Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1911-08-07

shouldn't be surprised if this girl and
you were one and the same person
If so there was no generosity at all
in your landlords act He simply
made a gift to a lady he admired
We can all do that"
This statement seemed to interest the
girl immensely. Did he tell you her
manner" she asked.
81 think 1 would know It if heard it"
1T wasn't Claiborne. was it?"
Seems to me it was something like
that. Now. 1 remember; the first name
was Marcia"
The Iady's face was suhfused with a
becoming blush.
rs that your name?" asked the
stranger.
There was no reply. no need OF a
reply; the blush told the tale.
Il regret to have made real tres
pass" he added, mot on Mother Earth.
which we should all own in common,
or that part of it which Chenowoth
considers he owns. but on a private
affair of yours. Now let US turn the
subject on to something else.'
But Miss Cathornes feelings did not
| appear to be at all injured by the
ton to change the topic Of conversation.
what kind of looking person is
Mr.. ChenowothP' she asked.
The stranger glanced at her with
evident surprise.
why do you look at me that way?"
she asked, with slight blush.
when you first spoke of your land
lord
please don't call him our landlord
call him Mr.. Chenowoth."
well, when you first spoke OF Mr..
Chenowoth, you said his looks were OF
/ no especial moment"
81 said that his kind heart was of
! greater Importance"
"Well, all 1 have to say about Chen.
! owoth's appearance is that he is a
very ordinary looking man"
Tall or short?"
Rather on the beanpole order
something like me-"
'Intellectual?"
mo. A theorist; very Impractical.
There's a bit of romance in his COM
position: just the fellow to perpetrate
such thing as he has in your case"
Don't call it a thing, please; it's
very lovely"
A maid came to the door and said
the gardener would like to see Mr.
Chenowoth.
Mr. Chenowothr' This came from
Miss Claiborne The strangers face
took on a very disturbed look "NIr
FChenowoth is not here" continued
Miss Claiborne. "He 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 0ront
door, came to the drawing 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. I took a fancy to remain
incog. for awhile, and you've spoiled
it ALL"
II don't know what that is, sir
When did you get back?"
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 his lib
| crafty without detection, was quite
dumfounded at this exposure. He had
forgotten that the gardener always
went with the place. As for Miss
| no oil faIt cd
| 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.
Finally the man stole 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 ne had been led,
as it were, to the coping of a roof,
where he had danced along at a giddy
height with no more consciousness of
his position than n somnambulist. He
had been awakened by the gardener.
and now the question was, Would he
| lose his balanceI
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 inns
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.