The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1916-10-05

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the statement that apartments had
been prepared for him at the hall, and
thither his traps were removed and
himself Installed.
It was the next morning when he
met Miss Warren. She was more
beautiful than ever. She was In
mourning, and this lent q subdued tone
to the always intelligent eyes. She
greeted Bruce as she would have done
an old. respected friend. She recalled
p work they had mutually done in
the city. and anticipated great interest
and pleasure in the projected improve
ments upon the manse.
The library had been cleared and ar
ranged for the work designed. Bruce
was surprised and charmed at the elab-
crate thought and work his client
mad already put upon the plans. He
regarded her with the overt admira-
tion his genuine nature could not con-
ceal as she outlined her ideas.
Il see that my services will be
purely superficial and subsidiary, Miss
Warren" he observed. She bowed at
the compliment, but added my ideas
are merely a prelude, Mr.. Bruce. You
must discern something lacking. It is
good. expert skill I need for the deeper
detail"
Il That phrase covered the situation in
a b%ewildering way from then forward.
1t prevailed all through cherished hal
1 eVOn 6evc II Vryo q dico,,cs;p,, cv,.~~o,
ton. direction, rather than any great
volume of active work, and diversi-
he'd by automobile trips to mansions
at a distance, some facade or ornament
OF which had attracted Heloise.
How much this ever-agreeable and
intelligent quest had become necessary
to her life, Heloise Warren did not
realize until the four weeks had passed
by. 'The deeper detail" had been
worked out to her satisfaction. 1t had
comprised a free modernization Of old
Castilian dome features and Arabian
fretwork. Heloise was almost jubi-
liant as Bruce handed her the finished
plans.
"We have another week to go over
everything and be sure there are no
necessary notifications" she said. She
glanced inquiringly and rather disap-
pointedly at the face Of her guest as
she spoke. For a week past he had
somehow changed. He was graver,
deeply thoughtful. 1.-THE work has
tired you, / fear" she added regret
fully.
"Oh, never" he burst forth, borne
out of himself by sheer emotion. II
could stay in this paradise forever! !"
! and then he drew back, abashed.
"Then-' she began. Her voice fall
tered. A delicate flush crossed her vel
vet cheek.
There is a deeper detail you would
not understand" he scarcely voiced au-
iibly, and his wistful glance dropped.
She was trembling all over. Too
fully she valued and cherished the
sterling nature, the delicate prompt
ings of this modest yet grave master
mind.
How do you know THAR" she chal.
.enged, and her breath came quicker.
'The deeper detail"
THAT draws me away before-be-
fore I offend you," he stumbled.
'How could you offend me?' she just
murmured, the echo Of a sob in her
liquid tones. "Tell me of this deeper
detair that seems to be troubling you -
she rallied. Perhaps in that, as in
bur other pleasant mutual work, we
may be harmonious"
Il dare not believe it,"-despail.
"You may at least explain ten
enlargement.
"Then"-wavering hope.
Speak, / bid you."
"The deeper detail is-love."
She drew nearer to him with a little
famished cry. He stared at her I'm.
~believingly.
EYES," she said simply, but new
lifting her eyes, "the deepest, sweetest
] detail, indeed"
Her hands went out and rested
within his own-bliss!