Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-10-27
She laughed n LITTLE

Let us hope so, at any rate" said |
Feathers, dryly, then he smiled. "I
don't think there are many women In |
the world who would care to take me
for a husband
They would If they knew how kind
you can be-"
Feathers rolled over, resting his ell
bows on the grass and his chin in his
hands.
me-" he said.
II never fatter any one" Marie an
swered: And l wish you would take
me seriously sometimes" she added,
trifle offendedly.
Feathers was absently piing up
little heap of tiny twigs and last years
leaves.
Il might be rather monster IL II
were serious,' he said.
Marie shook her head.
II don't think so! think I should
like you better, Sometimes now I've
got the feeling that you're not really
natural with Inc. No. no, / don't think
quite mean that either It's so diff
cult to explain, but sometimes it seems
as if-almost as IL you were--were
trying to keep Inc at arms length" she
You imaqipn ,h;n,s" " ro,,ho,
said, e'' "'"'''
II don't think so " .ho orsworod
quietly. "I know IN, not T", r,rni, ""e''u os
Judge Of chorartor or nnrtbi,n M In ~, "
but since we've been such friends We
thought about you good deal, and
="
II am indeed honorcd."
She flushed sensitively.
"There, Tbot,s what 7 uoo,u.,o,
Won sov tbincs lilo thofi T. ;s,,,. VII. VII
YOU that's saving II is - 'T' n,oo' oo,'i'!
you're nor sav;ng ,rbot ,o,, ,,o,,,d Ill.
lilo to sor ;; sL m"'. !Ju Mouiu rvn'IS
II explain mvsoIf ,,orS, h,j,,, 49,
II Bit know !, nv bsart ubot
mean. really 7 do
There was little silence. then
Feathers said gently
Don't trouble about ,,o ,r,s Tau
less! I'm not ot nil n n,vstor;ors I"m mor
son nc Won soo,, a. l." ;t.,i ;ou" ~
Just an ordinary monWos saIt;sb aa NJ,
most of 'em and no bottor thnn ~"
worst but brt ~, ,'or,. 'nmm tmI
that you've taken me for friend ),
Chris asked in his l,st lrttrr if ia
seen Won.
did hep"
eyes. he said Won hod rroms,J n
call. but that he did NOT think yo,,
would. He has to,d me so often tbot
Won don't lilo woman - '''
~ don't like them -
"Perhaps Won haven't mot ,ho rich,
Sort" she hazarded.
cor perbons 7 hava " bo ,nsworoJ
grimly. He laughed meeting her sym.
pathetic ewes mo I'm not ono 90
those romantic cbans with Iove storv
in the past done nm with hlun ribbons
and lavender. If vou're tryiny tn nit
lnc on that score I'r, sorrvEhmt I dnm't
deserve it,
She Iookad ot hin, etoo,,;1,,
"Arc Won Iom,h;ng NJ mo- NJ m.
Lers9r sIo oskeT ~ b,r. ,o;aa
roo.ho.a, L., -, :.
,o,, hnit utts'IS L nI"u iell oESr hcrs as II
fa ns nun oulteu IN .he So,t grass, ana
iui " nio.iivht th ms nhsels cioseu ABOUT II
rnot g. a S''p '"a' "ur'' 'neh ne so' u MS
IVY;
ta.a .nush'hs ut you Don you hho"
nay ~ -. t"un 'uu'
,. e ~ent over 10 'he car ana ous'eu
Marie watnb,s, w. r." him 'o uitb ''',ne ohaor;n"d n"
ewes
She uLed hin, ca n,rcb but clio nm
~
family whom nresontlv bo coiIod 20 bor
thar II was time r. make n START Shr
,vor+ o,nr onJ stool boil L;n,
"You'ro not onarv n.;th mo oro
vou - she 1sI;ed besit.tingIv
Su
one t"ousht az nrst ne had not heard.
CntlI ~, nc ne SaIn @ DrlsquclF ,.,., , ,,.
~ N.Y., ""SrE VIII" Sou-o"'!
WIN myself
.cp ~ pL!Ne" w npr Soal lro',i we ETns.;
P9t this onIyou mustn t take coId.
;,, nut lie n,'ue no attempt 70 ne'9 mst
inG illIo IT, anu Snrrr was .'t'u nurt
Sho y" uas % s,ro thot sbo had ramnbou,
ounnyaJ b;,, brt co,,IJ nnt mndor,
stand In what wov SLa sunnosod II
must ha irst hcr s,unidity'
"And where shall we 20 next time:"
she asked. as they neared London on
The wov home, "Can't we 90 Cut again
tomorrGw if Won ore not engaged"
Feathers did not answer nt once
then he said rather stifily: Chris may
be home"
Marie laughed cynically.
honnen,"
,Tboro nos q ronppt's .iIcnca tbe,,
roothors soid oImost iercrIv.
"IIe on"ht ~ rSmc home II is his
du+v r. come bomei''
Sbc did NOT answer-did not know
how to answcr She was conscious of
IittIc feeling Of pcrplexity, but she
nsked no mere questions. and when they
were home again she held out her hand.
Good by. Mr.. bakers, and thank
you so much.
His deep eyes met hers rather de-
family.
"And what about tomorrow: he