Gender Readings. Top Ten. Ренц Т.Г - 79 стр.

       The girl glanced at a tiny watch set in a bracelet upon her left
wrist, and rose, hurriedly. She pushed her book into a glittering bag,
for which, however, the book was too large.
       “Why are you not at work?” she asked.
       “I am on the night turn,” said the young man; “it is yet an
hour before my period begins. May I not hope to see you again?”
       “I do not know. Perhaps — but the fancy may not seize me again.
I must go quickly now. There is a dinner, and a box at the play — and
oh! the same old round. Perhaps you noticed an automobile at the
upper corner of the park as you came. One with a white body.”
       “And red wheels?” asked the young man, frowning thoughtfully.
       “Yes, I always come in that. Pierre waits for me there. He suppos-
es me to be shopping in the department store across the square. Imagine
a life wherein we must deceive even our chauffeurs. Goodnight.”
       “But it is dark now,” said Mr Parkenstacker, “and the park is
full of rude men. May I not walk — ?”
       “If you have the slightest regard for my wishes,” said the girl,
firmly, “you will remain at this bench for ten minutes after I have left.
I do not mean to accuse you, but you are probably aware that autos
generally bear the monogram of their owner. Again, good-night.”
       Swift and stately she moved away through the dusk. The young
man watched her graceful form as she reached the pavement at the
park’s edge, and turned up along it toward the corner where stood
the automobile. Then he treacherously and unhesitatingly began to
slide along the park trees and bushes in a course parallel to her route,
keeping her well in sight.
       When she reached the corner she turned her head to glance at
the motor car, and then passed it, continuing on across the street.
Sheltered behind a standing cab, the young man followed her move-
ments closely with his eyes. Passing down the sidewalk of the street
opposite the park, she entered the restaurant with the blazing sign.
The place was one of those glaring establishments, all white paint and
glass, where one may dine cheaply. The girl entered the restaurant and
went to some place at the back, whence she quickly returned without
her hat and veil.
       The cashier’s desk was well to the front. A red-haired girl on the
stool climbed down, glancing pointedly at the clock as she did so. The
girl in gray mounted in her place.


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