Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1922-09-15

himself to wait, and crunoiing
crust.
Dwight, expanding bit in the aura
of the food, observed that Lulu was
q regular chef, that was what Lulu
was. He still would not look at his
wife, who now remarked:
"Sheff, Dwightie. Not cheff."
This was a mean advantage, which
he pretended not to hear-another
mean advantage.
"Ina," said Lulu, "your hats just
little mite-no, over the other way"
"Was there anything to prevent
your speaking of that before" Ina
inquired acidty.
81 started to and then somebody
always said something" said Lulu
humbly.
Nothing could so much as cloud
Lulus hour. She was proof against
any shadow.
"Say, but you look tremendous to-
night" Dwight observed to her.
Understanding perfectly that this
was said to tease his wife, Lulu yet
flushed with pleasure. She saw two
women watching, and she thought:
They're feeling sorry for Ina--no-
body talking to her." She laughed
at everything that the men said. She
passionately wanted to talk herself.
,"How many folks keep going past"
she said, many times.
At length, having noted the details
Of all the clothes in range, Ina's iso-
lation palled upon her and she get
herself to take Ninian's attention.
She therefore talked with him about
himself.
"Curous you've never married,
Mn" she said.
Don't say 1t like that" he begged.
II might yet"
Ina laughed enjoyably. eyes, you
might!' she met this.
"She wants everybody to get mar
ried but she wishes I hadn't"
Dwight threw in with exceeding ran
cor.
They developed. this theme exhaus-
lively, Dwight usually speaking in-the
third person and always with his
shoulder turned a bit from his wife.
, It was inconceivable, the gusto with
which they proceeded. Ina had as
sumed for the purpose an air distrait,
casual, attentive to the scene about
them But gradually her cheeks be-
gan to burn.
"SheTl cry" Lulu thought in alarm,
and said at random: Tna, that hat Is
so pretty-ever so much prettier than
the old one" But Ina said froStily
that she never saw anything the mat
ter with the old one.
"Let us talk" said Ninian low, to
Lulu. "Then they'll simmer down.
He went on, in an undertone, about
nothing in particular. Lulu hardly
heard what he said, 1t was so pleasant
to have him talking to her in this
confidential fashion; and she was
pleasantly aware that his manner was
open to misinterpretation.
In the nick Of time the lobster was
served
Dinner and the play-the show as
Ninian called 1t. This, show was
"Peter Pam" chosen by Ninian be-
cause the seats cost the most of those
at any theater. 1t was almost inde-
cent to see how Dwight Herbert, the
immortal soul, had warmed and melt
ed at these contacts. BY the time
that all was over, and they were at
the hotel for supper, such was his
pleasurable excitation that he was
once more playful, teasing, once more
the irrepressble. But now his Ina
was to be won back, made 1t evident
that she was not one lightly to over
look, ana a fine firmnesS sat upon the
little doubling chin.
They discussed the play. Not one
of them had understood the story.
The dog-kennel part-wasn't that the
queerest thing? Nothing to do with
the rest of the play.
81 was for the pirates. The one
with the hool-he was my STYLE" said
Dwight.
"Well, there 1t Is again." Ina cried.
"They didn't belong to the real play,
either"
"Oh, WELL" Ninian said, "they have
to put in parts, 1 suppose, ~ catch
everybody. Instead Of q song and
dance, they do that"
"And I didn't understand" said Ina,
"why they all clapped when the prln-
clpal character ran down front and
said something to the audience that
time. But they all did"
Ninian thought this might have
been out of compliment Ina wished
that MOnona might have seen, con-
fessed that the last part was so pretty
that she herself would not look; and
into Ina's eyes came their loveliest
light.
Lulu sat there, hearing the talk
about the play. "Why couldn't 1 have
said that?" she thought as the others
spoke All that they said seemed to
her apropOs, but she could think Of
nothing to add. The evening had been
to her 4 light from heaven-hOw