Tombstone epitaph. (Tombstone, Ariz.) 1887-current, 1918-01-20
CHAPTER vilI-contInued.

CHAPTER vili-contInued.
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The lights were lowered a 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"
As they drove from Luigi's to
Knightsbridge. 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-
trians, the women lightly and gayly
clad fitting. notwithstanding some sim
lister note about their movements, like
butterflies or bright-hued moths along
the pavements and across the strRts.
The procession Of taxicabs and auto
mobiles. each with its human freight
Of men and women In evening dress on
their way home after an evenings
pleasure. seemed endless.
Presently Sophy began TO talk, and
Louise. too reused herself.
II am only Just beginning to realize"
the latter said. that you are actually
In London"
when I leave you" ne replied. IT.
too, shall find .. nard to believe that
We have actually met again and talked.
There seems 20 be so much that have
70 say" he added. looking at her close
". "and I have said nothing"
There is plenty Of time" she told
aim. and once more the signs Of that
siight nervousness were apparent in
aer manner. There are weeks and
AOnths ahead Of u.s."
.When shall I see you again?" he
ssked.
whenever you like. There are no re-
Aearsals for day or two. Ring me up
on the teIephone-you will find my
eumber in the book-or come and lunch
with me tomorrow, II you like"
Thank you" he answered; that is
Just what / should like. At what timer
Half past one. Will not ask either
of YOU to come In now. You can com.
down tomorrow morning and get the
books, Sophy. 1 think l am tired
tired" she added. with curious little
note Of self-pity in her tone. Il am
very glad to have seen you again, Mr..
Strengewey." she said. lifting her eyes
70 his. Good night"
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.
you are going to take me home, are
you notT she asked.
-Of course" he replied. his eyes still
axed with a shade of regret upon the
closed door of Louise's little house.
mo. 10 Southampton street." he told
the driver.
They turned round and spun once
more Into the network Of moving We
hicles and streaming pedestrians. John
was silent, and his companion, for
attle while, humored him. Soon. how
ever. she touched him on the arm A
oueer gravity had come into her dainty
little face.
Are you really in love with Lou
;seY' she inquired, with something Of
his own directnes.
He answered her with perfect seri-
eaaness.
Il believe 90" be admitted. but ]
shouid not like to say that am abso-
tutely certain. have come here to
nnd out"
Sophy suddenly rocked with laugh
ter.
-You are the dearest queerest mad
man I have ever met r she exclaimed,
holding tightly to his arm. You 1T
there with Q face - lcng - nddle.
rendering whether you are in love
vffh q eiri or no<i Wen, I an not 20
lsc to ask you anything more. Ten De'
are you tiredr
.Not q bit." - declared. Il never
"a svch Q ripping evening In ny iife."
she hesd his arm Q little tighter. She
vus the old SopAy aSnin, fuIi q me
sud Sayety.
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