The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-04-16
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strong. I've forgotten all the other women ever You cared onee-you've got to care again.
 His hand shook while he said it, and it was true that Yvette had cared-once. There you have the without climax and it came to be the night Of the little dinner which Whiting was having for Yvette- de la Fuente an imposing evidence of propriety ct the head of the table.
 In the center of the table which was lit with rosy around the table-it rather snall-were Whit ing, Yvette and Hays, l have said that Mrs. de b Fuente presided 4
 "But Tony' said Yvette, little neryously per-, haps, "are we your only guests?" 1
 Why there's a camaraderie, think, about these little dinners" said Whiting
 There was, however small cannaraderie about tf1af little dinner Mrs de la Fuente alone talked deter 1ninedly and lightly many subjects. Yvette ate Wng and Hss. fwo The courses a came M and went and eventually dinner ing led the way to his library.
 There's fre," he said, Gan open fire, which I find is always first aid to sociability.'' Mrs de la Fuente
 q have been hoping all day that you would play for us." /
 Mrs. de la Fuente rose with a pleased futter
 "Ah, but am old-fashioned" she protested; "I have not the music of today"
 Lucia and Aida and 'Trovatore,-alI the real tunes"
 He led her to the grand piano which occupied almost all of the room adjoining the library, and then came back to the fire.
 Celeste Aida" followed him, signing upon the air.
 We'll" said Whiting, pleasantly conversational. He stood with his back to the fire, hand in the pocket of his trousers, and looked from Yvette to
 Well, what Tony?" said Yvette
 n Hays crossed his legs and 5S looked at the fire
 "I!' said Yvette. She said it sharply, beina startled And Hays" said Whiting. He spoke quietly.
 Then Hays looked at Yvette. What dyou mean?" he inquired. T don't quite
 Shall explain" asked Whiting
 eff you please" said Yvette, her chin lifting proudly.
 T fancy" said Whiting after considering pause. "it won't be any too easy Still, I've arranged this or three are gathered together, .yknow- Yvette, have you ever found me unreasonable!"
 "No," said Yvette
 "01 "01 ssxaetinga"
 cor unfair?"
 "No-no~ She answered vehemently
 Then you will answer question if ask ftp"
 q will any question:" said Yvette, "you
 Thanks" said Whiting. He turned curtIy to Hays ,.,
 "so far as know" said Hays with the barest
 Then you will answer question:"
 "Concern1ng whom?
 "Concerning us three" said Whiting quietly He added, lifting his voice riAe, Ah don't stop, Mrs. de la Fuentei Give us the immortal sextet"
 "I will any question: said Hays to Yvette, that you wish me to answer = "Good!" said. Whiting cheerfully; Now, then here's the thing in nutshell" He spoke swiftly, ta but saas saeT % hsT To p f yos
 The fire of seasoned logs crackled like thorns be- meath 2 pot :d and the sd setef aoSdeo % the You're pretty frank, aren't your" said Hays at length. with the pleasant quiet "that this is triangle. Y9u firm had sin of Of dies hard. I had heard that you were once ex- tremely attentive to Miss de Ia Fuente. You're young, you're interesting, you have 1t on me every way but one. wanted to be absolutely fair to the lady who had done the honor to accept me, SO knew that old affairs sometimes .rejuvenate them e ooked o% Hays to and again. Yvette sat very still, all her delicate color faded, her dark eyes fixed on Writings face.
 And in the other Mrs de Ia Fuente began "A blind man couldn't help but see." said Whiting coo1ly "that there something- Am l in the way Yvette? My dear it's your happiness I'm con- DO you ask me-. said Hays all at once. If yoa are in the way-is that your question?
 T do not" said Whiting slowly, and for the hfst because am not considering you at all unless 1t happens that she wants you her lap, and kept silent Doubtless die erse Liebe stirred in its grave and doubtless the heart in her esd b M1t beed bh Tom an ledge men be1aborng each other upon her cave-step.
 Woman is the element the ages cannot alto gether refine. While she waited:
 "Yvettel' said Hays hoarsely.. tAnd here is the hinge of the story-so far as it was in the man, he really loved her)
 But Whiting, without speaking moved peacock embroidered screen little forward to shield her face from the blaze.
 Then Yvette drew a long breath. She lifted dark, glorious eyes to Writings waiting look, and her lip trembled.
 She said:
 "Do not be silly, Tony" That was sil. Appar- entity however it was enough.
 linen that's settled" said Whiting, and he also drew long breath. He had been under something of strain. . q fancy you'll forgive if leave early" said Hays He went with distinctly more dignity than might have been expected. He had come back, and he had not come back-which is an engaging pare dox =
 Then Whiting sat upon the arm of Yvette's big chair thing not every lover of forty years can do with grace, and laid his about Yvette's proud shoulders It is pre-eminenty the gesture of owner