Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1920-10-09
A STORM.
CHAPTER CXXV.

CHAPTER CXXV.
Kate had delivered my message
and soon rcappeared with the tea
| and cakes that Muriel loved. In
| the meantime storm had arisen,
and 1t Numbered and lightened
frightaully. ! always had been
timid in a thunder storm, and
| Edith was even more so, so now |
sent for her, and Leonard took her
on his lap and told her stories to
make her forget the storm. had
| drawn the shades and turned on
the lights, so that it might be shut
| out as much as possible.
AS Leonard talked to Edith, and
| Muriel slipped her tea and as she
! laughingly expressed it 'gorged
| herself with cakes | couldn't help
| but think how happy he could
make Edith as well as me. Then /
became frightened again at what
that thought implied, and going to
the piano | played until the storm
ceased, and so we could send Edith
back to Mandy, and talk naturally
again.
How Edith grows" Muriel re-
marked, after she left us, she Is
going to be tall like Mr.. Hammond
guess. She grows very like him
| think, don't you?"
mol think she is more like
| my family, although not like me
perhaps fortunately" l laughed.
| "FishingP" Laughed Muriel.
Muricl Remains.
Leonard soon left but Muriel re-
manned. | was both glad and sorry.
| had told her of my unhappiness,
| should | tell her of EeOnards love,
J of the happiness it had brought
me, or should l try to pretend--as
had before. that he was nothing
! to me? T.,
How are things, Mildred?" she
asked, looking closely at me, Have
you and Clifford uuarreled, or did
4 he tell you about his Chicago ex-
! perience in q way that satisfied
your" -
"He told me nothing, absolutely
refused to answer single question.
Yes, we squarreled. ! threatened
to go to Mabel Horton and he went
into one of his RACES and left me.
declaring that he was going to
spend the evening with her
/ I'm sorry, l had hoped he
would give you some sort of an eX--
PLANTATION so that you would feel
| happier, But don't give mp dear.
| | am sure things aren't as bad as
you or that meddlesome Kate Jor-
don would have you think. Mr.
/ Hammond was so long bachelor
/ that | suppose he resents questions,
and things of that sort more than
| a man who had not lived his life
SO long alone. 1t would he only
4 natural
Il know. all that, and have SELL
dom questioned him in' any way,
| But this is different" I replied.
and was surprised how hard and
luneompromising my voice soundr
ed" .,-... --..
"Yes--I don't know that blame
you; but / am sorry you allowed II
4 to come to quarrel, For your
sake. she finished musingly.
An Unusual silence.
For some time we remained 81
! lent-a very unusual thing when
we were together. Muriel was a
perfect chatterboX, and l also had
| plenty to say especially when with
her. | realized that she knew she
had interrupted Leonard and me
at crucial time in spite OF the
light way, she had treated it. Also
that she had meant more by her
Bible quotation. than appeared on
fhe surface. Yet she asked no fur
fther auestions-then, andsI broke
the silence by asking her advice
a buuesa pff~te1 school just opeted
TO which WI Thought Of sending
Edith. It was a safe subject.
eyes. / have heard 1t Is excel
La !. sha ranliea to my query