Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1910-05-18

able odor of broiled chicken!
"Oh!" she said quickly; and then,
ooh! l thought you were jenkins"
"Timeo Donaos-what's the rest of
it?" I asked, rendering my offering.
"You didn't have any dinner, you
know" 1 sat down beside her. "See,
Til be the table. What was the old
fairy tale? Little goat bleat; little
table appear!' I'm perfectly willing
to be the goat, too"
She was laughing rather tremu-
lousy.
I'VE never do meet like other peo-
pie, do We?' she asked. I'VE really
ought to shake hands and say how
are you"
II don't want to meet you like other
people, and I suppose you always
think Of me as wearing the other fell
lows Clothes" 1 returned meek1y.
"Pm doing it again; 1 don't seem to
be able to help it. These are Grang-
ers that have on now"
She threw back her head and
laughed again, joyously, this time.
ooh, it's so ridiculous she said,
"and you have never seen ne when
was not eating! It's too prosaic!"
(Which reminds me that the chick
en- is getting cold, and the ice warm"
l suggested. cat the time, I thought
there could be no place better than
the farmhouse kitchen-but this is.
I ordered all this for something
- - fh0
sand, the stars"
How alliterative you arei" she
said, trying to be fippant. "You are
not to say anything until 1 have had
my supper. Look how the things are
spilled around!"
But she ate nothing, after all, and
pretty soon I put the tray down in
the sand. l said little; there was no
hurry. We were together, and time
meant nothing against that age-long
wash Of the sea- The air blew her
hair in small damp curls against her
face, and little by little the tide re-
treated, leaving our boat an oasis in
a waste Of gray sand.
eff seven maids with seven mops
swept it for half year
Do you suppose, the walrus said, that
they could get it clear?"
must have known 1 was going TO
speak. l held her hand, and as long
as l merely held it she let it lie warm
in mine But when raised it to my
lips, and kissed the soft, open palm,
she drew it away without displeasure.
Not that, please" she protested,
and fell to whistling softly again, her
chin in her hands. 'T can't sing" she
said, to break an awkward pause,
land 20, when I'm ndgety, or have
something On my mind, l whistle.
hope yea dca't dislike it?'
II love It" asserted warmly.
did; when she pursed her lips like
that was mad to kiss them.
II saw you-0t the station" she
said suddenly. "You-you we're In
hurry to go" I did not say anything,
and after pause she drew a long
breath. Men are queer, aren't they"
she said, and fell to whistling again.
After awhile she sat up as if she
had made a resolution. ct am going
to confess something" she announced
suddenly you said, you know, that
you had ordered all this for something
you-you wanted to say to me. But
the fact is, fixed it all-came here,
I mean, because knew you would
come, and l had something to tell
you. 1t was such a miserable thing
needed the accessories to help me
out"
"I don't want to hear anything that
distresses you to tell,' l assured her.
81 didn't come here to force your con-
fidence, Alison. 1 came because l
couldn't help it. She did not object
to my use of her name.
"Have you found the-your pa
pers?" she asked, looking directly at
me for almost the first time.
"Not yet. We hope to-"
''The-police have not interfered
with you?"
"They haven't had any opportunity"
1 equivocated. "You needn't distress
yourself about that, anyhow"
"But I do. 1 wonder why you still
believe in me? Nobody else does"
IT wonder" I repeated, why I dol"
eff you produce Harry Sullivan"
she was saying, partly to herself, land
if you could connect him with-Mr.
Bronson, and get full account OF
why he was on the train, and all that,
tit would help, wouldn't it?'
/ acknowledged that it would. Now
that the whole truth was almost in
my possession, I was stricken with
the old cowardice did not want to
know what she might tell me. The
yellow line on the horizon, where the
moon was coming up. was broken
bit of golden chain; my heel in the
sand was again pressed on a wom-
ans yielding fingers; l pulled myself
together with a jerk.
Ordnr that what Won fell