Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1920-11-05

too. he had encountered that same op
posing force. At first he never sus
pected Otis. He had thought Otis 6
man who dlsdained society as fri
volity only for women to amuse them
selves with. He was soon to learn
however, that 1t Is often those whe
| jeer the lOudest at smart society who
secretly revere it most. Hypocritically
snob, the fiinty old capitalist was as
well versed In all those little tricks
and articles and petty subterfuges OF
socially disparaging person as the
most sophisticated dowager.
Fitzhugh's perplexity became a tor
inent One evening ut was at q
charity balD he reminded Kathleen of
the LA BOheme" evening one year
before.
II shouldn't bring 1t up" he ended.
only this Is our anniversary and an
niversaries are always the time for
recalling things"
She lowered her eyes to the cluster
of violets on her corsage. They were
his violets. He had long ago learned
her passion for the flower and seldom
the day passed but he showered her
with them.
"You do care a little7 Don't you
kathleen2"
"I-you know like you"
He said tensely: II don't want you
to like me-" q.
I'm sorry"
Il want you to love me. You know
l love you. Can't you-don't you love
me, Kathleen"
The violin sobbed with its delicious
melody. She began toying with the
vtolets. Her fingers were unsteady.
The violets fell to the floor.
Don't your" he insisted, as he re,
covered and returned them,
"Don't l what?"-pinning the flow
ers to her corsage.
Love me-"
Having finally arranged the bot
quet and stilled her trembling fingers
she permitted her arms to rest beside
her on the chair. Instantly she felt
his hand close upon hers. The sob,
bling Of the violin increased. 1t was
some wild thing of Mozart's.
Kathleen Kathleen"
She was overpoweringly conscious
of his nearness. The flesh of his hand
seemed to burn into hers. Every
nerve in her body throbbed to its pres
sure. All the restraint of years of
breeding and tradition, which thus
far had held her back, were now snap
ping asunder; and she felt herself be-
ing swept on toward that which she
feared yet longed to attain. She
could no longer resist. She gave her
self utterly to the half-frightened de-
liciousness of surrender.
"Ah love you. 1
do love you :"
They were snugly ensconced behind
the shielding palm. The violnist was
In poetic frenzy. The attention of
all was held by him. Nobody saw
them. The shadows of the March
afternoon were thickening and the
room was in semi-darkness.
After while he spoke, very softly.
so we are engaged" he said, and
In spite of him his voice trembled.
"Yes," she murmured, enclosing her
eyes. Still leaning against him, she
asked wistfully: "And are you very,
very happy?"
He held her close.
II never dreamed" said he, shat
any man could be SO divlnely happy,
least Of all myself"
Presently she sat up, with start,
and removed his enclrcling arm.
"YOu must remember" she said
hastily, "if is only between ourselves.
We mustn't announce 1t yet"
He detected strange note In her
voice.
II understand" he answered quietly.
"You see. If l promise to marry
you"
If, you promisef"
II mean when we announce our en-
gagement. / shall have to oppose ia
Their and mother. I've never breathed
word to them, you know. When l
found you had said nothing to mother
that night II thought it best, all
round, to wait little while. SO I've
never spoken. But now | shall
have to fight for you. l shall have to
defend you. You must help me all you
can, and always remember If l seem
severe or exacting 1t Is because care
for you So"
"Once," he unused, looking down at
her with the unutterable Joy of posses
sion, "you spoke rather strongly Of
my egotsm. think, sometimes.
have right to be egotistical."
Indeed, you have!" she exclaimed,
purposely misunderstanding him.
your success is the most wonderful
thing In the world"
II didn't mean exactly that" he
smiled. But go on: tell me I've &C.
cOmplished wonders"
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