Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-06-25


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thing else. We are dining out this
evening"
you and II" he asked after a mo
ment.
Certainly not. Your father and l.
| was about to suggest that you dine
with Lydia-or better still, ask her
over here to share your dinner with
you"
He was scowling. where are you
going?"
Going? Oh, dining. / see. Well"
slowly, deliberately, I'VE thought it
would be great fun to dine alone at
Delmonico's and see a play after
ward"
What play are you going to see?"
he cut Tn. She mentioned a Belasco
production. well, l hope you enjoy
1t, Yvonne. BY the way, how is the
governor today? In a good humor?'
There was no response. He waited
for a moment and then called out:
"Are you there?"
"Good-by," came back over the wire.
He started as If she had given him a
slap in the face. Her voice was cold
and %forbidding.
When Lydia rejoined him in the sit
%ting-room he was standing at the win
dow, staring across the courtyard far
below.
Are you going?" she asked, steadily.
He turned toward her, conscious of
the telltale scowl that was passing
from his brow. 1t did not occur to
him to resent her abrupt, uneompro-
missing question. AS a matter of fact,
it seemed quite natural that she should
put the question in just that way,
fatty. incisively. He considered him
self, in a way, to be on trial.
mo. I'm not" he replied. you did
not expect me to forget, did your" He
was uncomfortable under her honest
inquiring gaze, A sullen anger against
himself took possession of him. He
despised himself for the feeling Of
loneliness and inconsistencies that sud
denly came over him.
81 thought" she began, and ther
her brow cleared. 81 have been look
ing up the recitals in the mornin,
paper. The same orchestra you heart
last night Is to appear again toda.
at"
I'VE will go there, LYDIA" he inter
rupted, and at once began to hum tn
gay little air that had so completed.
charmed him. TRY 1t again. Lyddy
You'll get it in no time" j.
After luncheon. like two happy chi
dren they rushed off to the concert
and 1t was not until they were on thei
way home at five o'clock that his Ell
thusiasm began to wane. She wa
: quick to detect the change. He b,
, came moody, ~preoccupied; his part c
, the conversation was kept up with a
, effort that lacked all the spontaneit
| of his earlier and more engagin
flights.
Lydia went far back In her calculi
tions and attributed his mood to tn
promise she had exacted in regard I
3 his attitude toward his father. 1t o.
cured to her that he was smartin
under the restraint that his promis
9 involved. She realized now, moi
e than eve before, that there could
Y no delay, no faltering on her par
She would have to see James Broc
e at once. She would have to go dow
on her knees to him.
II feel rather guilty, Freddy" 81
said, as they approached the hous
mr.. Brood will think it strange tn
| should plead a headache and yet r,
off to a concert and enjoy myself wht
h he is so eager to finish the journal
especially as he is to sail so 500
l ought to see him, don't you THU
d so? Perhaps there is something
can do tonight that will make up (
u the lost time" She was plainly ner
Gus.
He'd work you to death IL
thought 1t would serve his purpose
said Frederic, gle only. and back
t tat sente""e Ivy the thought II