Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-12-18

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Copyright. 1919. by American Press
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Of the Glofre de Dion triumphs. ooh.
tomorrow, please come quickly!"
| A thorn caught her skirt as she was
In the act Of moving on.
MAY heip?" asked Burton Ten
pie, advancing. Unknown to her he
had been reading in the little vine COW
cred pagoda opposite. Cato at his feet.
Together they extracted the skirt. a
fragile texture transparent with lace.
a faint perfume IN it. He noticed that
she wore porte bonheur on her arm
with turquoise in it. 1t made the
skin look white. or the skin made it
look blue. The petty common seryice
broke the spell of formality which
usually existed between them in the
library.
Are you going farther down the
path? May walk with you?" be
asked. and. having received the assent
of her head and nonchalant If you
WISH he began:
DO you know what l was thinking
about. Miss Dale. as l sat there in the
pagoda? was wondering where |
had met you before. Since the very
first day you came have often won
dered that. l have seen you before
oh. no, there is no doubt about it-but
where can't recall"
"In some other incarnation, dare
say" laughed she. WAS it when we
were swinging from trees or not so
long ago as that? Could it''-yes, she
would tempt the fates and be down
right courageous-"could it have been
in the days when was in the
Exchange building. One meets so
many
"The Exchange building? All. pre-
ciscly! l recall it all now. and how
used to find myself unwittingly !oos-
ing for yc,, after that first day. But
was called south, and when came
back you had vanished He spoke
reminiscently.
1.-The first day? l don't quite under
stand" queried she.
Il was coming down in the elevator.
harried to death. my mind in a fright
full state Of turmoil. l found you
&o1,I nd
ner, and looked directly into your
eyes" He studied her now with a
smile serious and tender. II looked.
and it was like bathing ones face in
pool Of spring water. after hot
journey" he ended simply.
It came back with such unmistaka-
bic viridness to Anna that she spoke
spontaneously:
You did look worried"
"Oh. you remember. toc?" he cried.
Il can't tell you how glad thas makes
me. couldn't get you out of my mind
somehow. You see. nevc: did get
you out Of my mind. Some faces stay
with us. Yours stayed"
The woman beside him had become
very grave, feeling the beat Of her
pulse quicken with the distant surge
of strange joy. a joy indistinet as
the trenor of all unrisen sun. vet all
pervasive. Realizing her danger. deft-
" she veered her mood.
Eyes, l passed our old elevator boy
on the street few months ago. she
remarked casually. stopping to pat the
mastifr's head. II remembered his face,
too though 1t had been over decade
since saw him."
The mans face was rueful as he nod
ed appreciation Of her tactics.
Below them was the broad expanse
Of the Hudson, scintillatins as sap
phire in the glow of the summer after
noon. A yachting party steaming up
river waved hats and handkerchiefs ut
them in pure good fellowship. 1t seem
ed good to be alive. Temple pulled
two chairs under the shade Of the
trees. aud they sat down. In the dis
lance the Gifts Of the Palisades rose
and beckoned alluringly.
do you know what used to call
them. those cltffs?" said he. seeing his
companions eyes upon them. My
enchanted palaces. When I was q
child the palace Of enchantment meant
the future, the mysterious. ineffatle
future when should be grown up,
when I should be . man, when the
world would be my garden, the world
and life and all their riches mine to
explore, to adventure In. And, oh, the
people by whom the world and the tn
ture were Inhabited, the cavalcading
knights, the lovely princesses! Love
and glory and all manner of romance.
I had them for the wishing. Did you
ever have such an enchanted palace,
Miss Dale? asked he whimsically.
EYES," acQnieseed she softly, falling
in with his mood, the sympathetic
bond which always asserted itself
when she was not on guard, drawing
her once again. "Oh. yes: I, too.
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