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A Girl and a Man
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE
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CHAPTER XXX,
(Copyright, 1918, Star Company.)
GNES MORLEY pushed her
chair back from the dinner ta
ble that night and sighed.
“I will do the dishes, Auntie” she
announced. “Then I think I will put
on A wrapper, read for a while, and
®0 1o bed.”
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fi‘“- “But the day has been foar
hot, and | have been working
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had depressed her. Yet she knew
that the cold, impersonal sound of his
voice as he disclaimed responsibility
for the anonymous gift still rang !n
her mind. |
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that she walt a minute. Her only
sensation at the time had been one of
‘resentment against him and of anger
with herself, coupled with a feeling
of humiliation, ‘
“I understood you to sayv,” Miss
Morley ventured after a minute, “that
you were to have a caller tonight—
Mr., Picking”
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ten that her former teacher was to
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can't! I'm terribly tired, and he bores
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Yet when—after the table was
cleared and the dishes washed-—she
caught sight of herself in a mirror,
she hurried into her room and are
rayed herself in a fresh white dress
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however, pin one of the roses in her
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respect demands that. 1 suppose Mr,
Pickens himself will come all dressed
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his glory.”
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thought that she had not been guilty
of exaggeration when she saw the
splendor of the costume in which her
caller appeared fifteen minutes later,
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bony ankles, Randolph Pickens was
arrayed in a sult of violent plaid, in
which green was the prevailing color,
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scarf or silk surpassing in its gaudy
coloring the most brilliant lily any
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with the brick-red of his face, flushed
from embarrassment and a hasty
climbing of the stairs. Magenta socks
showed warmly above a pair of bright
vellow shoes, From the breast pock
et of the suit protruded the corner of
a yellow silk handerchief. This was
evidently carried only for decorative
purposes, for its owner mopped his
face vigorously with a plebeian cot
ton handkerchief, which he drew from
his hdp pocket.
“Good evening, Miss Morley,” he
’rutod his hostess, abruptly. “1 hope
see you in good health and unaf
fected by the extreme heat?”
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in the demanor of Randolph Picknas,
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sult of the stair-climbing, or 1t might
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pressed emotion. He spoke in sud
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held a cone-shaped parcel, wrapped
flowers, but sweetpeas always remind
linquished his hat and seated himself
in the little parior did he hand the
parcel to Agnes,
His Tribute to Agnes.
“This Is merely a slight token of my
esteem, Miss Morley,” he sald, in the
tone of one delivering a carefully
memorized speech. “They are humble
flowers, but sweetpeas always rmind
me of you in their freshness and-—if
1 mnn sO--their innocence,”
“These are very lovely,” the girl
sald, sincerely. “But, Mr. Plckens,”
She added, thrown off her guard for
the moment, “you should not send me
0 many lovely flowers. Those roses”
—pointing to the vase of great glnk
blooms-—“came from you, didn't { ey ?
They ure so lovely'"”
For a full half-minute the man
looked at the roses in silence. Then
lhu eyes fell on his own humble of
fering of sweeipeas.
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“No” he said, slowly, “I 4id not
send you those roses. They are fine,”
he added, wistfully, “I wish they had
come from me.”
Agnes began to talk rapidly to hide
her confusion and her pity. Her com
panion responded only in monolylh-<
bles. Apparently there was some
thing he wanted to say, yet he lacked
courage to begin. At last he drew a
long breath, and; in the stress of
some emotion, mopped his forehead
with the decorative silk handkerchief,
This he then rolled into a ball be
tween his perspiring hands, |
“Miss Morley,” he plunged In des
perately, “1 have come to your abode
this evening with one idea only. Be
fore 1 go any further 1 should inform
you that my work has been recog
nized by my superiors at the business
college by a substantial increase in
iy salary, which lifts me above the
fear of want"
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face before him, and continued:
“l desire to lay at your feet my
Leart, hand and estate. May I hope
that you will look kindly upon my
suit?” Then, with a gulp, he drope
ped stilted phraseology. “I love you!™
he blurted forth.
Later Agnes could never recollect
what she sald in reply. But she re<
membered the hurt expression thag
crept into the thin face,
“Don’t try to explain,” he eaid,
quietly. “I am sorry.”
He took up his hat and moved to+
ward the door. Here he looked back,
“Sometime | would like to do somes
thing for yYou,” he sald, .
He was gone before she roe
ply. Beside the nu-n:f Toses
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