The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-03-08
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key from her pocket and unlocked the
door; but suddenly she remembered
that her father had told her that she
was not to permit any one to enter
the mill. She paused, with ner
hand on the key; but, thinking that
her fathers prohibition did not ex-
tend to q lady. she opened the ooor
and signed to Evelyn to enter. Eve
iyn went in and looked around her
with interest.
aHow sweet the flour SMELLS" she
said: "and how fine it isl" She took
up a handful and purposely let some
of It fall on her dress. mo wonder
You get powdered with it. At one
time 1t used to be quite fashionable
to powder ones hair; and ! thought
Yesterday you looked rather like
Marquise.'
Cara glanced sideways at the smil-
ing face.
you'll spoil your dress" she said;
it's hard work to get it out-What is
a.
IA foreign nobiewoman; it is a
title" Evelyn informed her. $50 that
Won see / intended a compliment.
Here are the books; I hope you win
Ike them; they are favourites of
mine"
Cara took them and read the titles,
the gravity of her face unrelaxed.
you don't mind my bringing
them 20 ventured Evelyn gently. "You
said you had none: and thought
You would like to have something to
read. If they don't interest you.
you must let me bring you some
others; but think you will like these.
And here are the flow ers."
Cara's hand closed on the bouquet
and her eyes lit mp. her lips parted,
n she drew a long breath. She did
, not exclaim on the beauty Of the
blooms, but, when she laid them on
the chest, her eyes dwelt on them
: almost caressingly; and Evelyn was
lost in startled admiration of the
beauty Of the girls face and its ex-
preston.
~You love- flowers; so do l." she
said at last.
Cara nodded.
s-They are beautiful" she said Ia
! conically. Then she f1ashed a glance
at Evelyn. and her ,brows grew
straight. did you bring me these
because I stopped your horses yes
terday2" she asked. drawing herself
! up with an air of hauteur of which
Evelyn herself would have been quite
incapable
NO." replied Evelyn swiftly and
! truthfully. 'T brought them because
I wanted to; because I am fond Of
reading myself and. somehow, ]
knew you would like to have the
MOWERS. You are not offended. Miss
Raven7"
no was the reply. after a mo-
ment's thought ""Thank you. I'm
not called Miss Raven; my names
Cara"
'What q pretty name!' said Evelyn
I'm call you by 1t, II you will let me-
And you must let me come again and
bring you some more books and flow
ers.''
Cara was silent and unresponsive
Evelyn did not know what to say
next; she was not repulsed by the
girls coIdness. for she knew that her
apparent insensibility was caused by
shyness. though Cara was apparently
self-possessed. Cara glanced through
the doorway.
''Eour pony, won't it run away?'
she asked.
"Oh. MOI" said Evelyn, relieved by
the breaking Of the oppressive 81
lence- Polly will be quite content to
remain where she is. while she car
nibble the grass; she only bolts wher
I'm in the jingle. You must CONS
for ride with me some day soon"
Cara regarded her steadily.
@.Perhaps," she said. II must ask my
FATHER"
At this moment a shallow fell
across the doorway, and Lemuel Ra-
ven himself appeared. He did no,
express any surprise at sight of Eve.
lyn, but, after regarding her fxedIy
with his keen black eyes, he raised
his soft hat with an air and a cour-
tesy which struck Evelyn as strange
in man of his class, and said, in his
soft voice:
Good day~
"Good morning. said Evelyn. "You
are MI. Raven, Cara's father? sup
pose she has told you how bravely she
came to our rescue yesterday"
Lemuel Raven shook his head and
smiled, glancing interrogatively a,
Cara. =
at was nothing" said Cara, not
alphabetically or with any embarrass-
rnent.
"Oh, but it was!" said Evelyn Gag
erly. "She stopped a pair Of rather
fresh cobs-stopped them beautiful
iy."
"Ah yes." he said, with a nod and
smile. Cara is strong"
His eyes wandered to the books and
the Mowers; and Cara, responding to
fha rlance said IN cxnta N a tion.