The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1922-03-16

She looked down at him now, con
tent 70 be alone with her and at her
feet, and a hundred mixed emotions
stirred her. His feeling for her was
not only pitlable and absurd in him.
but IL was rapidly reaching the point
when 1t would make her absurd and
pitiable. too. Nina, instinctively
seeming the affair, had already ex-
pressed herself as hating that idiot"
Ward had scowled. Of late. at the mere
mention Of Tony's name. Even her
husband. the patient Richard. seeing
the youth ensconce himself firmly be-
side her in the Limousine, had had
aside his mild comment ''Is this young
man a fixture in our family. dear?"
"Nou should be playing tennis.
Tony" said Isabelle
Tennis - a look Of distaste crossed
Anthony's face
"Please-Cherie, - he begged.
There was "A silence trimming with
sweetness and color. Tony laid his
hand against her knee. CROPPED until
her own warm. smooth fingers were In
his own.
Does Mr.. Carter play golf tomor-
row. he asked, presently
II suppose SOL"
And you-what do you dor
'Oh, have fun day! People to
lunch. friends Of Madame Carter"
The boy laughed triumphantly.
II knew you'd say that" he said
Now. I'M tell you about tomorrow.
You and | are going To slip away. at
about one o'clock, and 20 of in the
gray car Wen go up to-well, some
where. and Wen have our lunch under
the trees. Wen be back at about four.
for the tea callers. and they may have
you until I come back for dinner.
After dinner well walk on the terrace
AS we did two wonderful. wonderful
nights ago, and perhaps" HIS voice
had fallen 70 a rich and tender note.
his eyes were rapt- Perhaps" he
said, 'just before we 90 in. at the
end Of the terrace. you'll look up at
the stars again"
aTonyI- Isabelle interrupted, her
tnce brilliant with color. My dear
boy-my dear boy, think where this
is going 10 end. In all reason-in all
reason
isabelle. what in Gods name has
reason TO do with IL :" He knelt be
fore her. and caught her hands, and
Isabelle had a terrified fear that
Ward. OF Nina. or any one else, might
start up or down the terrace steps and
see him 1.-THE instant you realize
what you and / are to each other, my
darling" he said, you begin to talk
of reason. Love isn't reason. Cherie-
It's the divinest unreason in the
world Cherie. there's never been
another woman for me: there never
will be- / can't live without you:
don't want to You're frightened now,
you don't know how we can manage
IT, But I'll find the way. The only
thing that matters is that you must
belong To me-you shall belong TO me
AS TO you in every fiber Of my be-
ing"
'Tony-for Heavens sake" Isa-
belle was in an agony. Somebody was
approaching He had gotten to his
feet. and was gloomily staring at the
river. when Nina Carter, followed by
a great white Russian hound, came
flying down the steps.
Mother" Nina. tall. overgrOwn
girl, with spectacles on her straight
nose. and straight, light-brown hair In
thick braids. stopped short and gave
her mothers companion look OF
whitening distaste. Mother" she be-
gan again, aren't you coming up for
tear
ASK Betty Allen to pour" said
Mrs. Carter. regaining her composure
rapidly. and assuming the air OF host
ess at once
Betty went home for tub" Nina
explained. she's coming back. But
Mother" she added. with a family re-
proachfuI and whining intonation.
really, you ought TO be there"
Mrs. Carter knew this as well as
Nina. But she found the child ex-
tremely trying in this puritanical
mood. Granting that this affair with
Tony did her, Isabelle. small credit.
at least IL was not for Nina TO sit In
Judgment. Rebellious, Isabelle fondled
the loving nose of the hound with a
small. brown. jeweled hand, and
glanced obviously at Tony's uncom-
promising back.
"Trot back. Nina love-" said she to
her daughter, cheerfully, land ask
| Miss Harriet to come out and pour.
I'll be there directly. Wen come right
u. Run along!'
To Nina. in this ignominous dismis-
al. there was sweet. She adored Miss
Earri.r.~ the Miss Field who had
| seen her governess and her mother
secretary for the three happiest yearz