The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-03-08

tllut tiliS Junior CuD was getting more
attention than himself; that, wherever
he happened to be, somewhere in the
ofting would be Carlotta and the Lamb,
| the latter cycling her with worship. Her
indifference had only piqueu him. The
enthr0ning of successor CALLED him.
| Between them, the Lamb suffered
mightlly--was subject to frequent
"bawling out" as he termed it. in the
operating room us he assisted the an
esthetist. He took his troubles to Car
lotta, who soothcd him in the corridor
by putting sympathetic hand on
his sleeve.
Then, one day, Wilson was goaded
to speech.
'For the love Of heaven, Cnrlotta,"
he said impatiently, stop making love
to that wretched boy. He wriggles like
worm If you look ut him."
II like him. He is thoroughly genu-
inc. 1 respect him, and he respects
me-"
''It's rather silly game, you know.
Do you think don't underestimate"
perhaps you do. IL don't really
care lot about him, Max. But I've
been downhearted. He cheers me up"
Her attraction for him was almost
gone--nOt quite. He felt rather sorry
for her.
I'm sorry. Then you are not angry
with me?'
"Angry? No." She lifted her eyes
to his and for once she was not acting.
II knew 1t would end, of course.
have lost IA lover. l expected that
But wanted to keep friend"
! 1t was the right note. Why, after all,
should he not be her friend? He had
! treated her cruelty, hideously. If she
still desired his friendship, there was
no disloyalty to Sidney In giving 1t. And
Carlottn was very careful. Not once
again did she allow him to see what lay
/ in her eyes. She told him of her wor.
, rieS.
The Lamb was lowering near, hot
eyes on them both. 1t was no place to
talk.
Sidney would be at q lecture that
night. The evening loomed temptingly
| free.
| Suppose you meet me at the old cor
ner," he said careleSsly, eyes on the
Lamb, who was forgetting that he was
only q junior inferno and was glnrlng
fcrociously. "Well run out into the
country and talk things over"
She demurred. with her heart beating
triumphantly.
whats the use of going back to
that2 It's over. isn't it?"
: Her objection made him determined.
I'm yinlI nj ~,
made his way down to the smoking
room, it was with the feeling that he
had won u victory.
*. had been uneasy all that day; his
ledgers irritated him. He had been
sleeping badly since Sidney's announce
ncnt of her engagement. At five o'clock
when he left the office, he found Joe
Drummond waiting outside on the
pavement.
Mother said you'd been up to see
me Il couple of times. thought Id
come around"
X. looked ut his watch.
"What do you say to walk?"
"Not out in the country. I'm not ms
muscular as you are. I'll go about town
! lOI Il Iull-uOur Or SO.
| Thus forcstalled, X. found his sub
ject hard to lead up to. But here again
Joe met him more than halfway.
"Wel, go on" he said, when they
found themselves in the park /; II guess
L know what you are going to say"
I'm not going to preach, If you're
expecting that. Ordinarily, If man
insists on making fool Of himself, I
/ let him alone"
! "Why make an exception of me?"
/ "One reason Is that happen to like
YOU. The other reason Is thnt whether
YOU admit 1T or not, you are acting
like II young idiot, and are putting the
responsibility on the shoulders Of
someone else"
"She is responsible, isn't she?"
| mot In the least. How old are you,
Joc?"
"Twcnty-three, almost"
Exactly. You are man, and you
are acting like bad boy. It's Il dis
appointment to me. It's more than
that to Sidney"
"Aluch she cares! She's going to
marry Wilson, isn't she2'
| There is no announcement Of any
engagement"
"She Is, and you know it, Well,
she'll be happy-not. If Ia 80 to her
tonight and tell her what know,
she'd never see him again"
The idea, thus born in his over.
| wrought brain, obSrSScd him. He
turned to it again and again. Le