Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1914-11-12

me. she gave me a cold little nod and
walked on.
That evening, after dinner. I was sitting
in the Casino gardens when l saw a
fragment of conversation between Mrs.
Curtis and her newly-returned husband
which both amazed and tickled me.
may say at once that. unless ! blindfold
myself. whether l want to or not !
cannot help seeing what people are say.
ing whenever l look out of my eyes. !
was rather in the shadow. and they were
in the full glare of the electric light. so
that I could not help seeing them. The
old lady was speaking when I saw them
first.
so you've been making more money!"
she said; and as she said il she looked
at her husband rather severely.
I've been making a pile. Eleanor; a
regular pile. l wish money wasn't so
easy to make, or that ! hadn't the knack
Of making It,"
AS he said it. he looked to me as II he
Groaned. In spite of the severe express
sion on the old lady's face I daresay there
was a twinkle in her eye.
And what are you going to do with II
now you've made it?'
Tn hanged II I know-Ill be both
cred IL I do. It's of no use to me; and 1
suppose It's of no use to you. is it?"
None whatever. I've all the money
I'm ever likely to need and rather more:
IL 3 plllnR up at tHe pdHh AS II -, SO tndt
I'm ashamed to look my bank book In
the face, there's such a lot of 1t. ! won
der you can't find some better occupation
for your time than making money when
! you've got more thai you want already
The old gentleman, bending toward her.
took her hand in his. I could see how
his face softened as he touched her. and
how hers softened. too.
II tell you what I should like to do
with some of that last money I've been
making-Id like to do someone a good
turn. Do you think 1t would be easy?
! You don't happen to know of a man,
woman, or child to whom a certain amont
of money would mean the difference be-
tween heaven and hell? There must be
such people In the world somewhere.
Wouldn't you like to set some fellow.
who wasn't quite a bad one. on his legs,
or give some woman. who was very much
in need OF it, happiness-if money could
do it?'
She did not answer. but l fancy she
pressed the hand which was holding hers,
and l stole off. ! did not dare to stay
longer for fear I really should be intrud-
ing
/ walked as far away from them as I
could get. to the other end of the ter
race. where l was a witness of quite a
different scene. There was Mr.. Armitage,
standing close up against the sea wall,
looking out across the night-black sea:
and somehow his attitude told me that
1t could not be blacker than his mood. l
paused a little distance from him and sat
or the wall itself. l wondered how long
he would stay. After a while he turned,
and l thought he was going; then out of
the darkness there camel knew no more
than he did from where-the figure OF a
woman. When she saw him she stopped,
and he stopped also. There was a lamp
close to the sea wall which let me see
their faces. and how. at the tight of each
other. they changed. Then saw each
pair of lips form at the same moment a
Christian na~me-"Cecil," "Margery!" and
in an instant they were in each others
arms, l had to stop and look at them,
because this was the girl l had met on
the quay, to whom ! had lost my heart.
They were silent for quite a perceptible
period. as If each was content to know
that the other was there. Then. as he
held her at arms length, | saw him ask
her:
"Margery, how do YOU come to be
here?'
And | saw her answer. with tho light
of love all over her:
II came for YOU
For me? Good God" The hands
which heir her fell to his sides; he