Short Stories (Volume 51-52); A Magazine of Select Fiction (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SPLIT Infinitive: The Professor's Love Story, by Mary F. Leonard " I MUST deplore " began Professor Wentworth, re- 1 moving his glasses. "You have no idea how funny you look without them," interpolated his companion; whereupon he hastily replaced them, for nothing could have been farther from his wish at the moment than to appear funny. However, as he hooked them over his ears he reflected that Miss Sherman probably meant odd. He had notd with disapproval her careless manner of speech. "You began to say something, Professor; I did not intend to interrupt," Miss Sherman added after a considerable pause, as she shifted her fluffy white parasol from one shoulder to the other. "I beg your pardon, I am very absent-minded,?I do not recall " he hesitated, wondering how long it had been since he last spoke. "I'll excuse you upon one condition. You must tell me what you were thinking about; you looked as solemn as an owl." The Professor blushed like a girl under the scrutiny of those mischievous blue eyes, in whose sight he felt he must appear a sort of lightning-change artist. " It was your use of the word funny. I was reflecting that you perhaps meant odd," he replied. "I have noticed that you reflect too much," said Miss Shetman severely. "It makes me feel as if I were being dissected." This was so like his own sensation the Professor was surprised. "I am far from presuming to criticize," he said; "you remember you insisted." Written for Short Stories. Miss Sherman again shifted her becoming background and gazed out upon the lake. "How did you like 'Across the Storm'?" she asked, "I believe that is what we were discussing." " I have to confess that a story of that kind is not in my line, yet I do not deny its merits,?a certain sprightl...