The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-09-12

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the visitors failure to respond.
"You seem to have made an
other conquest"
Octavia frowned. HE is simpl,
hideous. Haven't | seen him abou
the village?"
Very likely. bought hin
three chops and he has stuck Il
me like brother ever since"
For a moment or two Oaavi;
studied this newcomer, looking
down into his adoring eyes will
a disdainful indifference.
You surely are not going t.
keep him."
II am afraid / am. You see,
made the FIRST advances. SO | an
bound in honor, as 1t were. Can
you suggest a good name for hin
appropriate, and
rather pretty?"
A faint but derisive smile
curled Octavia's lip as she muir
INJURED, "He is the living emblem
of all that is ugly and baseborn.
"Baseborn! Why not? Just the
name for him. Let's call hin
Baseborn."
You pretend to he his friend
yet you give him a ridiculous
name"
Ridiculous? Baseborn ridiclI.
iOus? 1t merely puts him in the
same class, socially. with some
excellent reaple-Matthew. dark
Luke and John, for instance
What a terrible snoD you mus
be-"
Octavia, after a time, awakened
to the fact that no sounds we're
coming from the neighboring ia
BILE. Idly she turned her head il
that direction. Her eyes openet
trifle wider as she discovered
that Ethan Lovejoy, his chin il
his hand. was gazing intenty to
ward her in what seemed aver,
earnest and absorbing study p
herself.
Excuse my staring at you" n
said, "but there are moments
when you bear strong resern
blance to a friend of mine"
From beneath his blouse HI
drew forth photograph abou
the size of a visiting card, anC
held it before the lady's face. DC
tavia's indifference vanished; 81
suddenly, SO swiftly and with 81
unexpected a shock that sh'
caught her breath.
She tingled with shame as sh,
saw her portrait return to hi
pocket as an intimate and per
sonal treasure.
"You say the original of tina
picture is friend of yours?" sh'
asked.
ooh. yes. That is, l am a goot
friend of hers.
who is she?"
"Why ask such embarrassin,
questions? The shopkeeper coul'
not tell me- :,
do you think the lady woul'
be pleased If she knew her por
trait was being carried about II
your pocket"
"She will never know. We ar
too far apart. Between this cir
and such trash as you and m
there is a bottomless gulf
Octavia took her basket an
stood up. Then keep the pictur
and show 1t to your friends. an
laugh and joke about it,
Now wait a minute, Miss Cal
dener. You are the only perso
to whom have shown 1t, o
might ever show it,"
Octavia extended her hano
Let me look at it again.
He shook his head. mo yo
don't. You are too good a frien
of hers. | don't trust you. 70
might keep it."
81 will return it,
He produced the picture an
laid II in her hand. She appeare
I; to study it and to consider 1t NOR
| seriously. 81 think. on the whole
lI had better keep it, as you al
not treating her fairly.
Slowly and solemnly he shoe
Ibis head. And after you prom
ised to return it,"
II did not say when | woui
return it,"
Really, blush for you. Sue
dishonest little trick!"
at is not a dishonest trick
keeping it | am merely dom
what should like another woma
to do for me. i.
walked away.
| Beneath the clustered arch'
and through her own garden 0
tavia walked, the victim Of rio
Gus emotions. Angry with tn
man for his liberties with her po
trait. insulted by the freedom
his imaginings. she was, howeye
victorious in the possession N IL
photograph. NJ E
She tried to Danish the iptrud'
from her thoughts before kncoul
tering the watchful glances Of h
family. But these efforts wei
brought to a sudden endiby u
exclamation OF a servant who WI
fastening to meet her.
"Your ladyship! Mr.. Rutherto
is here"
i ooh, forgot" and Octav
quickened her steps.
4 Mr.. Edward st. George Ruthe
ton was not in the habit of bein
| forgotten; never by the parents
manageable daughters. One ,
the richest men in England. col
nected with the highest familie