The Ordway new era., 1917-12-07

llIe you uahe IuS Ieel uQueTSlZeQ.
He looked down at her. a little NOR,
at his ease now by reason of the friend
illness OF her manner, although he hac
still the air of one embarked upon ar
adventure, the outcome Of which was
TO be regarded with some qualms. She
was of little more than medium height
and his first impressions of her were
that she was thin, and too pale to be
Sood-lookins; that her eyes were large
and soft, with eyebrows more clearly
defined than is usual among English.
women; and that she moved without
seeming to walk.
i suppose I am tall" he admitted.
as they started of along the road.
"One doesn't notice 1t around here. My
name is John Strangewey, and our
house is Just behind that clump Of
trees there, on the top Of the hill. We
will do our best to make you comfort.
able" he added a little doubttully /;
but there are only my brother and
myself, and We have no women serv-
ants in the house"
"A roof of any sort will be a luxury"
she assured him. II only hope that We
shall not be a trouble to you in any
way"
And your name, please? he asked.
Sic was little amazed at his direct
ness, but she answered him without
hesitation.
MY name" she told him. '1s Lou.
ise."
He leaned down toward her, a little
puzzled.
Louise. But your surnameT
She laughed softly. 1t occurred to
him that nothing like her laugh had
ever been heard on that gray-walled
stretch of mountain road.
"Never mind. I am travelling incog-
nito. Who ! am. or where / am going
well, what does that matter to any
body? Perhaps do not know myself.
You can imagine, If you like, that we
came from the heart of your hills, and
that tomorrow they will open again and
welcome US back"
Il don't think there are any motor
cars in fairyland," he objected.
I'VE represent new edition of fairy
lore" she told him. Modern romano.
you know, includes motor-cars and
even French maids.-
"All the same" he protested, with
masculine bluntness, II really don't
see how l can Introduce you to my
brother as Louise from fairyiand.'
She evaded the point.
Tell me about your brother. Is he
a rui l. L.
olderr-
He is nearly twenty years older"
her companion replied He is about
my height, but he stoops more than I
DO. and his hair Is gray. l am afraid
that yoC may find him a little pecu-
liar
Es- eseo-t paused and swung open a
white gate on their lett-hand side. Be-
fore them was an ascent which seemed
70 her, In the din light, to be abso-
i1te!y preapitous-
1T Isn't 50 bad as Il looks he as
s1rs1 her. -and l am afrai5 it's the
o1iy "a! up The house is at the bend
ths-s, barely Stty yards away. You
cza s@e Light through the trees"
io- nust help me, then. please"
RE legged
Hs stooped DORM toward her. She
G-lk@2 hs- fingers together through his
lstt sra and. leaning little heavily
zfsoo hin beSan the ascent He was
eocsc4czs ot soae subtle fragrance
t-szn oer clothes. perfume strangely
c-@e-s1- from the odor Of the ghost
Ike S0we-s that bordered the steep
path rp which they we're climbing. Her
zrz-E, slight warm things though they
Esrs. AID great though his own
s-rsnzrh. felt suddenly like a yoke. At
sTs-T sep be seemed to feel their
Ssazat more insistent-a weight not
lSayscsl- solely due to this rush of un-
expected emotions.
She looked around her almost In
1onter az her companion paused with
bis hand upon little iron gate. From
behind that jagged stretch of hills in
the distance the moon had now ap-
peAred Before her was a garden,
atistere-Iooking with its prim flower
beds the trees all bent In the Same
direction, fashioned after one pattern
bJ the vfndA Beyond was the house
- long. low building. part Of II COW
cred With some kind Of creepef.
~ deg stepped aesos ths last fsv
yardg 0f lawn. ths haaek, eak 0ocs
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