Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1913-05-08
Joan and TWO men

The glrl sat on the side OF her
bed, swinging her legs and thinking
deeply, with very worried express
sion on her interesting face. She was
not exactly pretty, but much more
arresting than many prettier people.
II seen in her clothes -including
shoes and .stockings-she was tall
and very slight, with red hair and
golden-brown eyes and the creamy
skin inclined to freckle that usually
goes with that type.
She had just returned from a
dance and had evidently brought
back with her much food for rehec-
ton. The burden Of her thoughts
ran somewhat thus: 81 like the man
and he has tons of money, and if
only one could arrange to live with
him on nice, friendly terms without
unnecessary love-making it wouldn't
matter his being more like a billy
goat than a man, and / shouldn't
have so much minded marrying him.
But now I'm afraid / really couldn't.
should always be wishing he was
Hughie, and that wouldn't be moral.
Would it? Nor quite fair to him
either perhaps Hughie is the
greatest difficulty, because if wasn't
in love with him l don't think my
conscience need have pricked me for
not being properly in love with Mr..
Tudor Men with handy legs and
goat-like boards can't expect their
wives to be wildly in love with them.
Now can they?
"You can respect goatee beard
and deeply sympathize with handy
legs, but they never could inspire in
you "a purple passion scarcely holy
and you could never, never kiss them
II mean him-of your own accord.
But oh, why must 1 marry at all
just yet?
"How on earth am 1 going to
make up my mind? l know what
shall do. Write to Hughie and
ask him to come here tomorrow to
help me to decide"
Next morning a note was dis
patched to Captain Hugh Gore, Irish
Guards, Chelsea barracks, and at
80 p. m. Joan was in the drawing
room waiting to receive him, CARRIED
i'll softest white-red-haired women
should always wear white or black
and looking extremely fetching.
Presently Captain Gore was, an
nounced, and after the usual greet
ings started off in rather prim style.
II got your note, Miss Verney,
and have as you see FASTENED to obey
your summons"
ooh, thank you so much for COM
ing! / hope it didn't inconvenience
you awfully. But you've to come
down off your stills. Call me Joan
just for the occasion, and help me to
decide most awfully momentous
question. l shall call you Hughie,
too, and shall try to think you are
a young divine or Christian brother
or something in the professional adj
visory line so as to excuse my send
ing for you"
''But, my dear little girl, why
bother about any excuse? | was, as
you very well know, only too delight
ed at the opportunity. But" not
taking her seriously, nothing l
hope is going to interfere with your
coming down to the club on Sunday.
We will have a jolly time. First the
drive down-and, by the way, you
must sit in front of me-then after
lunch l will punt you up to Bray
away from the madding crowd, and
we will laze and laze and laze, and l
shall tell you a story which though
it has been told hundreds of times
before"
''By you, Hughie?"
u.s." unheeding the Interrupt
ton except by guilty look, "never-
theless always interesting when told
by the right person"
."Are you sure it would interest
me, Hughie, and that you are the
right person to tell it9"
'Well, l hope devoutly it would
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