El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-11-09
The Herald's Daily
Short SteTy

, The old Eve-which is it? The curve
in the upper lip, the occasional slight
the absence of those awful glasses
makes! Yes, it is the old delightful
you" he exclaimed warmly; but subli-
mated almost beyond recognition. How
glad I am to see your
And my eyes-are they all right
now" she asked, after further greet
ingS.
He looked again, reddening a little
as he did So
no obliquity2' she said laug hing.
No; they are beautiful" he replied,
with emphasis.
And did you ever think Of me after
I left your she asked, with forced IN
concern.
"Often-when I was cooking my
chop he explained.
only them she said smiling. 4
must have been a greedy little thing"
'Oh, there were other times-many
other times. / put an advertisement in
the Daily Mail, stating that If NJ B.
would communicate with W. B. she
would hear of something to her advan-
@What was the something" she
asked, enV1ously- Feelings she had
hoped were dormant were resuming
their old sway.
We'll, L really had very hay idea.
One moment / thought of offering you
half a crown a week more for tipping,
and the next 1 thought of asking you
to marry me. OF course, it seems alb
surd now" ne said, apologetically, ito
say that either alternative would have
been so greatly to your advantage
with such wildly divergent inten-
lions, it Was perhaps fortunate you
were never called upon to exercise a
choice"
I think the half crown would have
won. You see he exclaimed, I had
never regarded you that Way-then.
You were such a kiddie-"
ITO say nothing of the little visual
defect, which we won't particularize-
again"
That would have made no differ
ence-' he said warmly. I rather liked
tlmeE Why didn't you come and tell
me of this metamOrphosis2 he asked,
glancing at her costly gown.
Well you have been a great deal
abroad, for one thing, and then / want
er to surprise you"
Wen, you have succeeded" he said.
feeling that he would never tire Of
watching her face; but I think would
rather have met you just as you were
poor and neglected. and sometimes a
little hungry"
''Why-what would you have done?"
Il would have picked you up in my
arms and told you not to worry or
trouble or be hungry any more, but
just come back to me-nOt to type, but
for good. All that would be worth
being rich for he said, drawing in his
Her eyes glistened "And if it were
all true and real it would almost be
worth being poor Tor" she answered
softly. What a pity it is that one
can't play the beggar maid on so
pounds a week"
But you could treat that as we treat
a cOnundrum, and give il up" he said,
with a curious unSteadineSS in his
voice. Il am so rich-and so lonely"
"Oh, what sad rubbish we are talk
ing" she exclaimed, lightly; but her
face had grown pale.
IF you were not a professional
would certainly accuse you of making
a distinct proposal
It would plead guilty" he replied
very eagerly Have you never thought
Of me in that way2'
Had she ever ceased thinking
thinking whist he had been trying to
analyze his emotions and to discover
the reason for the emptiness of things
which had so oppressed him. Her face
told the tale.
And you care-fOr me" his voice
dropped into a husky whisper.
Her reply was altogether inaudible,
but strangely, for all that, he seemed
perfectly satisfied.