The Holbrook news., 1922-06-16
ANN GALE
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By MILDRED WHITE

headed every paper. For Dick Gov inston, you recall, was one of OFT very rich young men, and his ap- preaching marriage with this or that heiress constantly heralded. These supposed engagements having been later denied, society immediately be gan to speculate. The English woman whose hand ru- 1 nor bestowed upon Richard had fol | lowed him, it was related. to his own country, and Was now in seclusion in an American village, | Now, whether this gossip might be | true, society iE general was anxious to ascertain reporters were the young mans aversion, and no authentic in | terview had taken place. Richard, on his return, made Bright Port by the sea his stopping place. | and brought the Honorable Bertie with | him.
 Dick expected to be bored, as usual; | but his second morning in Bright Port | changed this expectation. CdE Eering down leafy lane, he came one day upon a witching young | creature. The girls eyes twinkled at him, and she spoke his name. Richard, displeaSed at the uncon- yenti0nal address, would have ridden of his way-but the girl smiled, most entrancing smile, and Richard halted-and fingered. Though she confessed to being a guest of the h"- tel, Miss Ann frankly informed him | that she was not of his class. Nor, >he saucily added, did she care to be-
 So, as there was no promise of meet ing his charmer on common ground. Richard took to haunting the byways cf Bright Port, and was usually. though briefly, rewarded. When he came upon Bertie talking to Ann, Dick was unreasonably angry.
 How did you happen to meet him:' he asked the girl.
 The way I happened to meet you" she calmly replied.
 Her teasing dark eyes upon him, Ann Gale charged Richard with his re ported English attachment, and for the first time Richard gave practi- cally the story of his life's history. It was so far removed from newspaper supposition that Ann opened wider her witching eyes
 "Now, what do you think of that?' she exclaimed.
 The Hon. Bertie was as sur prised as hls friend that night when they glimpsed Ann. in a white frock at the hotel dance
 "Never saw her in public" re- marked Bertie: wont the women freeze the unknown?"
 If the women did, two very good dancing partners made up to Ann for the lax Then at midnight. like Gin derella. the unknown" slipped away from the ball.
 "Who is she?" they asked one an- other
 An ill-natured person answered the question in her significant way.
 Three jeweled necklaces have re gently disappeared from rooms of guests,' she said.
 Covington heard the words.
 Lets get out into fresh air." he said to Bertie.
 In the gardens the men talked the thing over.
 Its darned queer," unused Bertie, that Miss Gale is so keen on keep ing herself secret-so to speak; most attractive little lady, too, that 1 have ever met If it were not for Lady Kitty. now"
 If Miss Gale prefers to keep to herself, that's her privilege" Richard curiiy retorted.
 The music ceased, the guests had long since sought their apartments. while the friends fingered in the gar den over their cigars.
 Suddenly Dick leaned forward with an exclamation; down an outer stair way from the ballroom balcony, a slight. white clad figure was descend ing. In the moonlight Gales face was plainly ,1istinguishable. Beneath the fringe of her scarf, something half concealed glittered. Bertie muttered. as Richard rushed toward the girl. At sight of him, Ann started. then smiled in usual composure.
 "Well?" she asked him.
 Ut is r. he said breathlessly, "who ask the question. The hour is very late, Ann; you are alone" he glanced up to the balcony whence she had come.
 q fell asleep on the rest room couch" Ann pleasantly explained and when they locked the ballroom. they locked me in. So I climbed out through the balcony window, and here I am.'
 "Ann." distress was in Richards tone. Don't you think you owe it Ia me to tell me something about your self?
 q have loved you as yOu desired- unauestioning. Now, 1 ask you to be my wife,
 "Now?' repeated the girl softly sine paused.
 "I have told you of my humhleness Richard, but l think l have never been 1 so humble as now, before your true love-"
 From the fold of her scarf. she drew her own small glistening fan T am just journalist person, Richard, sent after the story that others failed in getting" The laughter light came back to Ann's dark eyes.
 Tt would be good story. Richard. with the titled lady engaged tn Mir Saunders, instead of you. But l will let the scoop go, because, well, JlSt because" ended Ann happily. Rich