The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1913-03-28
HIM ON lily
Both UndeTStudieS the Real
Thing in the Interest OF
the Drama.
BY MARTHA McULLocH-WIL.
LAMS.


of Miss Ansley-he stared at her like
the yeriest yokel al the time she
dawned upon his enraptured vision.
1t was a spectacular dawning-she
vas swathed in satiny pale blue
crepe, and much bediamonded. This
at II o'clock upon a bright summer
morning, at the grassed bank of a
narrow roadway, with no other living
creature in sight, nor any means Of
transit, was, anybody must admit,
sufficiently startling. A heap Of silk,
limp and crumpled at her feet, pro
claimed itself a dust coat. But why
had she shed it thus, with no other
spectators than trees, turf and flow
ers?
AS she heard his steps, she half
turned, with a little enraptured, %!
following which came quickly: Nov
that you are here, do say the right
thing"
IF ! only knew-now l can only
think of one-namely: How beauti-
full you are!'" Moreton answered
smiling.
The girl clapped her hands. How
could you guess?r she cried "Or
did you know? Do you say that-al'
ways?"
When | have such provocation-
yes. There is, you see, nothing else
to say" Moreton returned, his smile
subdued.
The girl started family, and looked
over her shoulder, toward the grass
land beyond which a fanciful red
tiled roof cleaned mistily through
empowering trees. Please make
haste-they will be here in five min
utes," she entreated.
Moreton stared harder than ever.
Was she mad? There was no look Of
it in the Almond-lidded violet eyes
raised to her, nor in the sweet rosy
lineless face, You forget-I don't
know about them" he ~temporized.
How must | make haste7"
"Why-you know-proposing," the
girl said stammering the least bit.
1T is that way in the books-all l
ever read-and that way in the play"
%! Are you rehearsing7" Moreton
asked crafty.
The girl nodded, her face suddenly
vivid. "You-you must be q seer"
she answered softly. You see-we
had a dispute-Beth and HAbout u
scene-ln my play have a mar
come up, just as you did-and-and-
he proposes before he has been there
five minutes"
you didn't think it presumptuousi :"
Moreton interrupted.
She turned puzzled eyes upon him
explainingly eagerly: 20 no-because
he was engaged to her any way
only he didn't know twas running
away to keep from marrying her in
fact"
And she caught him on the hy?"
Moreton could not torbear interject-
ing.
The girl flushed but ran on as
though he had not spoken: Beth In
sists all that is dead wrong-that he
would have run away the minute she
spoke"
Not II he had eyes-and she in
any way approached you" Moreton
interposed.
Just what l told her!" the girl
cried triumphantly. That's why ]
put on these things-Beth's rhine
stones are very reallooking. She acts
you know-has been on for a year
that's how we are here-at the Plum
leys-he plays leads, and she sup
ports him-so he asked her to come
and bring me. It is such a chance
I've always felt I could write beauti-
full plays-if only I a ft them with
one-why! It viii make my fortune "
Undoubtedly But you ought NOT
to need making 1t. Your face is your
fortune" Moreton said, coming a
pace nearer
She fushed-a lovely scarlet and
drew back, saying loftily: "Remem.
ber-you are not talking to my hero.
ine-now."
A hail. loud and CHEEKY, broke the
tense situation. The next minute
Plumley, who was tall, good-lookinR
and the soul OF good humor, with his
pretty wife, and a thin 1.-THE yet
angular girl, came tumbling across
the stlle in the hedge, all calling to.
gether: "Bo Peep! o! 30 Peep!
Don't lose your sheepl"
At sight of Moreton, they fell silent.
almost gasplng, Mildred Ansley
turned upon them eyes of triumph,
saying gleefully: 81 was right. He.
nodding to Moreton, did just what
Lanark does-only-you came too
soon. We've haven't quite got
through"
Plumley stepped forward, putting
himself betwixt Moreton and Mildred.
He had appraised the other man at q
Chancellor the gentleman he was
you have not dropped into Luna.
tic Land-though It may seem like
It," he said. Pm Plumley-perhaps
you know my name-yours Isl"
"Moreton - otherwise Tiptoes!'
MoretoD answered holding out his
hand. 81 came to the old place just
IL. n nRtnr Won loft if-mnrhn