The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1914-01-25
I BE only hing that pu..lss me-

" he only thing that pushes me-
remarked Timothy Knbrsth
is how you came to reconcile
yourself to the shape Of his noSsr
Mas Elaine Ross faosd around uDon
him and regarded his preols with at
tsntion- Tim. was sisting on . low
stone wan beside her. trininG with the
; end Of an apple tree bough. which hung
low in front Of him. The observer saw
cisan-cut outlines: forehead OF alsbas-
1. ter half hidden below riotous dark red
dish locks with . bit Of curl In them;
nose almost straight but tilted just
enough toward heaven to give the
saucy look which the heavily lashsd
haxel-brown eyes BY no means failed to
support; mouth of wicked, laughing
curves; chin-but II was Tins chin
which stood by him in his insolence. No
owner Of a chin like that would lack In
daring-nor in persistence.
.:"Yes?" said Tim imperturbably. as the
meaning of his companion's silent In
spection became apparent. though her
only comment was a sigh and q shake
Of the head. which he saw plainly
snough, though he continued to pre-
sent to her view his own engaging pro-
hle. Sure. know what you're think
Ing. Does the owner of an unimpres-
sivs Irish nose like that dare to criticize
the patrician feature of a great swell
like Mr.. Parker Binney Bellows? Well.
then-he does The gentleman has. .
nose that will come to you In your
dreams. Elaine dear-and may 1t give
you bad ones. Faith. and II may well
do that It's the nose OF a horse"
IF It were anybody but you, Tim Kh-
breth." said Miss Elaine. with a scorn-
fst glance. II should never speak to you
again"
.sweu. II were somebody else. maybe
1 shouldn't mind Being Jimmy. your
old chum. should So you won't make
any resolves like that There's little
enough time left me anyhow. When Mr..
Parker Binney Bellows gets you, Tim
othytRAbreth says sood-by." -s.-i
Nonsense" 4
THE best or sense"
mot at all You're to come and see
us-at least once q mo-fortnight." said
Miss Elaine cooliy.
st'win you hear THAR said Tim to the
bunch OF apple blossoms in front Of his
eyes. three feet away.
.Mr. Bellows will be sure to like
you-"
t-He will7"
,-Of course .r. -
Tim shook his head. laughing. but
there was spark OF fire In the hazel
brown eyes. The trouble would be-" he
4 I dnsf hrf n
like him When you can't set eyes on
a man without wanting to pick him up
and heave him over your shouider-and
know you could do It. too. for all the
Drawn he has in the arm of him-well
Il don't think I'll come around every
fortnight. Elaine"
-Thea 1t VIII be your own fault that
you doh't see much OF me-
-rfnSfnot at all sure that I want to
ses much OF you" returned Tim. with
emphasis Il never did care to sit. and
admire the rose in another mans coat.
There was brief silence. while
Elaine slowly pulled an apple blossom
TO pieces. ThenlTim began again
eHs. has vile taste in cravats."
His companion ignored the remark
A vision Of Tim himself. however. was
instantly presented to her mind. as he
had appeared when he arrived that
morning just of the train which had
brought him up from New York. An
suburn-haired Irishman with an ivory,
freckled skin and dark-lashed hazel
eyes. who knew enough to wear light
gray fanneIs and a tiny black silk tie.
a soft felt hat Of the same gray upon
his ambrosial locks, could not be denied
the right to a critical opinion as to
other mems attire.
He's an inch shorter than YOURSELF"
pursued Tim
! He isn't He's two inches taller"
= Two inches. is It? He'll need q label
on him, with the Information In plain
letters. or nobody'Il believe it A beer
barrel ever looks shorter than the dell
cate hitching post beside 1t"
:. II don't like your SMILES"
!, Don't you then? There are others
The wasp and the dragon-ny-thed ach-
shund and the greyhound-the-"
Tim. you are too absurd this eve
ming. You've been absurd all day. Let's
talk about something else"
Mr.. Bellows seems to be on my
mind" said Tim plaintively. 81 can't
get him on. He's the old man of the
sea Tell me true. Elaine. girl-why
are you going to marry him7"
There was something disconcerting in
the way his eyes flashed around upon
her. In their nearness, In the keenness
Of their gaze. Her own dropped beneath
them
The truth. now" ad1ured Tim IT'S
not that I'm anxious to hear the
word" ----
J The word did not come Tim did not
press the question Instead he observed.
somewhat irreievantly:
This II elegant weather for being
out at sea I'll be enjoying It this time
tomorrow"
Elaine looked up. "whereY
I'm sailing for Liverpool Tomorrow,
on my way to Dublin and to Baily-
raggan-"
-Tim.-But I'm TO be married the |
twenty-sixthr
Sure" said Tim quietly. That's |
why I'm getting away on the sixth"
But Mr.. Bellows meant to ask you
to be an usher
did her Tim pulled the branch |
cioss. and laid q pink and white bunch |
against his cheek Faith. it's kind OF |
him. But you see. I've my passage en-
gaged It's some other old lover Of