The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1912-08-23

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you wanted to forget about the other
night, and l knew you wanted me to
forget. too"
"Oh, please" She shrank back.
her beautiful yes like those OF .
frightened deer. But 1t was the last
car, and I blocked the aisle. / didn't
realize at the time that I was doing
1t. It came to me afterward, and was
n Of the things l kicked myself
about for hours, more OF less. Just
at the moment l was SO dashed wild
about setting myself right with her.
The only other thing l had presence
Of mind to remember was the near.
ness about us of a lot of beady-eyed
cats, and SO I drew and low
cred my voice 30 none could hear.
For I had another feeling OF inspira-
ton as to what really was the matter
with her!
why, Frances-sweethearA" !
pleaded softly-just loud enough fsr
her to hear above the train. Il know
you are put out with me because you
found me gone the next morning, but
honestly, dear. I acted for the best
indeed, I did" And to be on the safe
side, I profited by another inspira.
ton: And. my darling girl. I'll never
mention the pa1amas and the other
night-never any more-as long as We
live, nor the cigarettes nor cigars nor
whisky. Why. l don't care II YOU"
"Tarrytown-all out for larry.
town." came in q high tenor voice
from the end Of the car, and some
thing bowled down the aisle and
brushed me aside. II was the trump.
Come on. Francesi" she exclaimed
sharply; "our station" Next instant
they were streaking 1t for the door,
with me a good second. l saw Fran.
ces look behind once with-oh, such
a look! Dashed II It didn't shrivel
me, you know-that sort. And. By
Jove, l knew Pugsley was right, ana
that | had failed to put the ball over!
was not six feet behind as they
scrambled through the station to the
other side where a large car stood
painting. I saw Frances clutch the
frump's arm and whisper something,
and heard the frump's reply, for her
voice was loud and strongly mascu.
line.
"Crazy?" she rasped. Nonsense.
Drunk, more likely. Most of them ara
half the time"
didn't have time to see what sho
referred to. for just then we reached
the side Of the car. l didn't see a
thing Of Billings, but the chauffeur
jumped to the ground and received
the ladies and their bags. He seemed
to me devilish familiar, too. BY Jove,
the way he held my darling's hand
was the most Internally audacious
outrageous thing l ever beheld!
should have liked to punch his head
He helped them into the tonneau and
was SO busy with his silly 1ackass
chatter that he closed the door before
he turned and saw me. l was just
standing there, leaning a little for
ward with my cane, you know. ane
fixing my monocle reproachfully or
Frances-trying to get her eye.
And then, by Jove, l felt a blow OF
my shoulder that almost bowled m,
over. for l had my legs crossed, 10,
know.
We'll, I'll be hang-it's Dicky!'
And he was grinning at me like
what's-its-name cat. And with the gril
l recognized him. It was the fresJ
young fool who had been 30 devilisI
familiar at the pier the mornin.
Frances left.
Then he banged me again, dash II
and tried to get my hand, but | pu
1t behind me. But he did get m,
arm. and he turned toward the cal
His voice dropped.
"See here, l want you to meet
Eh?" He broke of, staring at tn
trump, who was making signs Wit
her eyes. frowning and reckoning hiI
with her green hower-pot. He lei
me, murmuring something, and ste]
ped to the running.board. l could u
the nower-pot bobbing about enc
getically and twice Frances nodde,
it seemed to me reluctantly.
"Crazy-drunk? Pshaw, you're ba
ty!" he said to the trump rudel,
Then l heard another murmur an
his harsh voice rose again. yes
Lightnut. l tell you-Dicky Lightnu
Yes-Jack Billings great friend. Yc
Just wait till he's back from the cit
and II he don't get upon his hind
Eth. what? His name II SMITH Rats!
All this time l was just standir
there. trying to catch Frances ey
l felt sure II l could catch her 81
= she would see how devilish sorry
was. moved back . few feet, 70
dash 1t, without a sign from her,
had no idea now, Of course, of CO
. sidering myself al ono of the part
Q Not finding Billings with the car. az
the information l caught that he W,
still in the city. Just left me hil
and dry, you know.
d "All right. Miss Smarty." the ,,
g low-topped chauffeur rasped, addrea
d ing the trump. It'll just show you!'
He turned about and 1erked /