Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-03-28
A. CHANGE from Yesterday

rather a change from yesterday, isn't
it?"-then hastily, the weather l
mean. 1t looked as if We were in
for-for days more of 1t. didn't it
Here he came up to the stile and
held out hand. But she Jumped
down without that. Shy. he thought
in dismay. because she cared so
dreadfully.
With his heart in his damp
the unreliability of the Welsh
mountains. II thought that when
they were pale lilac color. and all
far away, like yesterday, it meant
that the weather was set fair for
ever SO long"
Here Mauve spoke rather brusque-
| ly, and without looking at him. She
| had her head down and was feeling
| in the pocket Of her jumper. 1--WE
brought YOU" she began.
For just that instant as she spoke
| there flashed through the mind of
/ young Laverock quite sequence of
| bitter thoughts on the subject of
I her having brought him anything at
! vulsion took him against this in
trusive, this ever-recurrent habit of
| women.
| Always they wanted to give you
something! Some little thing
/ or some big thing" The privi-
lege of calling them by their
| Christian names or the whole story
of their last engagement or Gas that
maudlin song puts it, the right to
love them all the while. (UghD At
the same time they insisted on
spraying you with presents that
i they had chosen or knitted or
\ 60, lat
| book you really ought to read, this
waistcoat, this amber mouthpiece,
| letter case, pair of motoring gloves,
muller, mascot. 1t was unbearable;
you never wanted them to do 1t:
| you'd much rather they didn't, you
| told them so. They would do It.
/ After Arches bad night and
! in his state of cold and hostile re-
action. this chronic giving of gifts
seemed to him the most repulsive
trait in the whole Repellent Sex.
| (Genuinely, at that moment, he de-
! tested wOmen)
to give him something. He wonder
| ed Call this still in that swiftest
| flash of thoughD whether it would
be another silk handkerchief with
his initials on it; he had four dozen
/ of them.
! Mauve finished her sentence. g.
| this, that came yesterday evening""
J and handed to him-a telegram.
| DO open it," she said, and while
/ he ripped open the envelope he
heard her explaining quickly, "Of
| course. you ought to have had 1t
last night, but cook took 1t in just
as she was busy with dinner and
forgot or something. She ought to
have sent Megan or Cuenwen with
it, but they weren't. speaking
yesterday.
| Il can't discover what all these
rows among the maids are about"
complained the young mistress of
Rhos-to the equally ignorant cause
of the row."
| Neither she nor Archie would
know how much seething jealousy
or how many tear-stained scenes
had been set in the Rios kitchen
during the last weeks, and all be-
cause each member of the staff
wished to be the only one to attend
upon her" Mr.. Laverock, to receive
a smile, a good morning, thank
F.! you. The dlsturber (who, after all.
realized but little of the disturb
ances he caused) read the telegram
which cook had suppressed for a
night rather than let the hand of a
| fellow-servant touch it. He guessed
that ii would contain tidings of cer-
tain white flannels at the cleaners.
But the message was from his
!, firm. and it ran
Return at once with Navarro to
London"
Suddenly Mauve's eyes beheld an
odd sight.
She had been looking at Archie
Laverock ever since he came up to
her at the stile, in bewilderment and
doubt. The doubt and the bewiIder-
ment mad been about herself as well
as about this man, who had held her
IN his arms yesterday.
| questions buzZed in her: "Why is
there this change from Yesterday?
| why isn't he as he was last even
| ing? For that matter, why am I not
as was? Why aren't we saying or
Going anything? Why didn't he
| even take my hand-ah, he was 60
ing to help me down from the stile.
but ! wouldn't let him. WHY
wouldn't 1? What is happening !?
what Is going to happen rext?"
The answer to all the questions
came with that lightning swift
glimpse of Archie Laverock's face
as he. read the wire.
1t was suddenly so glad that II
seemed TRANSPORTED; radiant. A
mask seemed to drop from II. Yes.
there had been q mask-a mask Of
pretense, now dropped.
| The look lasted only for a second.
Next instant his face became as II
was before. She could hardly be-
iieve she had seen that CLEAN Of de-
nght, relief. In tone of some con-
sternation ne was exclaiming: Il
say: This is bit of a shock!"
| :, there 1t occurred TO both of them
the others name)
| Look here" said he, and handed
her the wire.
| London" ~
For moment Mauve scarcelv
| TOOK IN the words Of the MESA ge.
she was still blankiy wonderin1
over that change of face. No get.
ting over 1t. there had been a posi.
i've shout of joy in his eyes. Joy,
because of his recall! 1t had gone
again in an instant: he was now
Keeping a decent screen of dismay.
but she'd seen.
Shed seen.
In that moment she had seen more
vi tne Rover than she had done
curing all his time at Rios. She
was hlled with mingled understand
ins, disliiusionment, amusement.
shame. rgret, and even relief.
| Inen: as she read that wire again.
something else happened, rather
| ODDLY perhaps. but in the subter-
| ranean manner that the more crucial
events OF our lives do sometimes
| For 1t was at this moment that
Mauve Rice Mathews. PLAYING. ~