WAS SHE DISAPPOINTED.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XLIII, Issue 2337, 27 January 1913, Page 7

WAS SHE DISAPPOINTED.

ANSWER FOR YOURSELF. The little gift clock on the mantel had chimed the half hour of 11, and Ilnrlburt was stowing away letters and papers in his coat pocket preparatory to leaving. He looked down jat the girl as she sat picking to 1 pieces one of the red geraniums in j the bowl. I “It’s a wonder you wouldn’t give j me one,” lie said, experimentally. ‘ A flower?” she asked, and pushed the bowl toward him. “Take your choice. ” He laughed a. little. "•I (iidn’t ask to take my choice. I asked you to give me one.” For a moment she hesitated, then | she rose and selected him one. I '“Do vo'U want to wear it? I'll pin i : ~ jit on for you. j FJe rose from his chair and stood Idocilely, with his hands in his f pockets, a qniz/dcal smile dawning on | liis face as he gazed down at her j assured, white fingers. ; You are—practiced,” he commented when the operation was com- | pleted. ! She stepped backward. , “Practiced !’’ she cried in an inI dignation lie fell, must be assumed. I “And is that the thanks I get. ?” Jiurlbnrt gave her a serious glance. | “ What thanks do you want ?” lie j asked. His hands came suddenly from ! his pockets, and placing a thick, S white forefinger under her chin, he ! turned' her face to the light. "T have la, notion,” he said slowly, looking’ down on her, “to kiss -you goodnight.” 1 .She never moved. Beneath her chin Ihe could have felt the slightest tre- ! mor, but none came. ) “1 think, though,” she said coolly, ! “you had hotter not go any further i with tin' notion,” Tn bis varied experience with men and women Huidbnrt’s faculty of “sizing them up” had never failed him before. His bands dropped like a de ad weight t u bis sides, but. lie | continued to stare unbelievingly into j her eyes. j “What makes you play- with hot coals, then ?” ho demanded. 1 for eyelashes flickered. “1 always drop them in time.” she said coolly.”—The ” Century Maga-