Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1912-05-31
CHAPTER vlI.-(ContInued.)

CHAPTER VI.-(Contlnued.)
And just then my upward reachin
hand found hers. And yet no,
couldn't be her hand, either; II fel
like the crash cover Of the cushion
rough and fbrous. And yet, by Jove
II was a hand, for II gave mine a gril
that almost broke my fingers ant
then dropped them. BY tho time
looked up, | saw only her little palm
resting upward on her knee.
1t was funny; but l had other things
to think about than puzzles.
She sighed. We'll, I'm the one that
a feel for you, Dicky." Here the sigh
lifted and her laugh pealed like a
chime OF silver bells. ~ guess Broth.
or Jack doesn't know as much about
your affairs as he thinks, does he
eh2 Why, he told me you were o
afraid Of a girl than Of a mad dog"
And q shaping grip fell on my
shoulder that made me tingle from
head to foot. And yet | wished she
wouldn't do that; II she did 1t again,
should Just lose my head knew |
should.
But here she rose. stretched her
arms. and dropped into the wicker
armchair. She hitched It nearer to
me.
You see, It's like this" she began.
assuming a confidential air. You
know my sisters up at school at Cam
bridge, too"
AT Radcliffe colleagues" l nod
ded.
why, yes, Well, It's her room
mattel"
En- l don't believe l." I paused
p~erplexedly.
That's right-her roommate, l tell
you! And in a day or two she's com
ing home with Sis for a visit. | want
you to come up for a week end
won't you-and look her over-l
mean. see her and tell me what you
think of her. You'll go crazy about
her-Oh, I know you will"
entered a protest. "Oh, | say now,
you know. there's only one girl | ever
saw | would care to look at twice"
SHE smiled adorably. "Oh. don't |
know all about how you feel? But l
Just want you to sec this girl-she's
the prettiest and SWEETEST that's been
around Boston for many a day; and
on Sunday morning she could give
the flag to all the yer Why,
Dicky, she's from China!"
China" | must have looked the
scorn l felt, 'Oh. come now, you don't
think a Chinese gil. is"
Not Chinese, Dicky." In her Gag
erness, she moved so near, the silk OF
her pajamas brushed my hand. She's
English. Her dads the British Gov
ernor General of Hong Kong-Colonel
Francis Kirkland, you know-beefy-
looking old chap with white mutton
chops-I saw his picture
Hong Kong! | wondered II she
knew Mastermann. the chap who had
sent me the red pajamas. Why, dash
II, vi course she would; for this fell
low Mastermann wal out there on gov
eminent business, and he and the
governor must be thrown together a
good deal.
Her musical laugh broke In on my
speculations. But the funniest thing
is. Dicky. her names the same as
mine"
Her name! by Jove, and until this
moment, ! had not thought
"Oh, | say" | exclaimed eagerly.
what is your name, anyway"
The lustrous eyes opened wide.
why, you mean to say you don't
know? Thought you knew | was
named after the governor, And she's
named after hers-Frances. from
Francis, you know-just the differ
ence in a letter. See?"
Frances" l murmured l~ingeringly.
so your names Frances"
Yes, and hers is Frances-odd,
isn't IT."
| a~ssented, but | wished she would
drop the other girl wasn't inter.
ested there, except just because she
was.
Her bosom lifted with a sigh. Don't
you think Frances is a peach OF a
name?"
ITS heavenly" | whispered. And
I'm glad to hear about your friend,
too"
Her sweet face clouded. Not much
of a friend: she don't lost any sleep
over me-" she commented gloomily.
Then there's Sis embarrassing me
with her influence ever since | got
hauled up before Prexy at Easter. Sis
ls awfnllv .rissy."