The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-07-20
A TRICK OF FATE
Copyrighted Pretty Little Love Story
A Pretty Little Love Story /

he asserted, 'if it were little and dark
and had brown eyes"
She sighed elaborateIy, I'm sorry my
eyes are blue
Did / make such mistake az that?"
He leaped forward with an alacrity that
iimpellcd her few steps backward. but
took long that sho accused him OF be-
ing sId blind; cn,v s,uu,.,. 10 u.. .,roost
"You must get used to being dazzled."
She replied with. spirit I'm a fixture
about this office"
He was meek. tits smoked glasses
I'm ready to take any letters"-she
was beginning. when the door opened and
the senior partner came In.
The elder man went out after while,
and she never talked to any man In her
life as she talked to him. But while she
was chattering her swiftest, laughing her
nerricst and coquetting with him in the
way that seemed to be natural ererves-
cence of her mood, her heart was beat
ing to the single refrain. ''He is coming
tonightr'
her presence all day long, and submitted
her to unobtrusive banter that she soon
grew to distinguish by his own term
"joshing," but he was careful not 10 IN
terfere with her work.
That night on her way homo, she perpe-.
trated the unheard-of extrnvagance OF
buying a bunch Of vioets, and later or
er sba e the IN tne one GOWN she
had afforded in two yaers, soft. rose
pink crepe. and tucking the .violets Into
The frelight famed and sparkled and
glowed he laZily heaped it with wood
or allowed it to flicker out.
Gracious! you are doing the thing up
br6wn!" he said irreleyantly once, gazing
about the queer room with It's faded mag
nihcence-
"Of course, am" she said. Fancy
I'm the only boarder In this wonderful old
tits the Last of the KnlckerboclSers'
business again.
He did Il great deal of the talking. for
still the strangling. thrilling sweet shyness
in a binding mist 1t WAS torture to
meet his eyes. Always 1t meant the sud-
den sweep downward OF her lashes and
ips He had suessed ali yer his she @ con
jectured, for he amused himself by hold
ing her eyes with his until the torment.
drowning the, the rapture there made mute ute
gaze away. only to return, fascinated, to
the charge again. At such times the
throb In her throat was so strong. and the
seemed as If her voice would never come
when she attempted to speak.
Fortunately they had much TO say at
first about the people of Worcester. who.
Crane acknowledged. had given him the
time OF his life in that pleasant week two
years ago. She could tell him much
had kept her well-informed Faithful to
her resolution, however. she did not men
ton Hclen's name. Nor did he. When he
left at $50 1t was with moro than one
flushed and sparkling face.
She stood for moment dreaming over
the wonder OF 1t all, when the bell rang
and suddenly. to her great surprise. Mr.,
n rta,, t.. \
stopped and stared. For the second time
that evening, a pair of masculine eyes
told her that she was fair,
breezIiy. as W If hs h Coming We WAS aieuree the most
natural thing in the world, "and 1 thought
Id look In on you Do you know what
I'm. going to do" he went on with a
rapidity that forcstalled any comment OF
hers. we can't waste a fire like that. I'm
going out and get pepper and some corn
and were going TO make some popcorn.
closed again.
Her mirth at the thought of trying to
BUY a cornpopper on Broadway was stll
dying away In little incorrigible smiles
when the maid let him in again. He re-
lated his adventures to her while he
opened his bundles. They included pound
o. butter, c1,,, because as he explained. he
melted butter, and huge basket con-
tanning fruit
She was delighted that he had come
| popped the corn and she, curiousl5
| enough, did all the talking. And how
! she did talk! She beat even her own rec
ord of their morning tete-a-t tete,
Merriam could not seem to get enough
| or her. His eyes did not follow and com.
pei her gaze as Cranes had. They dwell
on her with the same half wondering
haf- Wistful, wholly tender expression
that she had surprised In them thi.
morning. 1t seemed to be explained
when he exclaimed suddenly: "Oh, yo,
don't know how good 1t is TO see wo
man again when you've been two year:
| In the COW country"
In the next two weeks she saw littl,
Of Merriam, for he was sent on n bust
ness trip into the middle of the state
| But Crane came two nights later skipped
n night. then three in succession, skipped
n night, then constantly.
Olive was beginning to get over he
shyness. Now. occasionally, she dared t.
meet his eyes in a psychological, soul
! to-soul conflict. which he often tacitly
admitted to be draw by shifting hi!
! gaze.
For the most part. however. he still
did the talking. But even there she wa:
beginning to assert herself. And th,
drollness Of her point Of view. the swift