Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 139 June to November 1919 . r hands,glimmering in the sub-dued light of the street,toyed with long gloves—gloves which Mr. Bluewould have purchasedwith a kings ransom hadhe been in a position, todo so. He mopped his brow,touched his tie, and won-dered what was to do. Itbegan to be wondered if, after allthis energy and expense, she were notgoing to look at him at all. He won-dered, if he were to smile or nod or dosomething, whether she would smile ornod or do something in return. Perhapshe had better cough, and, if so, quickly,for already the obje
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 139 June to November 1919 . r hands,glimmering in the sub-dued light of the street,toyed with long gloves—gloves which Mr. Bluewould have purchasedwith a kings ransom hadhe been in a position, todo so. He mopped his brow,touched his tie, and won-dered what was to do. Itbegan to be wondered if, after allthis energy and expense, she were notgoing to look at him at all. He won-dered, if he were to smile or nod or dosomething, whether she would smile ornod or do something in return. Perhapshe had better cough, and, if so, quickly,for already the object of his pursuit hadcrossed the walk with her escort and hadgained the shadow of a large doorway. And then, there, at last, she did heart came into his throat. Thenit went back into his painful boots, andhe experienced the peculiar sensation ofa man who falls into the water in hisSunday clothes. One does not followyoung ladies in order to see them casttheir arms and their flower-white handsabout the neck of the rival. Well! Mr. Blue sighed. Feeling. HE FELT HER EYES DWELLINGUPON HIM FROM OVER THEOTHER MANS SHOULDER quite out of face, he was turning no! Wait! And then his heart wasclimbing once more. For no matterwhere her arms were, he saw of a suddenthat the lady in the shadow had fixedher eyes upon him; he felt them dwellingupon him from over the other mansshoulder with a passionate imploration,and he saw those handsyearning out to him in ahidden and desperatecall. Frozen with ecstasy,he saw more. He sawthe hands curving backtoward the monstersneck, tense and ravening,as if in pantomime shewould rid herself of asinister thing. . Andthen he saw her liftedbodily, and heard, as ifin the same instant, theclick of a latch and thebanging of a door. Andall was still. Mr. Blue looked up anddown the deserted street,and then crossed to theother side, where he couldcommand a better viewof the mysterious there, standing onhis right foot to relievethe pain i
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