The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1911-04-29

she turned the copy IN ana nur-
Red uptown to a club meeting to
which she had been assigned, but
through the day the letter and her
answer haunted her thoughts and
she could not put them from her
mind.
1t spoiled her sleep, too, for she
could only toss uncomfortabIy
through half the night and rose with
heavy spirits and Ieaden head in the
morning. In the hope Of gaining
some relief she started to walk down
the avenue to the office.
She had scarcely turned the cor
ner nearest her apartment than she
anne to a dead halt, for coming
toward her was the man whose i'm
age had been revived 50 strongly by
he letter. For an instant she thought
hat it was all a part Of the waking
nightmare in which she had spent
he past t~wenty-four hours, but the
next moment Ned Darlington was
shaking her hand with a grip that
was anything but ghostly.
"I've been here a whole week." he
,ried, j~ubilantly, "but there were
some things to be done before |
.ooked you up. l was coming to
,all this morning. l did not suppose
hat you left for the office before ten
at least"
81 was not feeling well and l
thought that a walk might do me
good" she explained and Ned
turned and suited his pace to hers.
"Then by all means let Us walk"
he agreed, gaily. OTIS been a long
time since we used to walk together,
Agnes. l suppose that you don't
mind walking with a man in a hat
like thisS"
Agnes gave a glance at the light
soft Stetson that spoke Of the west.
"You look like a cowboy; but
you're not a cowboy to be ashamed
Of" she said with admiration. "You
seem to have stretched out and up,
Ned. Only your face is not changed"
prosperity" he explained. "After
we had our last talk l came to the
conclusion that you we're going to be
a better newspaper woman than
ever could be painter, so l Scrapet
my dollars together and went west
| happened to stumble against a yer,
real mine and I'm worth a pot o
money now. Are you still sticking
to your old Job and telling the love
lorn what they want to know"
That is only a part Of the worI
now" she explained. 81 can't seen
to get rid Of it."
"And you are still telling then
what you would do YOURSELF" h
asked, referring to the platform OIL
which Agnes had taken her Stanc
when the work wal first given to he
and which he had declared woulc
never do.
81 am still giving real advice,
she said with an attempt at her Of,
, gaiety.
"Then well go in here and get tn
, ring" he announced abruptly q
they came to a halt before a famou
jewelry store.
5 "Whst ring" sic asked in conf
= sion.
r For answer Darlington drew froI
e his pocket a folded paper and poin.
ed to the home page displayed on tn
: outside.
t 81 guess you wrote that" he saic
r quietly. 81 was afraid that 70
d might guess that | had the questio
Q sent in and chuck it into the was.
d basket. The girl Stenographer
d the hotel wrote it for me-"
Agnes glanced at the answer thi
It had stirred her so strongly. In
half dozen sentences she had al
It vised the writer that if the ma
l. could support her it was better thu
she should abandon her career tha
= that it should interfere with her Low
That's advice from an expert
lie reminded Ned, eIultantly. "a
d you ready to follow your own a
1t vice. ?" and Agnes proved her willin
l. ness by following him into the stol
ss wondering that the happiness s.
had counseled for another had su
denly become her own.