News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1911-12-20

did 1t, though the afternoon wore on
and Dan, pursuing his old trails, wan
dered from worldly meeting place to
worldly meeting place. Finally, toward
six o'clock, he saw the lengthening
shadows steal into the woods Of the
Bots de Boulogne, and in one of the
smaller alleys, where the green
trunked trees of the forests were full
of purple shadows and yellow sun
discs, Pickering down, he picked ur
small iron chair and sat himself
down, with a long sigh, to rest.
While he sat there watching the
end of the alice as it gave out into
the broader road, beautiful red mo
tor rolled up to the conjunction OF the
two ways and Lefty Lane, in a sum
mer frock, got out alone. She had a
flowing white veil around her head
and flowing white scarf around her
shoulders. AS the day on the Thames,
she was all in white-like a dove. But
this time her costume was made vivid
and picturesque by the coral paraso
she carried, a pair of coral-colored
kid shoes, around her neck and fall
ing on their long chain, she wore his
coral beads. He saw that he observed
her face before she did him. All this
Dan saw before he dashed into the
road, came up to her with something
like a cry on his lips, bareheaded, for
his hat and his stick and his plcVes
| were ny his chair in the woods.
Lefty Lanes hands went to her
heart and her face took ON a deadly
pallor She did not seem glad to see
him. Out of his passionate descrip.
ton of the hours that he had been
through, of how he had looked for
her, of what he thought and wanted
and felt, the actress made what she
could, listening to him as they both
stood there under the shadows of
the green trees. Scanning her face
for some sign that she loved him, for
it was all he cared for, Dan saw no
such indication there. He finished
with:
"You know what Ruggles told you
was lie. Of course, I've got money
enough to give you everything you
want. He's a lunatic and ought to
be shut up"
at may have been lie, all right"
she said with forced indifference,
1--WE had time to think it over. You
are too young. You don't know what
you want" She stopped his protesta.
tons: well, then, am too old and
I don't want to be tied down."
When he pressed her to tell him
whether or not she had ceased to
care for him, she shook her head
slowly, marking on the ground fine
traeery with the end of her coral par
asol. He had been obliged to take
her back to the red motor, but before |
they were in earshot of her servants |
he said:
'Now, you know just what you have |
done to me, you and Ruggles between
you. For my fathers sake and the |
thing l believed in I've kept pretty |
straight as things CO." He nodded |
at her with boyish egotism, throwing |
all the blame on her. II want you to
that from now, right now,
I'm going to the dogs just as fast as
I can get there, and it won't be very
gratifying result to anybody that ever
cared"
She saw the determination on his
fine young face, worn by his sleepless
nights, already matured and changed,
and she believed him.
paris" he nodded toward the gate
~ 1n 11rhioI |
Paris, SIS the place to begin in-right
here. A man." he went on, and his
lips trembled, can only feel like this
once in his life. You know all the
talk there is about young love and
first love. Well, that's what I've got
for you, and Pm going to turn it now
right now-into what older people
warn men from, and do their best to
prevent l have seen enough of
Paris" he went on, these days
have been looking for you, to know
where to go and what to do, and am
setting off for it now"
She touched his arm.
NO." she murmured. mo, boy, you
are not going to do any such thing!"
This much from her was enough for
him. He caught her han and cried
Then you marry me. What do we
care for anybody else in the world?"
go back and get your hat and stick
and gloves" she commanded, keeping
down the tears.
mo. no, you come with me, Lefty;
I'm not going to let you run to your
motor and escape me again."
d GO; I'll wait here" she promised
Il give you my word"
AS he snatched up the inanimate
objects from the leaf-strewn ground
where he had thrown them in despair,
he thought how things can change in
pale face on which there marks of ut
a quarter of an hour.
Jubilant to have overcome the fate
which had tried to keep her hidden
from him in Paris, he could hardly be
ieve his eyes that she was before
them again, and, as the motor rolled
INTO the Avenue des Acacias, he asked
her the question uppermost in his
mind:
Are you alone in Paris, Letty?"
Don't you count@