Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1914-04-07

my way"
"What's the name Of that star over
there?"
Not knowing, he said "Sirius."
which was wrong astFonomically, but
satisfactory socially.
"Thero you are again." she said
triumphantly.
"Of course I do read a bit in my
leisure time" he admitted. "What
else is a chap to do, sitting all alone
in his digs? It's "A dogs life"
They sat in silence for a few min
utes. Then she sighed.
'What are you thinking OFF" he
asked.
"Oh, nothing much. / was think
ing that l could enjoy things so
much if l only had a chance. 1t
seems to me sometimes that l only
live for just this fortnight in the
year. The rest of the time it's not
life.
dts all right, Of course, and I'm
sure l don't mind work, and they're
as sweet as they can be to be in Do
yer street. But it's not what l want.
It's not what Pm in the. world for.
It's silly, of course, to talk like this.
isn't it? Because it's no good grum-
bling when you can't alter it"
"Matter of fact, if, when | showed
up at Dover street the day after to-
morrow the manager told me that
my services were not required any
further, l should probably cry all
night"
"Poor little girlp' he said. and
put one hand on hers. Her hand
trembled under his. She did not
withdraw it. Again she sighed.
CTS all over, isn't it?" she said.
"GooJby to summer, Goodby. Good
BY"
swell" said the man. ats beer
good fortnight for me this year a.
any rate. I don't only mean the
weather, though that's been better
than expected, having to take my
holiday late. The very first night
after we'd sat down to dinner you
asked me to pass the salt, or somc
ordinary this of that sort, and
looked up at you. Oh, l didn't make
any mistake. l knew. | was dead
certain it was going to be all right.
"What did you know"
81 have met ladies who had no
more effect on me than if they didn't
EXIST. With you from the first mo-
ment it was quite different. Moth
ing else mattered, except you. You
and | were together, and the rest
might 20 to the devil Sweet thought
for a man who can't afford to marry,
and perhaps would find it useless if
he could"
She took her hand away. "Whats
the good of talking like this?' she
said a little sharply,
"Of course l couldn't expect you
to feel the same about me as | do
about you"
81 don't know how you feel about
me. No, | don't want to know. Pm
tired of sitting here. Pm going
back"
She rose, and he walked meekly
by her side, absolutely failing to un-
derstand her mood.
Presently, since he was a CONVEX
sationalist, he made a remark about
the beauty of the scene before them.
"T'm sorry" she said. 81 was
not really in a bad temper with you,
only with things | was talking about.
You've been very good in looking
after me all this time. Thank YOU
And then the real man in him per-
forated the imitation nut that he
tried to be. 81 don't care" he said,
whether it's any use or not. Pm
going to tell you. l love you. |
love you desperately. l love you
with all my heart. Now you eau
tell me to go if you like"
"What are we waiting for, o, my
hearth" The words echoed in her
brain. She stood still looking up at
him; then her long lashes fell over
her eyes. He took her in his arms
and kissed her passionately again
and again.
swell, Maudie," said her friend. |
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