The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1912-06-22

"Maisie'd be doing pretty well for
herself" continued Kilbon, largely
"Terry's onto his job He's going to
win out, some day-big.
"He is a fine man, isn't he?" said
Mrs. Kilborn.
She looked tired and white
she couldn't ask for a better" said
Kilborn yawning.
Mrs. Kilborn did not indicate by
word or look the painful acquiescence
of her heart. She only waited HAY
ing turned the channel Of Terence's
feelings away from the thirsty and
somewhat arid spaces Of her own gar
den, she looked to see Maisie's bios.
som like the rose.
1t was October, and October in Kau-
al is not October in the States. No
purple haze gathers on the mountains
there is no tang of frost in the air;
only the evenings grow shorter and
the lamp of Venus burns sooner in
the west For any change in sea or
shore it might be midsummer still, but
the nights lengthen and the rains
come uftener
Maisie, filled to the brim with health
as a cup with wine, rode and danced
and laughed through endless DAYS
She was streak Of sunshine
within her sisters house. She filled
both hands with happiness, and the
glittering notes spilled everywhere
between her fingers Terence watch
ed in silence awhile then spoke.
For the speaking he chose a moon,
three-quartered and whittier than the
feet of Venus, an earth halfapped in
shadow, and a sky where cloud-mists
drifted thinly. 1t was a night Of warn
stiffness, of bloomy dusk and many
fiower-smells. Moreover, Terence was
the son of the son of an Irishwoman
If the birds on the bushes had not
all been asleep, he would have had
them charmed into his pocket
Between the moon and the night
and the man Maisie held out ten min
utes for the sake of her pride, choos-
ing subconsciously meantime, the ex-
act spot upon his shoulder wherein
her glowing face was to be hid
The conversation ran ha tingly.
81 love you" said Terence. He
said it three times for good meas
ure. "Maisie-don't you love me?"
/ Il don't know said Maisie
Five minutes later, in the face of
a storm of pleading she conceded a
trihe
IF you would only give me time
to think"
What's thinking got to do with
it?" asked Terence, very justly; it is
not in the brain that matches are
made.
At the end of five minutes more he
kissed her, in a way altogether be
fitting. His arms were strong, so that
at odd moments she breathed with
difficulty. Because OF when, being
a woman, she loved him twice as
much.
and you've never loved any other
girl?" asked Maisie. An older wo
man would have known better, but
Masie was deliciously young.
Not like this said Terence quite
truthful,y, as he considered. and re
ioiced greatly that he could say it,
He added, tenderly, sure of his an
swer, And you--no other MANI"
why, not like this, said Maisie
and laughed, daringly in his aston
ished face, He forgaye her indul
gently.
Late that night, when Maisie haC
; put on her nightgown and let dowI
= her soft, dark hair, which curleC
+ thickly like little girls upon he
t shoulders, she went to her sister
5 room and tapped and opened the door
I Kilborn was away on business in Ho
: nolulu, and Mrs. KilbOrn sat by ia
+ BILE reading out Of an old and bat
g tered book The lamp on the tabl
l. shed a soft, clear light on her pal
n hair and on the blurring blues an
= puppies of her flowing gown Whe
J. she lifted her face her eyes Shove
D. family Swallowed She had been wal
a ing, and waiting hurts.
i Nora said Maisie, I'm going t
> he wants me to-'oh, Nora
She dropped on her knees besid
+ Mrs. Kilborn, and crushed Mrs. ri
i borns slender shoulders in hui
I'm awfully happy" she whispe
ed
If was hard 10 associate 80 youn
T. and frank ana eager a thing with
V, great love Mrs Kilborn, who ha
D. known only its breathless silences an
IL betraying restraints, shivered Ii
?" tie. Then she took herself despe
" ately in hand and kissed Maisie. tn
:. two sisters whispered together sol
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