The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-10-02


While Piotr was f~ioundering. his
new mentor felt some one behind him.
He glanced around and caught Kazia.
her arms full of unwashed dishes, look
ing at him. The wonted Indifference
had fed before a look Of surprised
interest. Mark stared, incredulous;
1t seemed not the same face. But the
new look vanished instantly. He had
a sense Of baflement, al n he had
come upon a rare picture Just as a
curtain was drawn.
"Ffne!" he exclaimed. ciapping Piotr
on the shoulder; he had not heard the
last few equations. We'll make q
scholar out Of you yet, Pete"
"Pete!" The boys homely face
lighted up. ~Kazia, did you heart He
called me Pete"
Il like Piotr better" she said. with
a shrug that imperiled her burden.
D you." Pfotr turned again to
Mark. do o know Latin. tooT'
"Oh, a ~little!" Mark sought Kazia's
face as this announcement of his cru
dition fell. But Kazia vas looking
away.
And will OF help me with that
sometimes?"
Sure. Sometimes" Mark assented
recklessly.
But Piotr was Unsuitable. Every
night?"
Well, no." said Mark, recovering
caution. Not every night. l can't"
of course not, Piotr," Kazia cut In
He can waste time on a stupid little
Hunky."
I'm not a Hunky." Piotr resented
passionately, addressing Kazia but
for Marks benefit, any more'n you
are. We are-we were-Poles. But
we're Americans now. Why, I've
almost forgotten how to talk Polish
except to the Matka." he added con-
scientiously.
will you help me tonight?" he re-
turned to Mark, with less assurance.
It's Caesar. And l am stupid" he
sighed.
Mark, though ~repenting his rash
ress. could not well refuse. For an
hour they listened while Caesar unc-
tuously told how he had taught the
conquered V~ercingetorix his place.
But kazia was not at any time pres
ent during the lesson. At last, yawn-
ing nightly, Mark arose. He went
up to his room. bearing Piotr's awk-
ward gratitude and followed by a
look of humble admiration 1t is prob.
ably we'll he did not perceive.
But the incident had its sequel.
He found a light burning dimly in
the narrow hallway before his door,
nj coming out Of his room-Kazia.
Il was fixing things" she ex-
claimed, Indifferent as ever.
Thank you. Kazia." The room, as
he remembered 1t. had been in perfect
order. He stood aside to let her pass,
She took one step and then stopped
abruptly. looking up at him with sud
denly hostile eyes.
What" she demanded. did you
come here for?"
He smiled-the smile of age for q
naughty but amusing child. Because
your father asked me, l guess
But you know Latin and algebra and
things"
why, what's that got to do with it
Kazia?"
I'VE don't. We're just millworkers
and Hunkies."
He was not schooled in the reading
of voices. but he caught bitterness
there. He looked at her more intent
: ly-and lore kindly.
What" she repeated resentfully
! did you come here for? You dom
like us. You won't have anything tc
do with us. You eat. then go up t
. your room and stay there. We thought
!. you were coming to be friends witt
! Piotr"-an almost imp%erceptible pause
{ -"and me-"
Il come up to sleep, Kazia. You see
was pretty nea on my last legs
when | came here and l need all the
rest can get. I'm not used to worl
in the mills and l guess I'm not sc
strong as l look. II I'm going 10 ge,
4 ahead, I've got to do 1t while / car
stand the work. Besides I didn't thinl
you cared whether liked you or not.
i 81 don't" she declared. with a little
= uplifting of her chin: 1t was a beauti
fully nodded feature. The movemen
called his eyes to the slender We,
' strong and rounded throat. He won
dered that these beauties had escaped
|. his notice. II don't. But Piotr ant
v Uncle Roman do"
Uncle Roman" 1t was the frs
r time he had heard the phrase. "a
= thought he was your father. Kazia."
mo. II have no father"
"Oh!" He assumed a bereavement
t On a sudden plying impulse he pur
out his hand and laid it on her bare
Z forearm; the flesh was smooth ant
' firm. That's too bad, Kazia."
= And then. most Unexpectedly, tn,
curtain was drawn aside for him.
Il won't be pitied!" With the CT,
fell away the Kazia he had known, a.
I did Cinderella's tatters. In her place
stood a girl who seemed taller, who's,
D head was held In a fashion peculiar, IL