The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-07-27

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voyage coming OVER"
Yes, IL was very smooth
But here the brilliant dialogue was
interrupted by Mr.. Marland who ask
ed if they would not like to see the
garden before luncheon.
"Oh, isn't this Sweet William" she
asked as they paused at a bed
fragrant with these old fashioned
flowers. And this Is verbena Oh.
these are macigolds-I haven't seen
any since / was a little girl. And
what are these-these little white
flowers?''
That's candytuft, perhaps in Amer
lea you give it another name"
''Oh. no. we call it candytuft. too.
remember now we used to have
beds of it at grandpa's. What won
derful hoIyhocks."
yes. the holiyhocks did very well
this year We've larger bed at the
other end of thepgarden. Oh. do be
careful" and Mrs. Marland stopped
over to unfasten Helen's dress which
had caught in rose bush.
As Helen glanced down at the
skirt held out by a thorny branch. she
realized suddenly that the sun
shining on the changeable blue silk
was lighting it up to a flame of color.
She had no idea of Its irredescent
brilliancy.
Oh, why had she let Warren per-
suade her from the staid tailor-made
suit? She would have enjoyed this
hour in the garden, but now she could
think only of this glittering conspicu-
Gus dress.
She was glad to go in again. away
from the sun where the silk became
more subdued. Almost Immediately
luncheon was announced.
To Helen's surprise and embarrass-
ment Mr.. Marland crossed the room
and formally offered his arm to escort
her to the table. The dining room was
only at the end of the hall, but to
Helen, as she walked beside Mr.. Mar
land awkwardly holding his arm, it
seemed very far away.
Warren. who was never discon-
certed, had quickly seen that he was
expected to take In Mrs. Marland, and
had offered his arm with easy grace.
But He1en's face was flushed pink
when she took the chair at Mr. Mar
lands right, which he tremendously
drew out for her.
isn't it rather dark in here?" ask
ed MIS-. Nj arlan0. Elise, you hd0 pet
ter draw up the awnings"
The maid selected the one over the
window just back Of Helen, and again
the sun shone on the offending silk,
lighting it to a gaudy briIliancy. It
seemed even more cheaply conspicu-
Gus in this dignified room with it's
dark woodwork and tapestried walls.
While they had called this only
luncheon, to Helen it seemed a long
and ceremonious dinner. To her re-
lief coffee was served in the draw
ing room, and she quickly made for the
dark corner of the sofa although Mrs.
Marland urged her to take a more
comfortable chair.
It was almost five before they
started to leave and Helen was afraid
Warren would yield to the repeated
invitations to stay to tea.
Dear, I think we'd better co." she
managed to whisper.
Both Mr.. and Mrs. Marland went to
tn station with them IN the car. AS
they stood on the platform waiting
for the train, Warren invited them in
for dinner some evening next week.
well, they're mighty fine people,
leaning back and putting up his feet
| as the train drew out. Mrs. Marland's
a nice woman. Didn't you like her?
And that was a corking luncheon
they gave u.s."
Helen murmured her assent, but her
voice lacked enthusiasm
What's the matter with your as
| though it had just concerned him.
You didn't have much TO say. did
you? / saw Mrs. Marland trying to
draw you out. but you didn't seem to
scintilate."
'"Oh, Warren. I was so wretched in
this dress. I was never 20 uncomfort-
able in my life. -Oh, why did you
make me wear ft?'
Make you wear it? what'd I have
to do with it? I told you not to wear
tailor-made suit-that's all"
"But I didn't have anything else.
And this-Oh, didn't you see 1t when
| I was in the sun? This changeable
silk fairly glittered. l never felt so
conspicuous-Oh, ii spoiled my whole
day."
Spoiled your day-fiddlesticksl III
you're going to let a little thing like
that upset you, But that's like you
you're so full of egotism, you imagine
everybody's scrutinizing you and your
clothes. Chances are nobody noticed
what you had on"