The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1917-07-18

fou' ought to be thankful all your
| fifesthat you have met me and that
am disposed to take an interest in you, y
| Sophy remarked, as she moved her
chair little nearer to Johns. II am
quite sure that In very short time
you would have become well, almost
a prig. Providence has selected me to
work out your salvation" s.J
providence has been very kind,
Them" John told her. g6
II hope you mean it." she returned.
''You ought to, If you only understood
the Importance Of light-heartedness."
The lights were lowered few min
utes later, and John paid the bill.
"We've enjoyed our supper" Louise
whispered, as they passed down the
room. ''The whole evening has been
delightful f.. w..
AS they drove from Luigi's to
Knlghtsbridge, Louise leaned back in
her corner. Although her eyes were
only half closed, there was an air of
aloofness about her, an obvious lack Of
desire for conversation, which the 9TH
ers found themselves instinctively re-
specting. Even Sophy's light-hearted
chatter seemed to have deserted her,
somewhat to Johns relief.
They were in the very vortex Of
London's midnight traffic. The night
was warm for the time of year, and
about Leicester square and beyond the
pavements were crowded with pedes-
TRANS. the women lightly and gayly
clad, fitting, Notwithstanding some sin
lister note about their movements, like
butterflies or bright-hued moths along
the pavements and across the streets.
The procession of taxicabs and auto
mobiles, each with it's human freight
of men and women in evening dress on
their. way home after an evenings
pleasure, seemed endless. .- ST.
Presently Sophy began to talk, and
Louise, too reused herself. g.
II am only just beginning to realize"
the latter said, shat you are actually
In London"
"When I leave you" he replied, II,
too, shall find It hard to believe that
we have actually met again and talked.
There seems to be so much that have
to say" he added, looking at her CLOSET
~, "and I, have said nothing" eek.
"There is plenty Of time," she told
him, and once more the signs Of that
slight nervousness were apparent In
her manner. "There are weeks add
months ahead Of u.s.
"When shall see you again?" he
asked.
whenever you like. There are no re-
hearsals for a day or two. Ring me up
on the telephone-you will find my
number in the book-or come and lunch
with me tomorrow, If you like"
"Thank you," he answered; shat is
just what should like. At what time?"
"EIalf past one. I will not ask either
of you to come In how. You Gan come
down tomorrow morning ana get the
books, Sophy, l think il am tired
tired" she added, with, q curious little
note of self-pitN In heriton IT am J,
very glad to have seen you again, Mr..
Strangewey' she said, lifting her eyes
to his. GOOD night ~ " Il
He helped her out, rang the bell, and
watched her vanish through the swift
" opened door. Then he stepped back
into the taxicab. Sophy retreated into
the corner to make room for him. II
L ''You are going to take me home, are
you not?Tishe askssd. 4 ~ a.. ~ s:...,
, "Of course he replied, his eyes: still
fixed with a shade Of regret upon the
closed door Of Louise's little house.
mo. 10 Southampton street." he told
the driver. - aua...s JpiIN
They turned round and spun once
more into the network Of moving We
hicles and streaming pedestrians. John
was silent, and his companion, for
little while, humored him. Soon, how
ever, she touched him on the arm. A
queer gravity had come into her dainty
little face. 49,
Are you really in love with LOU
lse?" she inquired, with something of
his own directness.
He answered her with perfect seri-
BUSINESS.
II believe so," he admitted, ''but I
should not like to say that I am abs0-
lutelyr certain, ! have come here to
find OUT. ,..-..-.-, 9ei9 Z
Sophy suddenly rocked with laugh:
ter. ~' .'T' r. ~. q
You are the dearest, queerest mad
man l have ever metz she exclaimed,
holding tightly to his arm. "You sit
there with face as long as a fiddle,