The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1915-07-16

times In my short career, but for the
life of me | annOt understand what at
traction it possesses that could induce
people to go there for luncheon and
then spend a whole afternoon lolling
about the place. But that seems to
nave been precisely what the countess
and his lordship did on the day Of my
arrival at the Homestead. The "other
chap" Sicily. came riding home alone
at 3 O'Clock. She did not return until
nearly 6. BY that time l was in a state
OF suppressed fury that almost drove
me to the railway station with a single
and you might say childish object in
view.
l a a pleasant visit with Mrs.
Titus. who seemed overjoyed to see me.
In fact. I had luncheon with her. Mr..
Titus. 1t appeared, never ate luncheon.
He had a dread of typhoid. l believe.
and as he already possessed govt and
insomnia and an intermittent tendency
to pain in his abdomen and couldn't
drink anything alcoholic or eat any
thing starchy l found myself wonder
ing what he really did for a living.
Mrs. Titus talked a great deal about
Lord Amberdale. She was most tire
some after the first half hour. but l
must say that the luncheon was ad-
mirable. l happened to be hungry.
Having quite made up my mind that
Aline was going to marry Amberdale.
I proceeded to upset the theory that a
man in love Is a creature without gas.
Economical aspirations by vulgarly
stufing myself with half a lamb chop.
a slice Of buttered bread and nine
pickles.
Along about 5 O'Clock l went to my
room. l daresay 1 was sulking. A po-
lite bellboy tapped on my door at half
past 6. He presented a small envelope
to me. thanked me three or four times
and as an after thought announced
that there was to be an answer. where
upon l read the countess note with a
magnifcently unreliable face.
l cleared my throat and Il think,
squared my shoulders somewhat as q
soldier does when he ia being com.
mended for valor and said:
present my compliments to the
countess and say that Mr.. Smart will
be down in five minutes"
The boy stared. "The-the what.
sir?"
"The what?" I demanded.
II mean the who. sir"
1.-THE countess. the lady who sent you
up with this note"
wasn't no countess sen me up
hyer. boss. It was Miss Tarsney."
Somehow staggered. l managed to
wave my hand comprehensively.
. "Never mind. Just say that Ill be
down in two minutes"
He grinned. II reckon I'd better
hustle or you'll beat me down, boss"
She was still in her riding habit
? when l found her alone in the parlOr
Of the Titus suit.
, l give you my word my heart almost
stopped beating. I've never seen any
n so lovely as she was at that mo-
, ment-never, l repeat. Her hair,
blown by the kind November winds,
s~trayed-but no! l cannot begin to de-
fine the loneliness of her. There was
i, a warm, rich glow in her cheeks and a
light in her eyes that actually Devil
dered me, and more than that I am not
competent to utter.
. you have come at last" she said.
, and her voice sounded very far of. al
r though l was lifting her unglcved hand
? to my lips. She clinched my fingers
2 tightly. l remember that and also that
49,, hood chool, r{o1on%1u 0nH thnt nU
, face felt pale.
l think l said that l had come al
last. She took my other hand In hers
and, drawing dangerously close to me
r said:
II do not expect to be married for a
least a year. John"
I'll congratulate you." l stammered
foolishly.
4 IL have q feeling that it isn't decent
for one to marry inside Of two years
I after one has been divorced"
I "How is Rosemary" l murmured.
"YOu are in love with me. aren't you
d John. dear?"
"Goo-good heaven" l gasped.
f II know you are. That's why l an
n so sure Of myself. Is it asking to-
much Of you to marry me in a yea
FROM
haven't the faintest notion how
II long afterward it was that l asked he
v what was to become of that poor. un
lucky Lord Amberdale.
"He's a dear. and he is going t.
! marry a bred -in-the-bone countess mex
January. You will like him, because b.
is every bit as much in love with hi
real countess as you are with a shan
one. He is a bird of your feather. An,
now don't you want to come with IN
n to see Rosemary"
d "Rosemary." ! murmured. as in
Il dream-a luxurious. lOtos born dream
She took my arm and advanced wit