The Dolores star., 1912-08-09

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A. for hin. ~ had bssa - . son
10 The Boatinss svsr since - could
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They rot thrcugh ~ meal perfume.
legily and when Il was over the two
youngsF men went Oh arm u arm 70
he telegraph once, while Pearl went
TO have good cry In her mothers
room.
Dolores 0tuyvesant walked . httls
apart. Her grief was deep also: but.
10 he bad not given her tho precious
right to show Il. she would keep II
TO herself. 30 she crept away to the
deserted croquet lawn behind the no.
tel, and sat down on . rustic bench
facing the SEQ.
A heavy step crushed the gravel
path. and hastily her handkerchief
went TO her eyes % she gave . very
creditable imitation Of . sneese.
Then she looked around. Old Bon.
tine was looking 1t her with eyes full
Of sympathy.
"Eh. my dear. It's bad business
what!" And he sat down beside her.
"Oh. dreadful. Mr.. Bontine! 30 ter.
rible for dear Peri. And she was 20
lovely about II. Oh. it-it-makes
me 80 unhappy"
"Yes. my dear. but she has to be .
soldiers wife and TO get used to this
sort Of thing. It's worse In . way
for poor Spencer" He was watching
her narrowly now. She knew II. but
could she keep the hot blood from
mantling her cheek?
These war correspondents, you
see, are non -combatants, and they run
all the risks-eh. my dear. did you
say anything?" For she had uttered
q sound that might have been . sbb.
YES" he went on ruthlessly. ITS
such a pity. because he gets no glory.
But it's his living. he says. and he's
too proud to let me- Oh, bother!"
he continued. a. II struck by q sud.
den idea. why can't he marry? But
it's no use. The very fact Of . girl
having sixpence to bless herself with
would choke him on. even II he wor.
SHIPPED the ground she walked on. He
told me so."
He paused suddenly. half-frightened
at the effect Of his words. For she
was leaning forward now. scarcely
breathing. her great eyes fixed on
his. az she said. almost inaudibly. "He
--told--you 20! When?"
Then he dashed straight ahead. n
was now or never!
"why. only last night, after yor
had all gone to bed. chaffed him;
only my little joke, you know. and
he Yes" he concluded defiantiy. Il
meant to tell you this. 1t seemed
shame to let everything 90 wrong for
want Of a meddlesome old fool to put
It right. You-you are not angry with
me. my dear-what!"
And. with q silent prayer that his
Lavinia. to whom he had been faith
full an their welded days. might not
ct that dreadful NOR 4 be loolins
IN thsir direction. he suffered her to
press her cool young lips to his rosy
old cheek.
And still the August sun shone
brightly. though this time We see II
over London town. Yet smart cars
and carriages rolled In and out Of the
side streets that led to the squares.
and II was hard to believe that the
great city was ~ empty a. the news
papers would have their readers think
Il.
So. at any rate. thought Spencer
Lathom. ~ q minute before noon he
passed into the shade under the por.
tico Of Claridge's and sent his name
up to Miss Dolores Stuyvesant. Which
accomplished. this ordinarily self
possessed man felt 20 nervous that
he actually contemplated seeking
safety In flight and was only indeed
stayed from making so ignominious q
retreat by the vision that suddenly
barred the way.
"Ah, this 10 Just lovely Of you'll 30
you got my letter, say!"
"And here am." was the reply.
"Come In right here" she said, then
BIT her lip. Now look here. Mr..
Spencer Lathom, I'm going to say
what's In my mind. les q way we
have in Gods country. And. whatever
you may think Of II. know that you
are . gentleman and will say nothing
to anyone"
Not daring TO think what thia won.
derful darling was going to say next.
he could only feebly bow his assent.
VERY well then. 70 do-rather
like NEEDN'T your"
Like her! Like her! He wanted
to fall down and kiss her feet. but
he was not going to tell this Dollar
Princess what was In his mind.
"You know you do! Why. you told
Mr.. Bontine 20 only the other night"