The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-05-02


we'll. but the, were the best
that could be procured. Ii,
had had the hotel proprietor send out
for them. After tho loose flowing. u
sometimes disreputable. garb he had
been accustomed to NO long. these gar
mcnts seemed stifr and uncomfortable
hut he carried them we'll
III only could get In touch with
real live American tailor!" he said to
himself yearningly.
He longed for that subtle cut which
only the ARTISTS" Of his native land
can impart. lie felt he wasn't doing
Justice to himself In these duis. lie
wasn't at all like the picturesque bride
groom who had invaded her courtyard.
lie was different and she was different
Would everything else be different1
lie again reached the miAsion gar
dens and walked through the gate.
But he walked slower now. what7
Timid2 Like "a young man who has
to force himself to call upon the
adored object OF his bsshful fancy.
Stanton frowned. OF course no felt
an bold as = lion. It was only these
clothes that bothered him-that made
him feel strange. They must have
been cut by sheep shearer. he
grumbled to himself. And that hat?
Ho took II off and surveyed II
scornfully. One Ut those English lids
that are imported by the hundreds
to the seaport towns Of tho world. for
natives and poor exiles! All this
time, he hadn't progressed very far
In the garden. Ills heart was pound
ing furiously. lie had never known
II to cut up ~ before. His stir shirt
hadn't worn one Tor nonthSI-
creaked and he didn't seem to have
room enough for deep breathing. lie
paused to readjust himself.
He?-- unsophistlcatedY-- hesitattng?
Why. hadn't he taken her In his arms
yes, In his arms that evening At
the easement, and hadn't he?--yes. he
had. stanton flushed slightly. He
hadn't hesitated thon. No one could
have been holder. But this wasn't
quito like Those COMPOUNDED mis-
sion wallis were 10 solid-looking and
conventional! Ho would have to 20
up to them and knock on the door.
He would say:
rs Miss Carruthers tn?"
II would seem almost like asking for
. stranger. And then once inside with
his very soul pinched by four emil
nently conventional walls. he or she
would say: 80 glad to sec you! You
arc well. 1 trust?" Following which
would come introductions to the very
worthy people. her friends. and = nice
conventional conversation - platitudt-
nous. moro or less sprightly, maybe
Instructive. perhaps
hut tho situation had to DO met. He
went on. Creak! Creak! That shirt
was certainly starched hard a. a
board all over. Hang native laun-
dries And the hat pinched his head.
lie missed tho soft caressing folds of
the head-covering Of the wild people
OF tho desert, His head felt light
without the turban,
Perhaps hs was a bit light headed.
He was going to SEQ her. Iio reiter-
nted It, He began now to forget
everything else. Doubts and misgiv-
ings suddenly evaporated. Tho single.
bald. important fact expanded and
filled his being. lie was going to see
her soon-now-
Yes. now. For she had come out.
Allah be praised. She was alone. She
came toward him: she saw him. The
dimminK day softened any differences
In him His eyes. his expression
though-that last was not different;
she must remember that look. Burn
ing. admirlng! He stood as first he
mad before her. when the sight of her
race, In front OF tho pastry shop. had
awakened the fiery poet In him.
Something in him had called out
TO her then, as voices call from a
tower at prayer time. Then and now
that past and this present seemed
one-they we're one. He started
toward her impetuously. but stopped.
None OF that now-that old manner!
lie mustn't forget.
Miss Carruthers"---h he began, II
seemed rather absurd, but how else
could he address herr His voice had
n lugubriously formal sound. Tho
girl gave him her hand quickly, and
he clasped II eagerly,
Nothing formal about that clasp OF
his Her hand was delightfully."- soft
and warm. II impaired glow all
over him. Then somehow he man
aged to release the hand, though II
required a heroic effort. He felt he
Nas practising enormous self-dental.
He looked at her. maybe not DO con-
as he imagined.
"o arc ~ kIhu iSTu rItxBoT-
Aid sent me word you were here"
Yes. got In to-day" He spoke a.
r he had arrived In tho most conven-
Lional manner. In Pullman. perhaps.
He told me. too. how you managed
10 get out OF Damascus"
NO trick at ALL" he answered.
She looked at him. Won't you sit
town." A constraint seemed abrupt
y to have descended between them,
or, would you rather go into the
loussP"
~ would not rather 60 into the
no returned emphatically. II
nean"--in answer To u soinewh nat sur
,rlsed glnnce-".t Is very pleasant out
lere, isn't Il? And we have ~ much
o say" lie hadn't quite meant that
asst, or. at least. 10 put It Just that
say.
They found themselves on the
'enoh, but for one who had No much
o say. he was strangely quiet. II was
Tot easy to adjust himself to tho now
He Looked At thA Europaaa