They
were together everywhere until the day she went away; they danced and 'sat
out' together through the whole of one country-club party; they drove
every afternoon; they took long walks, and he was at the Sherwoods' every
evening of her last week in town. 'That is a mistake!'"
"I'm afraid it looks rather bleak for Wetherford," said the widower. "I
went up to the 'Journal' office on business, one day, and there sat Miss
Sherwood in Macauley's inner temple, chatting with a reporter, while
Brainard finished some work."
"Helen is eccentric," said the former speaker, "but she's not quite that
eccentric, unless they were engaged. It is well understood that they will
announce it in the fall."
Miss Hinsdale kindly explained to Harkless that Brainard Macauley was the
editor of the "Rouen Morning Journal"--"a very distinguished young man,
not over twenty-eight, and perfectly wonderful." Already a power to be
accounted with in national politics, he was "really a tremendous success,"
and sure to go far; "one of those delicate-looking men, who are yet so
strong you know they won't let the lightning hurt you." It really looked
as if Helen Sherwood (whom Harkless really ought to meet) had actually
been caught in the toils at tet, those toils wherein so many luckless
youths had lain enmeshed for her sake. He must meet Mr.
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