Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1917-10-19
| AUTHOR Of THE LONE
WOLF, " THE BRASS
| BOWL, ETC.

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picked .up wary heels and stole on uI
Fifth avenue.
"You darling!" he declared with
emotion. "Wait-till I get my-breath
! Mans got-no business counting when
he amt in training"
Lydia laughed aloud. Impossible to
resent the extravagances Of this ire.
pressible boy! "Tm in no hurry" she
countered, hint of malice making
piquant her occurrences.
Il got your said Peter, breathing
heavily.
/ Suddenly Lydia realized that Peter
was the cheerfullest soul she had ever
known. She'd be sorry to lose him,
with his high spirits and honest, out
spoken friendliness.
| But she was bound to lose him; anq
not him alone, but all her new-found
| friends. This night had demonstrated
| indisputably in her understanding that
Craven's mode of life could never be
hers. They lived and thought on diff
| ferent planes. Downing streets secret
agent must of necessity have his
secrets and guard them jealousy; but
love and loyalty could not endure in an
atmosphere of petty deception, useless,
| persistent fibbing, feigned emotion in.
| trinsic selfishness.
| She meant to leave him without de-
lay. Come morning, and she would
strike out for herself. And that in
volved forfeiture not only of her ia
Their, but of his friends that now were
hers. 1t would be impossible to keep
on terms of equality and companion
ship with those amiable creatures OF
exalted irresponsibility, and spend her
days-behind a counter! She felt very
forlorn, lonely, young and inexperi.
! enced.
She turned at length from unseeing
contemplation of Central parks dismal
perspectives, to look curiously at Peter
who forthwith grinned gracelessly.
'What do you want-madman?"
"Just to talk to you," he replied
frankly. "You keep to yourself SO
much--I get lonesome and desperate.
Think what it must mean not to see
you in over twelve hours to man Of
my mercurial temperament Honest,
I was feeling awful low hen you
showed up just now. In al ss.ier hour
I'd we been taking things seriously
the same as YOU"
''What makes you say thatY"
Because you show it."
'Do I, really?" she pleaded anx
iously.
''Not SOS anybody'd notice 1t but me-
You'll have to learn that you can hide
nothing from me. Consider what a
swell time you'll have when we're mar
ried."
"No-don't joke, please. II am not
very happy tonight
"You aren't?" Peter sat up at atten.
ton, serious for once at least.
''It's nothing-don't ask me, please
I'm just a bit low-spirited."
Nothing doing!" declared Peter
firmly. Discrimination isn't your long
suit. I know!' He nodded with i'm
mense gravity. you're fretting about
that cussed necklace" He drew q long
breath and lied magnificently. "You
see, we were talking it over when you
came in: Quoin calling Betty down for
making Craven try to smuggle, and
Betty fighting back like a good one
the whole story coming out. I don't
care If Tad is your father, he hadn't
any right to put raw deal like that
over on you. Now" Peter wound up
defensively, "turn loose the heavy artil-
lery! I've spoken my mind when 1t
was none of my business, and It's up
to me to take the count without a
whimper."
Lydia was silent, her face averted.
NO." she said presently, "Tm not
angry with you. Why should be? ]
myself don't think it was right. It.
it's pleasant to know somebody sympa-
thizes, when everybody else seems to
think it nothing at ALL
mot my way Of looking at It," Peter
insisted. 'Listen to me nowl Why not
marry me and chuck the whole game
Betty, Tad, Quoin, the whole OUTFIT
Think how good it would be to know
you don't have to care what they think
Just say Peter, you're onv and we're
off-winter in Egypt-everything like
that. You see? Not bit Of use fret
ting about people when life makes It.
self SO easy"
please don't, Peter. It makes you
seem-unsympathetic, after ALL
Don't you believe it. I'm so full of
sympathy for you that 1t hurts me.
Please won't you marry me?'
81 can't listen to you If you will go
on this wayw she cried, half distract
ed. "rm not thinking Of marrying any
body"
II know. It's Just as good line as
1t ever was, and you read it to perfec-
tion.. But it loses force with repetition,
my dear. Don't forget that this is an
other scene-several chapters farther
on-and no other fellow has turned up
to make 1t difficult for you to decide. ]