The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-05-23

you don't mind. Beastly tiresome. sit
ting in hot, stuffy train"
He took couple Of turns across the
porch, his eyes shifting in the eager,
annoyed manner of one who seeks for
something that, in the correct order of
things, ought to be plainly visible.
please sit down. Leslie. You make
me nervous, tramping about like that.
We can't go In for half an hour or
more"
Cant go in?" he demanded, stop
ping before her He began to pull at
his little moustache.
NO. Hetty's posing. They won't
permit even me to disturb them"
He glared. With final, almost dra-
matte twist he gave over jerking at
his moustache, and grabbed up a chair,
which he put down beside her with a
vehemance that spoke palmer than
words.
Il say" he began, scowling in the
direction of the doorway. how long is
he going to be at this silly job?"
silly job? Why. it is TO be mas
terpiece," she cried.
Il asked you how long,"
"Oh, how can | tell? Weeks, per-
haps. One can't prod a genius"
It's all tommy-rot," he growled.
81 suppose I'd better take the next
train back to town"
Don't you like talking with me?"
she inquired, with a pout.
"Of course ! do" he made haste to
say. But do you mean to say they
won't let anybody in where oh, |
say! This Is rich!"
Spectators upset the muse. or
words to that effect"
He stared gloomily at his cigarette
case for a moment. Then he carefully
selected a cigarette and tapped it on
the back Of his hand.
See here, Sara, I'm going to get
this of my chest" he said bluntly.
I've been thinking 1t over all week.
don't like this portrait painting non
sense"
Dear me! Didn't you suggest it,"
she inquired innocently, but all the
time her heart was beating violent
time to the song of triumph.
He was jealous. 1t was what she
wanted. what she had hoped for all
along. Her purpose now was to en-
courage the ugly flame that tortured
him, to fan 1t into fury, to make 1t un-
endurable. She knew him WE'LL His
supreme egoism could not withstand
an attack upon its complacency. Like
all the Wrandalls, he had the habit
of thinking too well of himself. He
possessed a clearly-defined sense Of
humor. but 1t did not begin to include
self-sacrifice among its endowments.
He had never been able to laugh at
himself for the excellent reason that
some things were truly sacred to him.
She realized this. and promptly
laughed at him. He stiffened.
Don't smoker, Sara" he growled.
He took time to light his cigarette, and
at the same time to consider his an
swer to her question. In a way, yes.
l suggested a tort Of portrait, Of
course. A sketchy thing, something
like that, you know. But not an all
summer operation"
But she doesn't mind" explained
Sara. in fact. she is enjoying It. She
and Mr.. Booth get on famously to-
gether."
she likes him, eh?"
Certainly. Why shouldn't she like
him? He is adorable"
He threw his cigarette over the rail-
ing. Comes here every day, / sup
| pose?"
my dear Leslie, he is to do me as
soon as he has finished with her.
don't like your manner"
oh" he said in dull sort Of won
der. No one had ever cut him short
in just that way before. What's up,
Sara? Have l done anything out Of
the way?"
you are very touchy, it seems to
me-"
I'm sore about this COMPOUNDED por-
trait monopoly"
I'm sorry, Leslie. l suppose you
will have to give in, however We are
three to one against you-Hetty, Mr..
Booth and l."
Il see," he said, rather blankly.
Then he drew his chair closer See
here, Sara, you know I'm terribly keen
about her. think about her, dream
about her, L oh, well, here it is in a
nutshell: I'm in love with her. Now
| do Won underctand7"
II don't see how you could help be-
ing in love with her." she said calmly.
Il believe it is habit men have where
she is concerned"
You're not surprised?" he cried,
himself surprised.
Not in the least"
Il mean to ask her to marry me-
he announced with finality. This was
intended to bowl her over completely
She looked at him for an instant,
and then shook her head. I'D like to
be able to wish you good luck"
He stared. You don't mean to say
she'd be fool enough" he began in.
credulously, but caught himself up in
time. "Of course, I'd have to take my
chances" he concluded, with more hu
mility than she had ever seen him dis
play. DO you know of any one else?'
mo" she said seriously "She doesn't
confide In me to that extent, l fear
I've never asked"
do you think there was any one