The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1919-07-17

as Sne went In the door.
Maize was furious with herself.
ITO think of how dignified | thought
] was that day l snubbed him, and
then, of all men in New York, he should
find me sitting in front of him in the
mud" She gazed ruefully at the rub
bers. Then:
why should l care! Horrid old
thing!"
About eight o'clock In the evening
Maize was surprised to find her res
cuer on the telephone.
Miss Jones'" he said, "when l saw
you home this evening l realized that
you live next door to me, and l should
like to run over now and talk to you
about the music, If you have fully re-
covered from your fail. May III
"Why-yes-yes, indeed!" Maize
was confused,
She thought: Horrld old man, he
wants TO return my compositions 81 !
won't bother him at the office again."
Nevertheless she went to her Dom
and powdered her nose before the mir
ror of her dressing oom and felt sure
that her gown WAS most becoming.
yer slippers which matched 1t. Then
going back to the drawing room, she
was ready TO receive the ogre. II shall
be dignified TO spite him." she thought.
The maid announced "Mr. Gran
ville," and he followed Immediately.
"Good evening, Miss Jones'" He
bowed most graciously, holding the
music in his hand.
Maize was stunned with surprise, for
here was a very different person from
the man in the office. He was tall and
straight, had a pleasant smile and was
without spectacles.
"Oh-oh-I thought you were an old
man." she exclaimed.
"Well, I am rather-that is, / Inn
thirty-four, which is q great deal older
than you"
II am twenty-four," Maize replied,
"but thought when l saw you In the
office that you were as old as my ia
Their. You don't look at all old to-
night, though"
Perhaps l am more human than /
was the other day."
Perhaps" said Maize, f~reezingly.
Seeing he was on dangerous ground
he changed the subject.
Maize stole a glance at him and
was glad she had looked In her mirror.
II find / like your music very much,
but would like to suggest q few
changes. May l show them to you!
You see. this is from the standpoint
of the market" he hastened to add.
You are very Kind. Yes, l should
like to have your criticism"
"Well, hardly that" he replied, "bnt
/ think if you would change this II
would go better" pointing to a place
in the score.
Maize saw at once that the changes
he suggested were an Improvement
and they went on from that TO discuss
old.
Tom Granville arose to go. 1--WE
haven't finished going over the mu-
sic. May l come tomorrow night?"
"Oh, yes" Maize answered. II am so
happy that you are going to publish
Ii. One is so foolish about ones crea-
lions. you know"
The next night he took the music
with him to have 1t published.
There were many things to be seen
to in the next few weeks which ne
cessitated telephone calls and personal
calls In the evening-many OF them.
Very 500 they were calling each
other Tom and Maize.
Maize loved the outdoors and she
and Tom took long walks In Central
Park and along Riverside drive; they
drank in the delightfully."- cool air which
swept over the Hudson. Toms mus
cles began to harden and he soon lost
the flabby SLOUGH Of the office. In fact
he was very good looking and very
happy. Maize had forgotten her first
impressions and TO her he seemed a
great, big, splendid hero.
They found they were most %congenial,
for not only had they their music in
common, but both loved pictures and
visited the art galleries together when
tNCL VII ouiu cav thC OnlCc III
Maize her studies. These days were
eagerly looked forward to and became
a part of their lives.
At last the time drew near for Maize
TO go back to her home in Ohio. Only
one more afternoon for them TO be to-
gether. They were very silent as they
seated themselves on a bench near the
big fountain in Central park.
"Will you marry me. Maize? ! have
loved you from the moment you scold-
ed me In the Office"
"What IL II should become a habit
with me? You wouldn't like to be
scolded again. would you?" she asked
smiling roguishly at him.
"Yes. yes, by all means scold II I
ever become such a boor again. I
was settling into the worst form Of
old bachelorhood when you startled
me out Of my ~comDIacency. Please
marry me and save mel"
Males worshipful look was turned
full upon his handsome face as she re-
piled:
Il will marry you. but ii win be be-
cause l love you"
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