The Forrest City times., 1914-07-03
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 M > of Her Hand George Barr MoCutCheOn
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1 will not turn against one or the otn' CT of you some time and crush you to satisfy a personal grievance? How do you know, Brandon. that l am not in love with you at this very"
 Good heavens, Sara!" he cried agape.
 = at this very moment?" she con tinued "It would not be so very strange. would it? I am very human. The power to love Is not denied me Oh, am merely philoeophizing. Don look so serious. We will suppose that l continued along my career as the woman scorned You have seen how smart under the lash. Well?'
 But all that Is impossible said Booth, his face clearing. "4oure no' in love with me, and never can be That! for your philosophy"
 At the same instant he became aware of the singular gleam in her eyes; a liquid, oriental glow that seemed to reflect light on her lower lids as she sat there with her face ID the shadow. Once or twice before he had been conscious of the mysterious seductive appeal. He stared back al her, almost defensively, but her gaze did not waver. It was he who first looked away, curiously uncomfortable
 Still" she said slowly, Il think you would be wise to consider all possible contingencies"
 I'll take chances, Sara" he said with an odd buoyancy in his voice that for the life of him, he could not ex plain, even to himself.
 Even admitting that such should turn out to be the case,'' said MT. Car roll judicially, q don't believe you q go so far as to put your loyal friends in jeopardy, Sara So we will dismiss the thought. Don't forget, however that you hold them in the hollow oi your hand. My original contention was based on the time-honored saying murder will out We never can tell what may turn up. The best laid plans of men and mice oft" Sara settled back among the cush
  hand. The loose, flowing sleeve fel away. revealing her white. exquisitely | modelled arm almost to the shoulder For some strange, unaccountable req son Booths eyes fell.
 T am tired, wretchedly tired. It has | been a most exhausting day" she said with a sudden note of weariness in hel voice. Both men started up apolo | getically. T will think seriously O. 1 your plan, MT. Carroll There is nc hurry, I'm sure. Please send Mise | Wrandall in to me, will you? Perhaps you would better tell Hetty to come in as soon as Vivian leaves. Come back tomorrow afternoon, Brandon. | shall be much more cheerful By tht way, have you noticed that Dicky, ou in the library, has been singing all aft ernoon as If his little throat would | split? It is very curious, but today ii the first time he has uttered a note in nearly five months. Just listen tc him! He is fairly riotous with song. Booth leaned over and kissed the l AaAu Sut lI4LGu lO uiHl. fte IS Ike tDt rest of us, Sara, inordinately happy. A slight shiver ran through her arm He felt it.
 T am so afraid his exuberance o spirit may annoy Vivian" said she with rare smile She detests vul garity.'
 The men departed. She lay back 1T the chaise-lounge. her eyes fixed or the hand he had touched with his lips
 Watson tapped twice on the door. Mise Wrandall could not wait maam," he said opening the door soft ly. She will call again tomorrow"
 Thank you, Watson. Will you hand me the cigarettes
 Watson hesitated. The cigarettes ma aam?"
 Yes"
 But the doctors orders, ma am, beg ging your pardon for"
 T have a new doctor, Watson"
 T beg pardon, ma 'am!"
 The celebrated Doctor Folly" she said lightly