The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-05-16

too proud to demand II or MIN.
She became oddly sensitive to
Booths persistent though inoffeDsive
scrutiny as time wore on, More than
once she had caught him looking al
her with a fixedness that betrayed per
plexity so plainly that she could not
fail to recognize an underlying motive
He was vainly striving TIC refresh MS
memory; that was clear to her. lhere
is no installing that look in a person
eyes. II cannot be disguised.
He was as deeply perplexed as ever
when the time came for him TO depart
with Leslie. He asked her point blank
on the last evening of his stay II they
had ever met before, and she tranKiy
confessed to a short memory Tor races.
IL was not unlikely, she said, that ne
had seen her in London or in Paris.
but she had not the faintest recollec-
ton OF having seen him before their
meeting In the road.
Urged by Sara, she had reluctantly
consented to sit to him for portrait
during the month Of June. He put the
III SuCH NhoN ~ 49, .-ON
sound like proposition. 1t was not
surprising that he should want her for
a subject; in fact, he put 1t in such
way that she could not but feel that
she would be doing him great and
enduring favor. She imposed but one
condition: The picture was never to
be exhibited. He met that, with bland
magnanimity. by proffering the canvas
to Mrs. Wrandall. as the subjects
next best friend" to have and to
hold so long as she might live" free
gratis" with the artists compli-
ments," and so on and so forth. in airy
good humor.
Leslie's aid had been solicited by
both Sara and the painter in the final
effort to overcome the girls objec-
tions. He was rather bored about It..
but added his voice to the general
Glamour. With half an eye one could
see that he did not relish the idea Of
Hetty posing for days to the hand
some, agreeable painter. Moreover. 1t
meant that Booth, who could afford to
kIdIly ulo O"h Whihop "ooAo w
obliged to spend a month or more in
the neighborhood, SO that he could de-
vote himself almost entirely to the
consummation of this particular under
| taking. Moreover, it meant that Vivi-
ans portrait was to be temporarily
disregarded.
| Sara Wrandall was quick to recog
nize the first symptoms of jealousy on
the part Of her brother-in-law. The
new idol of the Wrandalls was in love
selishly, insufferably in love as thing:
went with all the Wrandalls. They
hated selfishly, and so they loved. Hel
husband had been their king. Blu
their king was dead. long live the
king! Leslie had put on the famil!
crown-a little jauntily, perhaps
cooked over the eye bit, so to speal
but it was there just the same, an
noyingly plain to view.
Sara had tried to like him. He hat
been her friend, the only one she coul'
claim among them all. And yet, be
meath his genial allegiance, she coul'
| Qtt6CI Tic VI SOuuCcSChoAohp sh
bland attitude of a superior who dc
tends another's cause for the reason
!. that 1t gratifles Nero. She experience
: a thrill Of malicious Joy IN contemplat
! ing the fall of Nero. He would brin
down his house about his head. an
there would be no Rome to pay tn
fiddler.
Brandon Booth took a small cottag
on the upper road, half way betwee
the village and the home of Sar
Wrandall, and not far from the al
horred back gate" that swung In th
u teeth of her connections by marriag
X He set up his establishment In half
day and, being settled, betook himse
II of to dine with Sara and Hetty. A
n his household cares, like the worl
n rested snugly on the shoulders of q
= Atlas named Pat, than whom the
was no more faithful servitor in g
I the earth, nor in the heavens, for tn
matter, II we are to accept his ov
estimate of himself. In any event,
was a treasure. Booths house was
ways in order. Try as he would.
couldn't get 1t out Of order. Pats wi
N saw to that.
Il As he swung jauntily down the ire
lined road that led to Sara's porta
!, Booth was full of the Joy Of livir
Sara was at the bottom OF the t,
as race, moving among the flower beds
Id the formal garden.
ul At the sound Of his footsteps on t
IT. gravel. Sara looked up and instant
ng smiled her welcome.
he 1T Ia so nice to see you again." 8
ut said, giving him her hand.
:. my hearts In the highlands"
at quoted. waving a vague tribute to
Is heavens. And It's nice OF you to {
me-" he added gracefully. Then
he pointed up the terrace. Isn't she
IN. picture? Cad, it's lovely-the VIII
ex- effect. That picture against the sky
he He stopped short, and the senter
he was never finished, although she WI
ur- ed for him to complete 1t before
marking:
en- Her heart Ii not In the highland
"a, You mean-something's g,
W. wrong"
vas "Oh. no." she said. still smilil
SIS nothing like that Her heart is
lon the lowlands. You would consi
a Washington square to be In the l
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