The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1914-08-08
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me-" he added gracefully. Then hs
pointed up the terrace. isn't she
picturei Cad. It's lovely-the whole
effect. That picture against the sky
He stopped short, and the sentence
was never finished, although she wait
ed for him to complete It before 70
marking:
"Her heart IL not In the highlands.'
You mean-something1 gone
wrong"
"oh. no." she said. still smiling:
nothing like that. Her heart 10 In
the lowlands. You would consider
! Washington square to be in the low.
lands. wouldn't your"
"Oh. ! see," he said slowly. you
mean she's thinking Of Leslie
Who knowsf II was venture on
my part. that's all. She may be think
Ing of you. Mr.. Booth" n
"Or some chap in old England, that's
more like It," he retorted. "She can't
be thinking of me. you know. No one
ever thinks Of me when I'm out Of
view. Out Of sight, out of mind. No:
she's thinking of something Q long
way off-or some one. II you choose to
have It that way"
She smiled upon him with half
closed. shadowy eyes. and shook her
head. Then she arose.
Let us go in. Hetty IL eager to see
you again."
They started up the terrace. His
face clouded.
II have had feeling all along that
she'd rather not have this portrait
painted, Mrs. Wrandall. A queer sort
Of feeling that she doesn't Just like the
idea of being put ON canvas"
Nonsense she said, without look
ing at him.
Hetty met them at the top Of the
steps. The electric porch lights had
Just been turned on by the butler. The
girl stood in the path of the light
Booth was never to forget the lowell
ness of her In that moment He car
ried the image with him on the long
walk home through the black night
(He declined Sara's offer to send him
over IN the car for the very reason
that he wanted the half-hour Of soil
tude In which to concentrate all the
Impressions she had made on his
fancy.)
The three of them stood there for q
few minutes. awaiting the buffers an
nouncement Sara's arm was about
Hetty's shoulders. He was 90 taken
up with the picture they presented
that he scarcely heard their light chat
ter. They were types of loneliness 30
full Of contrast that he marveled at
the power of nature to create women
In the same mold and yet to model 20
differently.
As they entered the vestibule, q
servant came up with the word that
Miss Castleton was wanted at the
telephone. long distance from New
York"
The girl stopped in her tracks.
Booth looked at her In mild surprise,
a condition which gave way an instant
later to perplexity. The look Of an.
noyance in her eyes could not be dis.
guised or mistaken.
ASK him to call me up later, Wat
son." she said quietly.
This Is the third time he has called
Miss Castleton." said the man. you
we're dressing. II you please. ma'am
tho FIRST time"
Twill come" she interrupted sharp
ly. with curious glance at Sara. who
for some reason avoided meeting
Booths gaze.
Tell him We shall expect him on
Friday" said Mrs. Wrandall.
by George!" thought Booth. 40 she
left them. Il wonder II It can be Les
lie. II It is--well, he wouldn't be nat
tered II he could have seen the look ir
her eyes.
Later on, he had no .rouh'e In gath
ering that It was Leslie W iandall who
called. but he was very much in thu
dark az to the meaning of that ex
pressive look. He only knew that she
was in the telephone room for ten min
utes or longer. and that all trace Of
emotion was gone from her face wher
she rejoined them with brief apology
for keeping them waiting.
He left at ten-thirty, saying goo<
night to them on the terrace Sars
walked to the steps with him.
Don't you think her voice u love
lyf" she asked Hstty had sung fol
them.
Il dare say" he responded absently
! Give you my word. though. WASH
thinking Of her voice. She u lovely
He walked home 40 II In . dream
. The spell was on him.
Far In the night, he started mp from
the easy chair in which he had beel
smoking and dreaming and rackin,
his brain BY turns.
by Jovei" he exclaimed aloud :
remember I've got I'll And tomol
row I'll proye II"
Then he went to bed, with the stern
; from the sea pounding about tn
house. and slept sersnely until Pa
; and MARY wondered whether he mean
!, to get up 1t ALL
Pat" said he ct breakfast Il wan
' you to 90 to the city this morning. an
. fetch out al Of the Studios you o.,
md about the plaos. The old onoo a.
. In that italian hall seat and t. lat
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