Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1914-04-29

III not a moderate person. can't
do things by halves. No! l see you
are mad over this Garavel girl. But
you can't get her." Something in his
dazzled, love foolish smile enraged her.
So! you are planning even now.
Well, then, understand l can build,
and l can Destroy
There's nothing more to say" he
interrupted her quietly, $50 I'd better
excuse myself"
'Yesi l would prefer to be alone"
When he had bowed himself away
she crushed the fan in her hand,
staring out across the lights of the
city below, and it was thus that Cort-
landt found her a few moments later.
He dropped into the empty chair be-
side her, saying:
Anthony?'
II had.'
whats the trouble?
.There is no trouble She began to
rock, while he studied her profile;
then, conscious of his look, she in
''No, just looking on, as usual. 1
prefer to watch You have broken
your fan, it seems" He flung his Gig
arctic into the darkness and, reaching
out, took the fan from her hand. She
saw that his lips were drawn back in
a peculiar smile.
"Well! Is that SO stranger" she an
swered sharply. "You SEEM She
broke off and looked deliberately away
from him.
"Row, eh?" he inquired softly.
She could barely hold back her hatred
fully upon her nerves of late, and she
was half hysterical.
"Why do you take pleasure in an
noying me?" she cried. "What ais
you these last few weeks? I can't
stand it, WON'T
ooh! Pardon! One quarrel an even
ing is enough. should have known
better. Too bad you and he don't hit
it off better; he likes me. He's giving
me a party after the dance, sort of
gratitude affair. A delicate way to ac-
knowledge a debt, eh?'
''You know very we'll it is Runnels'
doing" she said.
ooh, there are six Of them in it alto
gether, but Anthony originated the
little surprise. It's intended for you,
of course"
81 don't see it. Are you going?'
0a0onfoH E11nnu oh 2
Me the guest of-Anthony?"
There was a trace of anxiety in her
voice as she answered, and, though
she spoke carelessly, she did not meet
his eyes.
I'D rather you'd make an excuse.
I'll have to go home alone, you know"
He raised his brows mockingly. "My
dear! I'm to be the honored guest"
'Suit yourself, of course"
A marine officer approached, mop
ping his face. and engaged her in con-
versation, whereupon Cortlandt rose
languidly and strolled away through
the crowd that came eddying forth
from the ballroom.
Meanwhile Kirk had found Runnels,
who was looking for him, eager to ex-
press his congratulations and to dis
cuss their exploit in detail.
Now that he had some one to whom
Kirk could talk freely, he let himself
go, and he was deep in conversation
when Stephen Cortlandt strolled up
and stopped for an instant to say:
"Quite lively party, isn't it?"
Kirk noticed how sallow he had
grown in the past few months and
how be had fallen off in weight He
looked older too. His cheeks had
sunken in until they outlined his jaws
sharply. He seemed far from well.
A nervous twitching Of his fingers
betokened the strain he had been un-
der. He was quite as immaculate, pol
ished and collected as usual, however.
"How is cur little stag coming on|'
he asked.
"Fine! Everything is ready" said
Runnels. "You won't expect an elab-
crate layout. It's mostly cold storage.
you know, but We'll at least be able to
quench our thirst at the Central"
'"Then it's really coming off? 1 was
afraid you'd forgotten it." Cortlandt
cast curious glance at Kirk, who ex-
claimed heartily:
"Well. hardlyy Then, as their pros
pective guest moved of, "What a
strange remark!'
EYES," said Runnels, "he's a queer
fellow; but, then, you know, he's about
as emotional as a toad"
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