The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1914-07-02

1t is just as well, for your sake" she |
said tauntingly.
He grinned but it was a sickly eff
fort
You're the one to spoil anything of
that sort" he said, with some as
cerbity
'I?"
"Certainly,' he said with so much
meaning in the word that she flushed
Hetty and Booth came into view at
that instant. The painter was laying
soft, filmy scarf over the girls bare
shoulders as he followed close behind
her.
"Hello!' he cried, catching sight of
Wrandall. Train late, old chap?
We've been expecting you for the last
hour How are you?"
He came up with a frank, genuine
smile of pleasure on his lips, his hand
extended. Leslie rose to the occasion
His self-esteem was larger than his
| grievance. He shook Booths hand
heartily, almost exuberantly.
Didn't want to disturb you. Bran
| dy,' he cried, cheerily. Besides, Sara
wouldn't let me-" He then passed on
| to Hetty, who had Jagged behind
/ Bending low over her hand, he said
something commonplace in very low
| tone, at the same time looking slyly
out of the corner Of his eye to see if
Booth was taking it all in Finding
that his friend was regarding him rath-
er fixedly, he obeyed sudden impulse
and raised the girls slim hand to his
lips. AS suddenly he released her fin
gers and Strengthened up with a look
of surprise in his eyes; he had dis
tinctly heard the agitated catch in her
throat. She was staring at her hand
in a stupef1ed sort Of way, holding it
rigid before her eyes for a moment
before thrusting it behind her back
as if it were a thing to be shielded
from all scrutiny save her own
You must not kiss it again, Mr.
Wrandan," she said in low, intense
voice. Then she passed him by and
| hurried up the stairs, without so much
as glance over her shoulder
He blinked in establishment All of
a sudden there swept over him the
unique sensation of shyne ss-most
unique in him. He had never been
ashamed before in all his life Now
he was curiously conscious Of having
overstepped the bounds, and for the
first time to be shown his place by a
girl. This to him, who had no
scruples about boundary lines.
All through luncheon he was VIOLA
tile and gay. There was a bright spot
in his cheek, however, that betrayed
him to Sara. who already suspected
the temper of his thoughts He talked
aeroplaning without cessation. direct
ing most Of his conversation to Booth
yet thrilled with pleasure each time
Hetty laughed at his sallies He was
beginning to feel like a half-baked
schoolboy in her presence. most oe
plorable state of affairs he had tc
admit.
IF you hate the trains so much
and your automobile is out of whack
why don't you try volplaning dowr
: from the Metropolitan tower?" de
manded Booth in response to his lugu
> brious wall against the beastly lucl
Of having to go about in railway
coaches with lot Of red-eyed, nose
1 blowing people who hadn't got usee
> to their spring underwear yet.
sinister suggestion, l must say,
: he exclaimed. You must be eager tt
see my life blood scattered all owe
creation. But, speaking Of volplaning
I've had three lessons this week. Mex
week Bronson says I'll be flying lik'
gull. Cad, it's wonderful I've hat
+ two tumbles, that's all-little ones
l. of course-net result barked knee
> and a peeled elbow
i watch out you're not flying lik
= an angel before you get through will
T it, Les" cautioned the painter. Il SCI
that well-known society leader il
> Chicago was killed yesterday
t. "Oh, I love the danger there is il
o it," said Wrandall carelessly. That
what gives zest to the sport
= Il love it, too,'' said Hetty, her eye
l. agleanA The glorious feel Of tn
II wind as you rush through it! An
'. yet one seems to be standing perfect
n ly still in the air when one is half
l. mile high and going fifty miles a
L hour Oh, it is wonderful Mr.. Wrar
DALI
l. I'll take you out in week or two
Miss Castleton, if you'll trust YOU
!. self with me-"
Will ~, ouC dnhoUAS0u PioHpIil
Booth frowned. Better wait
, bit he counseled Risky bushes:
o. Miss Castleton, flying about wit
u fedgelings.'
t. ooh, come now" expostulate
lie Wrandall with some heat. Don't b
wet blanket, old man.
a Il was merely suggesting she'd be
" ter wait till you've got used to you
10 wings
Jimmy Van Wickle took bis wit
with him the third time up said Ie
S lie. as if that were the last word
e. ercplaning.
Il Its common report that she iee.
OF Jimmy level, no matter where she
got him. retorted Booth.
Il dare say Miss Castleton ca
Id hold me level" said Leslie, with a pr
d, found bow to her Cant YOU Mis-
it Castleton?'
g. She smiled "Oh, as for that, NJ
to Wrandall, l think we can all trust yC
he to cling pretty closely to your ow
he level
t: Rather ambiguous, that" he r
marked obviously.
I'd She means you never get below
e- Leslie said Booth, enjoying himsel