bat
tered, a little too ~perfunctory in man
ner; but his genial eyes, deep under
threatening brows, made Harry's eyes
seem to stare rather cOldly; and the
fine form of his long, plain face, and
the sensitive line of his long, thin lips
made Harry'S beauty Rockwell, how
did it look? Hardly callous.
This mixed impression the two mer
gave her was disconcerting. She was
all the more ready, to be wary of the
stranger. She had begun with him il
the way she did with every ope-in
S~tinctively throwing out a breastWOrE
of conversation from behind which
she could observe the enemy. Blu
though he had blinked at it, he haC
not taken her up, nor helped her out
but had merely stood with his head
little canted forward, as if he watched
her through her defenses.