Evening star., 1917-04-29
IN TO, no, no, no!' cried Hyatt.
I'M @You mustn't do that, Miss
Farnum! Just because

QeuRnG. II KNOW WnaC am ABOUT now!
And if you persist in calling me Miss
Farnum,' I'll call you Mr.. Hyatt" She
ran to him again, and put her hands in
his. 3Oh, Edwin Hyatt!' she whispered
at him, am SO happy now! l feel like
little girl again! And to think-you
might have gone away from here without
saying word
1t was useless to think of business then.
He held her as tightly as if she had not
had penny to her dowry; as if he had
never been gloomy and depressed in think
ing of the chasm that separated them.
He couldn't believe it, even when he felt
her hot cheek against his. She was
woman then! And million or so of dol
lars didn't make any difference, after all!
The barrier that had appeared so hope
first word of love; and Hyatt felt as
pleasantly foolish as man who, cropping
in the darkness, pushes violently at door
that isn't there-and falls triumphantly
through the opening!
Yet he had to say what was in his mind.
elizabeth he told her, practising GIN
gerly upon the name "You are doing
just what they want you to. | believe in
my soul there's conspiracy to make you
sell these plants-and you're playing into
their hands'
She laughed with her eyes-laughed
mysteriously.
@Let the conspirators beware!" she said
in mock-tragic tones. @Ah, Edwin, am
fory when l want to be. You just wait.
/ have plan! And it isn't new plan,
either. thought of it long ago-it seems
long ago-and now that what has hap
pencils what has happened-Fm going
to do it!'
Hyatt had great desire to say some
thing heroic at that juncture-and like
many another sincere fellow whose feelings
are too big for utterance, he said some
thing surprisingly trivial instead. What
he remarked was:
ooh, well, l can't give you Office advice
any more. I'm fired!'
He thought she would laugh at this.
But she didn't 1t came near producing
the horribly opposite effect. Her eyes
clouded as she answered:
"Please never say anything like that
again, Edwin! | mean, not while it is
fresh wound-in here-as it is. | know
l ought to laugh about it, butt can't.
You don't know what torture it was for
me-to say what did It's true didn't
want you to work for me any longer! But
do you know why didn't? H.
"Oh, let's not talk about it, sweet
heart!" he said, drawing her toward him.
But she drew away
ayes, l must talk about it. l must
explain it. l didn't want you to ,Dork for
me any more! knew was beginning to
care for you'll knew it most when you
were away on that long, long trip. l
didn't take interest in my work, Edwin.
l used to stand in front of the railroad
map over there every morning, and won
der just what spot you were on. Wasn't
that maudlin? 1t was then | began to
realize-what had happened! 1t was then
began to half dread your coming back
to greet me as Miss Farnum,' as your em-
ployer, as somebody who was paying your
good heavens! don't you see what |
mean, Edwin? didn't want you working
for me. / wanted to be working for you.
didn't want to tell you what to do. l
wanted you to tell me what to do. 1t
seemed so unreasonable and unjust and
and not nice at ALTO be the superior of
man who-who was so much superior