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The Little Maid in Passing 0.5
Continued From Yesterday, |
She was only consclous that her
heart was like a singing bird—that
she was about the happlest dish,
washer in the world.
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As Carrie hurried along with her
tray of steaming coffee and plle of
buns to the walting train full of
wounded men going to a base hospi
tal, ehe stumbled over someone's out
stretched foot, and with difficuity
saved herself from a bad fall
Bhe looked back, amazed, as a Ger
man oath, muttered, yet distinct, es
mm lips of the owner of the
man in stained khak! sitting
on a seat on the platform, with his
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head supported on his hands., Just
for an ilnstant he glared up at her--a
palr of angry blue eyes looked Into
hers, then down went the head again,
A German oath! :
What Tommy Atkins would use
such a thing?
What Tommy would swear at a
woman? It's not the British way.
Shie hurried on, taking note of th
man's position and the fact that hz
did not seem inclined to move, Her
cheeks were aflame-her heart heat.
lnfimdly. .
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them, watching them, with hatred in
his heart and some horrible secret
work on foot,
A spy!
She distributed her coffes and buns,
only anxious to get back that she
might report the man to one of the
military oMclals on the platform. But
as &he was turning away someone
Epoke her name--at least, a name
known only to one man,
“Blue Eyes!”
She turned with o ntmed.:ry.
How He Was Saved,
#here he was at the window of one
of the carrlages. A pal had given
him coffee, and he was leaning back,
& bandage round his head and one
arm In a sling. He looked weak and
exhausted,
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SAYINGS ; .
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“You again!” she cried. “I did not!
know you were wounded.”
“It's not much—only bad luck that
the shell burst so near me just after
my life was saved by—you.”
"Br me?" BShe gazed at him with
soft Incredulous eyes and parted lips.
He bent forward, His hand closed
on hers,
“By your letters Blue Eyes—and by
you. I carried them In my breast
pocket—do you see? And there was
such a nice fat bundle of them. The
bullet that was golng stralght for
my heart from a German rifle hit
them Instead-—tore them a bit—
glanced off, So 1 say Iyuu saved my
iife. Ah! Blue Eyes, I've dreamt of
this moment so often. They tell me
this arm will never be much use
agaln, but I can write with my left
hand, and will there be chance for
me some day? Blue Eyes—speak to
me! What is the matter? There's
something up!”
“There’'s & spy among you!" she
breathed. “A man who seems to bLe
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woundod—amug on the platform. 1
stumbled over his foot, and he swore
in German!”
“By Jove! Here, Lester, go with
this lady like a troml chap; there's
a ‘lob for some of you. There's the
colonel—l'll report to him. May 1
speak to you for a minute, sir?”
A tall man In stained khak! stop
ped at the carriage door. He list
ened to the brief statement, which
Carrie corroborated, and passed
quickly on. Carrie, watching from
afar, saw a stir near where the man
was sitting, There was an alterca
tion, then two military police made
thelr appearance, and a man was led
away between them. Carrie drew a
lot;: breath,
ewas caught! He was a spy
sure enough-—one of the cleverest
He had taken khaki uniform, had
bandaged himself artistically, and
had siipped through by some means
with the rest of the men from the
front. The question was speedily
asked-—who detected him?
And the answer was:
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“Miss Carrie Carew—of the cof
fee-stall,”
Bo Carrie found herself famous,
And by the time she got back to
the train, just about to start on its
wiy to the base hospital, there was
only a moment for a word.
“You sald you were nobedy,” he
told her, as he held her hand, “but,
lo! you are somebody indeed now!
You will be paragraphed In the
press as having caught a spy., And
did you forget that 1 owe my life to
you? What are you going to do
with it, Blue Eyes?”
The train was moving, but Carrie
moved with it. And something in
her tender blue eyes emboldened the
wounded man to lean forward and
kiss her.
* "You'll loog it .own't you, sweet
heart?" he whispered,
Well, there was but one answer
sha could make, but one word she
could say, for he was nearly out of
hnflng; but tha?word reached Mm
all right, for he fell back In his cor
ner with a radiant smile.
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Carrie of the coffee-stall was—his.
‘s . . . . . .
He was passed fit for light duty
At home only when he left the hos
pital——his right arm was practically
useless. But he could wield his pen,
and the great upheava! in which he
had taken a part lent fire and vigor
to his pen, and his name speedily be
came famous, so that even his family,
with their service traditions, had
cause to be proud of him-—proud of
the man who had been a disappoint
ment to them all till now,
“You'll give up your dish-washing,”
he told Blue Kves two months later
when they met In orchards full of
dancing daffodils and pink-and-white
apple blooms, “and come and keep
house for me, If you please, madam.
[ want a housekeeper so badly!™
“Only that?" she asked, with a
wistful glance at his serfous face.
He caught her to him and laughed.
“No, much more than that, my own.
I want my sweetheart—my wife!
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“Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet
feed the swine,
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine
seam,
And feast upon strawberries, sugar
and cream!”
Isn’t that how the old rhyme goes?”
“But we shall have to study econo
my-—war economics,” she told him
solemnly,
He laughed again,
“So we shall, sweetheart; but we'll
do It together, and we may some
times run to the food mentioned In
the rhyme after all. And in any
we can always fall back on oofluuna
buttered buns. You know all there
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And she did! She knew also that
romance may be found even in a
coffee-stall! For hers had met her
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