The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1915-02-19

that Marta was ascending. She moved
leisurely, yet with a certain springy
energy that suggested that she might
have come on the run without being
out of breath or seeming to have made
an effort.
Hello, stranger!" she called as she
saw him, and quickened her pace.
Hello, pedagogical" he responded.
As they shook hands they swung
their arms back and forth like a pair
Of romping children for a moment.
We had a grand, session Of the
school this morning, the largest class
ever!" she said. And the points we
scored of you soldiersl You'll find
disarmament already in progress when
you return to headquarters. We're ir-
resistible, or at least" she added, with
fash OF intensity, we're going % be
some day"
$50 you put on your warpaint!"
1T must be the pollen from the ny
drangeas" She flicked her handker-
chief from her belt and passed it to
him. Show that you know how to be
useful"
He performed the task with DELHI
crate care.
"Heavensl You even have some on
your ear and some on your hair; but
I'll leave 1t on your hair; it's rather be-
coming. There you are!" he concluded.
"Off my hair, tool"
Very we'll. l always obey orders"
II oughtnt to have asked you to do
1t at ALL" she exclaimed with q sud
den change Of manner as they started
up to the house. But a habit of
friendship, habit of liking to believe
in ones friends, was uppermost
forgot. oughtn't even to have shaken
hands with you'll"
Marta! What now, Marital" he
asked.
He had known her In reproach, in
anger, in laughing mockery, in mill
tant seriousness, but never before like
this. The pain and indignation In her
eyes came not from the sheer hurt OF
wound but from the hurt OF It's
source. II was as II he had learned by
the signal Of Its loss that he had q
deeper hold on her than he had real
ICED.
Yes, have a bone to pick with
you" she said. recovering a grim sort
Of fellowship. "A big bone! II you're
half friend you'll give me the very
marrow Of It."
Il am readyl" he answered more pa
thetically than philosophically.
There's not time now; after lunch
con, when mother Is taking her nap"
she concluded as they came to the last
step and saw Mrs. Galland on the
veranda.
Alter luncheon Mrs. Galland kept bat
ting with her mods until nature was
victorious and she fell fast asleep.
Marta, grown restless with impotence,
suggested to Lanstron that they stroll
In the garden, and they took the path
past the house toward the castle
tower, stopping In an arbor with high
hedges on either side around a statue
of Mercury.
"Now!" exclaimed Marta narrowly.
1T was you, Lanny. who recommend
ed Teller to US as a gardener, compe-
tent though dealt have proved him
to be a man Of most sensitive hearing
l didn't let him know that he was dis
covered. You brought him here-you,
I.anny, you are the one to explain"
True, he Is not deaf" LAnstron re-
piled.
He Ia q spy?' she asked.
Eyes, q spy. You can put things In
bright light, Marital" He found words
coming with difficulty In face of the
pain and disillusion Of her set look.
Using some man as a pawn; setting
him as spy in the garden where you
have been the welcome friendl" she
exclaimed. "A spy on what-on my
mother, on Minna, on me, on the now-
ers, as a part OF this monstrous game
Of trickery and lies that you are play
ingr
There was no trace Of anger in her
tone. It was that Of one MORALLY hurt
Anger would have been easier to bear
than the measuring. penetrating won-
der that found him guilty Of such q
horrible part. Those eyes would have
confused Partow himself with the
steady. yelling intensity Of their gaze
She did not see how his left hand was
twitching and how he stilled It's move
ment BY pressing It against the bench.
"You will take Teller with you when
you gol" she said. rising"
Lanstron dropped his head In q kind
Of shaking throb OF his whole body and
raised q face white with appeal.
Marital" He was speaking to q pro-
Gle. very sensitive and Jet like ivory.
-I've no excuse for such an abuse of
hospitality except the obsession OF .
loathsome work that some man must
do and was set to do. Ny God. Marital
I cease to be natural and human. am
a machine. / keep thinking. what II
war comes and some error Of mine let
the enemy know where to strike the
blow Of victory; or IL there were infor-
nation / might have gained and failed
to gain that would. have given rs the
victory-if. because had not done my