The Press., 1911-09-06

that Now. remember: the frst nam.
was Marcia. ''tYr
The Iady's face was snrfuscd With .
becoming blush.
sis that vour name2" asked III.
stranger
There was no reply, no need Of :
reply: the blush told the tale
81 regret to have made real tres
pass" he added. mot on Mother Earth
which we should all own In corom0n
or that part OF 1t which Chenowoth
considers he owns. hut on a private
affair of yours Now let us turn the
subject on to something else
/ But Miss CathOrne's feelings did NOT
appear to be at all injured by the
treapass. and she showed no disposi
ton to change the topic of conversation
"What kind OF a looking person 10
Mr.. ChennwothY" she asked
The stranger glanced at her with
evident surprise.
why do you look at me that way p
she asked. with n slight blush. ill.,
"When you first spoke of your land
lord
"Please don't call him our landlord
call him Mr.. Chenowoth."
'FWeIl.7 when you first spoke of Mr.
ChenOwoth. you said his looks were OF
no especial moment"
II said that his kind heart was of
greater Importance"
''WcIl. NIL have to say about Chen,
owOth's appearance is that he is q
very ordinary hooking man"
'"Tall or short2'
"Rhtber on the beanpole order
something like me-"
'Tnt"IlpctuaIP"
"NO. tAcorist; very impractical.
There's bit Of romance in his com.
position: just the fellow 10 perpetrate
such thing as he has in your case"
"Dnnt call 1t a thing. please: it's
very lovely"
A maid came to the door and said
the gardener would like to see MIR
Chenowoth
"Mr. Chenowoth! This came from
Miss Claiborne The strangers face
took on a very disturbed look. "Mr.
Chenowoth Is not here" continued
Miss Claiborne ''Hn may be here.
though some time next week"
David says, miss. that he saw Mr.
ChenOwoth coming up the walk with
you"
The lady looked puzzled. The stran-
ger arose from his seat, walked to a
window and looked out The gardener,
who had been standing at the front
door, came to the ORA wing room, and,
making his way to the stranger. said
enthusiastically:
"How do you do, Mr.. Chenowoth?
I'm mighty glad to see you back to
the old place. SIR"
David" said the stranger, Offering
the gardener his hand. you've given
me away. took q fancy to remain
incog for awhile. and you've spoiled
It all
~ don't know what that is. sir
When did you get backT'
During this bit of welcome landlord
and tenant were. to say the least. an
interesting sight Chenowoth, who had
drifted into the deception and thought
that he could give the cause Of Ills lib
erality without detection, was quite
dumfounded at this exposure. He had
forgotten that the gardener always
went with the place AS for Miss
Claiborne, she turned alternately red
and white and didn't seem to know
whether she was herself or some one
else. When Chenowoth got rid of the
gardener the two stood at either end Of
the room. both studying the figures of
the rug. #H zss f~s
Finally the man stole a side glance
at the woman. Then he stole another
and another There was no evidence
In her appearance that she would re-
open the conversation He must do so
himself But what was he to say? He
had never intended such a denouement
1t had all been so delightful, this talk
ing about himself to one who did not
recognize him, that he had been led
as II were. to the coping of a roof
where he had danced along at giddy
height with no more consciousness of
his position than a somnambulist He
had been awakened by the gardener
and now the question was, Would he
lose his balance?
Presence of mind saved him. He
had brought on a premature love af
fair. The only thing to save him was
to push forward to an immediate eli
max. Since he could not think of any
thing to say that would unite the knot.
he yielded to an impulse Of something
to do, This was well, for In love i'm.
pulses in the right direction are trump
cards He walked slowly across the
room. and as he did so she half turned
from him. Coming up behind her, be
took her hand.
1t was not withdrawn.