The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 8, 1903, Page 3

THE SUNDAY CALL. ; 3 ¥ v : ts her i hat out. and she was rather tired of the sub- tract a moment’s attention. Ivy looked as he had come out of others. He would whether he loved her or whether he would pave the way for that final n fie' e 4 Zxrsgot*?n‘::’dhlf o -‘“wmee roc:e‘;:d :l"?m':h:h:o:-d;dl:l:lenfile?r (her, ject. Fow t ey had =1l g ssiped, & d at her simply because she needed some- avold Elut mysterious process known as didn’t, whether the scandal burst or ment, when she saw herself approach * she cried quickly and fev- There were two “ladies” in the parly. chattereu. ana frivoled, aud what @ thing to look at while she was walting “borrowing trouble.” In spite of which wh it evaporated. She would take Green, with the words “Nothing Yes, Ameiia. 0‘- 1 know what One wore a very bright red blouse. Sajile vealth of (o gratu ation they had siow- for the ultra-eloguent oid crony to finish promised restraint, trouble loomed up be-- very good care that it evaporated, and * * absolutely untrue * * * ca ‘Hie hes grown freckles; he observed all this, and seemed to be ab- er d upon her! ‘They were casy, mnocent, her apparently interminable cackie. She fore him. then. ® ¢ * gShe did not dare to think dismissed.” And she would say this, = “d with pimples: his complex- sorbing it all, as though her question amiabie little girls, and the idea that (his had forgotten the girl when she was In the meantime the girl downstairs, of her future course. She had never dwelt told herself, with a fne simulation of ain- % 1dred €0 its ruin. and he has “WHhAt 187 GKd Dot genuinely concern her. iiitie Fray Puriian, with ihe -hining si- able o move on again. At Third ave- confronted with the puzzle of the names very fixedly upon marital problems. But Doyance, as though sne were decp - consulting the Amberg Hutchinson. “Why, the engagement,” replied Mr. \Ve.-gold nair, was rea.y avout .o setde nue she entered a small shop and bought in the door, had carefully examined them she knew one thing, and it was that she grined &t finding that her labors had led g the process of cradication of Covington. “Ivy and Jack. Kind friends into austere matronhocd, interested them. some hairpins, using them to fasten on all. She had seen both Ivy Hampton and suuld Dever permit the man she loved her to a dead wall. In fact, she would ico—1 might say Amella-ration, have given them to each other for years, It was an event that has never yet falled the gauze veil. When she emerged from Arthur Stuyvesant enter, but they had d“-' she loved him with all her give an artistle imitation of the disap- ing is so low and so obsolete— but, positively, I think that Jack was to say things—and to whisper other: the shop she saw the same girl staring let themselves In with a key, and she heert, and she had alwa loved him pointed and hungry reporter. She had fallen in love with him. Think absolutely too 'lazy to pop the question the youthful feminine hcart. Ivy stupidly in at the window, evidently lost could not tell whether nn{ were McNally, ®* ©® ¢ to enter into a life contract, his watched many reporters robbed of their patic it would be to find her 8t and settle matters. As for Ivy—weil, I've such a delightfully prim and quaint youn; in admiration of a “marked down" dis- Silverman, Compton, Rivington or Lamb- eyes closed, with a girl whom she had Prey. She had seen their despondent faces wearing that unless he would always considered her a pretty little ici- person. They were afraid to say too Play of corsets. well. She rather inclined to McNally, 83 proved to be hopelessly tainted. She could When “storfes” upon which they had d o uld go. with ali his freckles, cje. v Wi nged all that. much to her, for she wore her malden- Ivy feit that such vulgar details were there seemed to be safety in the multi- not think it out. The immedlats question pended their most highly sharpened coer Wouidin't it T Rl i O e e e e I e O B e . rather beyoud (i Aftiation Tumk &F Hraes & tde, of MoNaliys. Ahe fait. feveria S50 wis how (o avert &, DOrribie NeWSPGPer Eien Rad resaiied in o Lo * in a ciean & e 50, mightn't is abominably diffident, and I think he pictorial display. Her “r luctant fiet” ept. She was nearing her destination, oppressed, for she was muflled to the scgndal. bill of nothing whatsoever. She had often s ttied om, und they both laughed. has a kind of horror of the news get- seemed to be unbudging. They could nut and, crossing Third avenue, reached a ears. She had never been in this nelgh-: *I've had such a terrible day of It, Sal- wondered to herself if, in their he of slways did when she let herself Ying out in the office. He told me that fmagine those feet trotting nimbiy into placid little bourgeois apartment house, borhood before and was therefore Dot e, he sald, smiling, as she came up to hearts, they had not felt some ins ive e matter how idiotic were her sal- (he one thing in the world he has al- the eternal circle of marriage. lvy was so marked “Five rogms and bath. Ele- afraid of recognition; so sne gave her- bis desk. “They have all been congratu- scuse Gf reiief at ihe knowiedge thai (i v = Ehe feit thankful to see that Charlie ways dre,duf was a siiver tea set from absolutely unemotional, such an uryield- Zantly appointed.” - She opened the door self the necessary ventilation and Jating me. Miss Poplets will tell you all had speared innocence Instead of gullf, #ion was amused. She was frights the staff or a loving cup with & senti- ing little Iceberg, that they hesitated at With a key and entered, just as the som- emerged, not as Sallle Sydenham, critic, about It, if you want to know. But per- &nd had found the world fair, when they Charlle Covington: he was S0 ment on 1to lavishing upon her thelr s.y, girl-simple, ber zirl whom she had previously noticed but as Salile Sydenham, detectivi congratulate me.” had gone forth to paint it dark. But the . * ang =0 simister. She'could always ““The woman in the red blouse was grow- A s e came up and eagerly scanned the mames That day and other days she had de- o she said shortly. “You dldmt had iware crementi it sricvously de- with Jeck Childers, who in that the proprietor nd ©on the door-bells—McNally, Silverman, voted to the almost hopeless task of think it worth while to teil me the news. pressed. uf‘l}:g 3:’::::‘::::01?lwhn Was, ar:s ap rule, .,slhfidl;';dd mm“;:f,? fo:t::?n;"{o“:fi:f; %‘,g Compton, Rivington, Lambwell. tracking Ivy Hampton to her reported Mr. Covington was my Informant. It 15 ~ She looked upon her quest of Mrs. St R warranted not to see anything until it cyggeerions. Mrs, Hampton rose to the 1V¥ went unstairs, and with another lair. She wondered what Mr. Green would true, of course.” vesant as distressing, but pecessary. he has ‘llaisoned’' with Lamp- knocked against him, came up and made ocagion ang frankly admitted her pleas- Key opened the door of the apartment. think of her reportorial acumen, for she He put up his hands with a comic ges- when, with the address of the presumably she continued recklessly, &l- a.few pungent remarks. Sallie’'s eves Were o™ 1t was a relief to her to know tnat It was one of the small, pitiful make- had worked without the ghost of a cleW— ture, as though to ward off a blow. ““Ye: aggrieved wife on a scrap of paper in her '€ over her words. “He has riveted upon the table. Charlie’s words JuGiy o, SR8 & FL et t0 oy o n Such @d- Shifts in which New Yorkers immur¢ waiting til she was blue in the face; til he sald. It is quite true, but dom't con-\ packet, she set out upon her seit imposed ¢ aware that ehe might lock well gounded Jike the murmur of & PhOmO- i pie brecision and “m.mmy and a.- themselves and occasionally call “home.” her feet were cramped and numb; til gratulate me. I hate it. Honestly, 'If mission, her heart sank and her apirit y leader of the Amazon march graph. She felt she must wait until he 4i,0,00" ¢ oirl's ypathy surprisca her, There was & “parlor,” a dining-room, she ached for movement and activity— somebody came In and pitled me, and qualled. It was a nauseating plecs of° and he has been trylng to ran dows, and ihen—she would wind him (FOUSD the, 5,‘“"1;“‘,,”3{“&8; at It; for (WO Ledrooms (So-called), a kitchen and walting for a girl to emerge from & cried over me, it would be a most welcome work, but it was the sort of work at r. Think of m_kneeling to was it not the result of perfect educa- 2 bathroom. All were dark but the par- hcuse to go—anywhere or nowhere. event—such a change.” which nine out of ten reporters would whose only weant—perhaps—was enter- Lucy! He wouid just reach n't you listening, Sallie?”” he asked. ¥ «x. lor and the kitchen. But as Ivy entered It had been a gailing and & most hu. She fied, but not very exuberantly. smile o p of her Wellingion boots. *Did you know this?” celient bringing up? Evarsihing that 1v; and surveyed it an expression of keen millating Job. She wondered It (his were o Gla not séem to be Vioiently delighted, indusements than shacipaad, far siighter manly woman'! 1'd give & There was a draught blowing In fram gy, 3% U0 niciaable cachet of tre ©Xultation spread over her face. It was the kind of thing that reporters did for py¢ of course he had known It for o did this sort of thing for a dollar oF two - though 1 necd it for my an open window. Sallie shivered. Bhe Cop 0, n b W ctarl e o nthusiasm hers. This was her temple, and what did money, and what they would conslder ad- |ong." It was new to her, but not to him. for fifty cents an hour or elght dotlars & it were = Lamp-Post Lucy. 1. i th: cold. Her hand shook D ) its material accessories matter? The par- equate payment for this atrophy of self- Bt ¢ you, Charlie? Charlie you are e Pt o ‘tes fo har lips. She was fiot poetic. or romantic, or InspLNE. jo; "was eparsely furnished, but it was respect, for this odious, groveling, loath- jig tad STOWn quite used to contemplat- column. e g Sl SR .0 Pirifully, o abjectly proper. Son{him away to fiave the window closed, DUb, it Nas aulie irreproaenable LIS pretty and It was highly decorated.” 1t igme work ¥ "won't congratulate you,” she sald. Jack Chiiders oy Haptos. TAvhGr ire hacy wore tights and I had £0 but he came back. Windows were closed 0T v on the supject of matriAge was NAs & resting-place for the sole of her ~She could scarcely imagine mere pecunt- o oML CORKTRTIIATE, Bo0, (BT, SGoq SRCR Chuders Yey M i vou would say: ‘Sallie, ¥ou g quickly nowsd There was no_use - foot. She removed her hat and coat, 8nd ary recompense in such a case. It seemed 2 lways necessary She slipped N - are a woman Dismiss the ribald subject Sending any one off to close a window, aihok soeitivaly fridecarit, ol Jeat an, ln- tiray fliem upltie to her toplen'ouulde the pale of human ?:“.}.e'.":”eétn'.'.fi.«“féi.' To It When— fare In tha weat Side Mineiies snd foued f rds in the hope that the process would be don't kmow if you . hear me, ,She rocked herself in the one armchalr, possibllity. No wonder that Mr. Green when shall you .be—be—when shall YoU the house of the one woman who was le- t was hard work to go the pace, but laborio and would keep him empioyed and sat there thinking and smiling, her had tried to wet-blanket her aspirations. e i felt that she was achieving her for mours—for davs. Sallle drew berselt Ivy.” Mrs Hatpton went on some: Dirifanism cast aside, the “Te/GEtAnt Bt, ot cousen he et b mus o Lot T ual success. Jack Chiiders was coh- together with an effort. wh_at impatiently. “I was saying that In paigen ousted, and in their place the' sidcratiane allled. Uhte -ireasury day.’ ed with laughter; and though it was “How quick Jou were " ghe said, and Ty YOUDE Gays, even & EeNLeWOmAn Was woman who doesn't care, and who defles She paused for a moment before taking Ly, S8¢% Miss Hampton ow to her amour propre, she realized she smiled. hank you. Let me see, quite justified in betraying a note or tW0 4o "nonventions. The “afternoon tea’ the next step, and uttered a sigh of reiief. thet the stuff she talked was quite silly, you were saving—oh, yes, about Mr. Chil- of legitimate satisfaction when her en- giris who had chirped to her of her en- She had discovered beyond the perad- #nd wondered how any man could ap- ders. No, he did not tell me; but per- gagement was made public.’ gagement a couple of hours ago would venture of a doubt, that old Witherby's gitimately entitled to the corporeal bean- hefcrled. “Not fies of M. S\nyv‘s-‘nl. She r.p: bis name P n no MUITY. in large red letters upon several bill-post- She iIs a_very sensible girl, quite practical er: @ was to appear In a new problem and logical. g o y, and the event had been largely ad- vertised. Of the real problem that she h Sallie could not repress the ex: clamation. This information gave her preciate it Stil, Charife Covington was haps, as you say. he felt diffident. He lvy turned from the window, and walk- ccarcely have recognized her now, so com-» i 3 3 bl et herself must solve, the advertifements 2iso laughing. As a rule, Sallie enjoved ..ought of the siiver tea set to wWhich I ed with her slow, listiess grace Into the pletely was the expression of her fatures remdezvous, and the mosterione 1ady who i Torhai & e o5 T e el oy (89 ©r own Wwitticisms, and honestly thought might contribute, or the loving cup with room. changed by the tide of different ideas had been no mystery to her, was identified fEsy 0 Rk L6 anila moch sad WNUS: | Bhe 1ane on lectria bell g at she was at times quite briliiant. To- ‘God Bless Our Home' on it ““I'here is nothing to be wildly excited that swent across them. In this apart- in a legitimately evidential manner. There A‘Y T Remot h“ s Gortiin mental (hreg % g an electrie and walked up however. Lier own humor palled She laughed noisily, and the sound re- about,” she said drawlingly. “Jack is not ment house lived people who were “really was no doubt aiy longer, and her evidence l1€d, it seemed to her. ree flights of stairs. There was an sle- her as veriest twaddle. She was not minded her of the cachinnation she had »> : ; X a gay cavalier who has tidden in to the good,” as Mrs. Hampton would say, and 3 tension was removed; clouds that had vator. but she had no desire to be rushed he mood heard from the woman with the red field to win at the sword's point. We've Ivy smiled as she wondered over the st podid b o gt By 0 2 of 'theas M0St touched her. floated upwards Into vp. She would arrive seon snough: sha e must glve them some more. “Stay!” dlouse. “But cne must give something, known each other all our lives. Our inter- uation. ‘Goodness” came to them natur- things. ~Horribie as they were they were the haze: she began to feel more like her would have been quite satisfled to walk she went on. in mock tragedy. “We are you know. 1 think I'll collect my criti- course has been flavored,by the certain ally, and was quite easy. As she gat prefo Childers usual self. = up ten flights of stairs. As she reached forgetting Happy Hippy. and—when I cisms and have them bound in VOTY, knowledge that one of “these days we there rocking, sheshoped ihat when her Pioicracie te the plcture of g:fl.‘m,“ “You are not impassioned,” she sald In Mrs. Stuyvesant’s apartment the door was come to think of jt—the probability that chased with orange blossoms, Is—s—iS ghould surely marry. You've known It; time came to be “good” the surround- sociate (she was entitled fo call him her frivolous tones, “not a bit like the he- cpened and a man {ssued forth. She saw she is the hea velled lady is’ very Ivy u very mice girl, Charlle? But she T've known It: he has known it. It is ings would be more alluring. Supposs seclate’y. chaineq downtows by his du. Ices in my p 1 thought I should ind him stand by the slevator shaft, ring the sirong. Happy py couldn’t be velled must bg Do you know her? very pleasant, of course, because I know that Jack Childers should bring her td#a ties, while this girl, whom he loved, and YOU Kissing locks of hair and pressing vio- bell and wait until the boy answered too heavily 1o me. 1 could stand Charlie Covington looked surprised at him go well.” There little to learn. place ljke this! The supposition led her who Jooked so young and pretty and in- lets: 5 summons. He was a well-dressed yet ur “r with o face draped in cachemire. It Sallie’s quick change from shiver to fever, gven frequent uncertainties, such as very much farther east. to where the genuous, was—. No. she could not dwell _'Oh. Sallle, Sallle,” he exclaimed depre- obtrusive man, but she could ses the dim ment. Happy Hippy uld see that she was bUrning. whether he likes his meat cooked rare river was deep and tranquil. upon it. It was too harrowing. ®% catingly. “You are like all girls, after all outlines of his facs only. He did not look r Journal- sho was AL D= 3 or brown, his eggs soft or hard, his po- A key clicked in the lock, the door was She descended a fiight of clammy, grimy —except Miss Hampton. Marriage Is, after her, and she shrank back, in case ha Ve met her.” he replied. -I'Imag- {atoes fried or builed, are out of the ques- thrown open and Arthur Stuyvesant, his steps into the janitorlal department, and all. the supreme event in the world, in should attempt to do so. She waited until ine that she is a very charming giri— (ijon 1t is all very happy, but not at all collar turned up and hi: ; 2 your opinion, eh? 1 am not, as you say, he had disappear rs. very guileless and Ingenuous—the sort of gitrinct 5 T VY2u"eee 1 Whow him 50 enteres 5 A e, e A e ( fier Impessioned.” Why. shotld I bt Thers. Stnyvesante bot & o s G £i3 before om Boe Sl e Rl “At last!” she cried. “I thought you skirts, and--three.four—five-betind her, 8re no risks, no dangers. We are fond of "It was Mrs. Stuyvesant herseif who Oy otumpton hae Lroughl Perhaps Mrs. Hampton felt that the would never come. I imagined that I in the squalor of a room that reeked with each other, and it is a case of the courss opened the door, Sallis felt sure. She held e fattered. (N. Bos exclusive. She knowe nobody except a 2Pathy of the gentlewoman went a feW oo, should never get here. | had a tire- the smell of onions. She talked in an Of true love running quite smoothl .. @ lighted lamp in her hand, and started as t flatter 'em.) It might few girl friends. 1 was q“,& ,u,p{:'.,ed inches too far, but she did not say 50. some tea—a hepfight, as vou would call evil German dialect that was ugly enough _“And if there were dangers and risks,” she saw Miss Sydenham. Stranger things have at, the reception ‘downtown last month to She continued: ft—and they s®iyed eternally. Arthur!” to hear, and too unprofitable to repro- she asked. s “Oh!" she sald, “excuse me. I had just Eee her talking with Stuyvesant By the _ But the cap, my dear Ivy, fits both e held her in hig arms. and kissed duce. i R ek Xehonld Hie them.” Lo Sic closed (he door (9.6 geatiommn, -9 401 She might be by 1 shall always think of him now. as Ways. You know Jack so well and 80 the silver-gold halr that was knotted at ““The house is full.” she sald. “The last Ewered, with a laugh. “They would be 80 T thought he had returned. How stupid . but she was your great reportorial subject—"" completely that you cannot possibly g0 the back of her head. She helped him apartment was rented last week.” exciting. As it is, nothing is likely 10 of me! Well"—with a smile—"T can't sav ing in her effort to ~ “Don't,” she sald recklessly; and he WIong. And he can lay claim to the same to remove his overcoat and hung it up in _Saille tried to look vexed, and was not happen. It is all so placid and certaln.” I'm out now, can I? Did you wish to ses ea and dis- thou, for the first time, that she look. legitimately acquired knowledge. He also the hall. quite sure how to procee: Janitors and She looked at him, anxious and dis- mpe?” h when she ed old an i p she knows you.™ “Ivy.” he said presently, “I am afrald janitresses are generally suspiclous, as it tressed. Perhaps he didn't know how ~ “Plegse’” ng Mr. Green “'-’;,. on am: \ce.rr;es(:f":k\?ed\'eri:‘rz?p:ome- Ivy looked far across the park, where ¢y ¢ ts game 1s up. S oite hak 0 Zs the gole relaxation of thelr puiseless much he loved Ivy Hampton. and the only She led the way Into a Nttle drawing- lidates for the position & Hangerous. Sne looked changed. Some children were scampering aWay covered something. Somebody saw us to- lives. She.did not want to seem unduly thing necessary Wgs the spice of danger, room and Sallis followsd. It was a tiny, 4 Yet she herseif—ev was joking, Sallie,” he declared ten- thelr juvenile energles. She could not, "gether, or, at any rate, saw me, for you inquisitive. the leaven of risk/ In that case it weuld closely furnished apartment, with plctures b doing it seriously— should hate to think of Stuy- however, repress a simle as she heard yere saved by your vell. We had a most _ “I'm sorry,” Sallle remarked. “I llke te very sad, indeed, and the denouement of Arthur Stuyvesant sverywhere cmulating Miss vesant as anybody’s subject. Why was Mrs. Hampton's words. 5 exasperating scene, and what the upshot the look of the place. I've been hunting would prove ghastly. soddin, on deske,. on Whotails on Eis -xample. Decency I aliuding to him? Oh, 1 was saying fhat Do you think I am complex?’ she yij) he, goodness Knows.” for an apartment in which I can be quiet. “Suppose,” she sald, with an assumption pnanteipiece, on the bookecase. The metor, t Tvy Hampton is so exclusive that 1 was @&sked. Like most people with mental or "He walked up and down the room in Children make so much noise, don't of lightness, “that at the very last mo- in all styles, met her eys in poses of (- n,” cried J Childers, like & gurprised to see her talking with Stuyve- Physical warp she loved discussing her- gepuinely serious dllmlx'. The tongue of they?” ment_ Miss Hampton told you that she clamatory aspect and Foman foga, and in child asking for a story to be fin- sant.” self, and listening to the best or to the gossip that had wagged vaguely for so 3 yas scarcely diplomatic ‘remark. ‘could never be vours,’ and said, ‘Stand photographs of the smug, smiling dcaw- “The matinee girl knows no barriers,” Worst—it did not much matter which. Jong now had deflnite food. He saw his "The janitress, surrounded on all sides. by aside’ and ‘Let me pass’ as they do In Yn‘.mom demeanor of to-day. It was & no more” she sald. After ghe sald. with a dim smile. “The most Miss Hampton beionged to the enormous yyaterioo. her poor little cubs, could hardly be ex- melodrama. What then sort of indigestion of Arthur Stuyvesant ted it gesting An- exclusivé maiden thaws for a mom n class of if-epicures who haunt the Tyy turned a sHade paler, not at pected to agree with e lady.” He grew rather thoughtful. Her ques- NMrs Stuyvesant was a faded little wom.an but an ugly the sun of a favorite actor. ls lvy—is rooms of palmists and mind-readers and thoughts of possible publicity, but at the h, T don't know,” she sald. “We tion was a somewhat leading ome, DUt who must once have been excesdingts with mud, a it had gone Miss Hampton good?” card manipulators, direly anxious to hear grim suggestion that this drama of her can't kill 'em off. In some flats, I know, ¢ * ¢ ¢ well, she was Sallie Sydenham, pretty. Sallie could plcture her with rusy ugh for ali purposes. The e laughed. “Good as they are made,” What they may of themselves from the |ife was in danger they won't have children. Those land- and Sallle had the privileges of & court- cheeks and a well-rounded figurs, Sugges- the Twenty- he agseried. *“A perfect little Puritan. lips of-others. ““Are you afraid$’ she asked deflantly. lords ought to be flogged. What are peo- jester. He had once said that she wors ' of this remained, but the cheeks e =ald g0od- Jack himseif has often told me that he o, my dear,” replied Mrs. Hampton, *Yes,® he sald. *This kind of thing ple o do?” @ cap and bells for the benefit of the were hollowing, and the figure, in a taw- Charlie Coving- was positively afraid of her. Why—for- with fat unction. “You are 28 legible 88 would ruin me. I have never yet figured © “‘Are there many children in—in—in this Smee left the train give me, Salile, but it's the ‘old friend’ @ book—more legible than a good many, I {n any tangible sort of scandal, and you apartment “What then?” he repeated. “Well, Sal- o0% Silken peignolr, with ribbons awry o y > o : o, .. id laces gone wrong, looked limp and Childers, Jeft again—he wouldn't even dare to let her think. I fancy 1 know every thought that know the public. It likes to believe in- The janitress looked triumphant. “Yes, lie, I'm afraid I'm prosalc. I'm awfully un - spaper from read your eriticlsms. Ism't It funny? passes through your mind. I believe—al- definitely that an actor is a gay Lotha- there are,” she said loudly. “S0, If YoU sorry but I don't think that it would kill Loc mco, for: In spite of the lightness of r € v her first words, Sallie could see that sha elf in its Jack's so different.” though I am not sure—that while you do rio, but anything definitse . . . and are looking for a place without 'em, i1t's me "I wish I could tell you that I should v 1 e et Bt - train liad start- Sallie sat there wondering. What a re- not love Jack as fervently as cook seems good-by. My wife, who has very fixed just as well we are all filied up. TReY pine away, In a beautiful green and vel- 1oy, ULeasy and feverish. She placed (ha - } at the simgular lief it would be if she should discover to love that annoying policeman (by the ideas would not hesitate to drag me into ail have children here—the MeNallys Jow melancholy. Alas! I fear I shouldn’t. P Pon & small table. Tt was the o'y sentiment in later on that evervthing she had heard bye, Ivy, the joint of beef we had for the divorce court. In fact, she spoke of seven, and one on the way; the SIlver- The twentleth century doesn't lend itself i e e T ,‘ he dntostanie -nine out 0f {o-day was—Something else! If she could dinier Jast has dwindied down to a mere it.” My only hope lies in’the fact that mans four; the Rivingtons six, and the to that sort of (hing, does it? Of course, CnONSD 19 Eive salience to ths detostabia chic sense? but be drugged Into some such certainty! bone), yet—yet you arc sincerely attached she really does—did—love me. And there Lambwells five. Oh, I'm forgetting the [ should be horribly put out, and I think “You wish to s 2 ked M :X' d was! How What an escape it would be from a tor- to him In your own little Puritan way.” {s the boy . . . Poor thing! . . . Comptons. But fhey _don't _count. ] ghould make it very warm for Miss . 1o% WiTh 10 see me™” asked Mrs. Stuy sirange it was that those who were en- tuously horrible nightmare! And again ‘Jack is a good fellow,” said Ivy, with I can’t help feeling sorry’” They're a queer couple. They hardly live Fampton.” N 0 ar6 an adtrew. of couree Gom bility of seeing what her intuition came from its lalr, luminous a sigh. She would have sald the same “Your wife—your wife—always, always, here. He's a drummer, I belleve, and ' Sailie biessed those words, as he spoke _ SPe Elanced significantly at the & on Miss Sydenham’s cheeks—tints t she put on as regularly as she donned her neath their Own noses as a shaft of light. It was useless to thing of the annoying policeman. Good always!” cried Ivy, ferocioui d as uncanny and su- buoy = y. “You she's a ressmaker, and lives her N herself up with false hopes. She fellows were enviable Institutions in & din her Into my ears. You talkeof her as store. KInd of people Who haven't time sud seemed to soothe her Mo it was mot = world that occasionally wagged labo- though she were the Inévitable. You can- to have children. Don't deserve 'em, I seifish satisfaction in the belef that he ©J0theS: .She often sald—to Rosina—tiau 1 to know kne 10 be quite ignorant untll some- Charlie Covington was half way riously. But they did not stir the pulses, not forget her—you will not forget her. dare say.” she fait cold without it. - . < s 5 3 ¥ 3 5 e ored, that she ex- 0.” Sal me along fell upon you. to through the speech that followed this pe- or quicken the emotions, or cast rosy I have told vou that & hate:to hear hef . ~The Comptons! laughed Sallle. “Ah, Ta3 not violently enamored, that she eX- “No.” Sallie replied, “I will introducs = of you? Sallle fore she heard him. lights upon the monotony of the land- mentioned, but you. cannot refrain. Per- yes, the Comptons!” shness In any nook.or cranny of the sit- TYSElf. You may have heard of me. there was noth- liie,” he said, “I've been thinking it scape. They were comfortable pleces of haps you are remot stic about her, and over fo long time, but I never spoke furniture, with no rough edges, and as ashamed. Why? customed to dwell upon tg you before, because—well, because it or penitent, or Ci a man have the janitress, who felt B sflcnl thing they could be folded up . courage of his ons? Do I care? stung in the maternal ntiments. She followed séemis to me that you have some egort ut aside. Would T balk e at @ scandal? Am I blue-white ¢child In her arms set up & gn4 joyous—or she thought she would—for would have risen, in all her might and dowun the stairs of the of a career ahead of you, and T thought l-Pale be an ideal husband,” resumed frightened or disturbed? I have no pa- puny howl baby at her skirts tugged { =0 hi 3 th main, to flout this daring young critic it would be rather brutal for ime to in- Mrs. Hampton complacently. “He is so tience with you, Arthur. You do not Iove and pulled. She could hear the others, Dis sake She loved him. and there was ..'.3 made merry 8o frequent v at tla rabbit, Sallle,” he terfere with it. But—but—all this talk easy-going, 80 courteous, 80 good-na- me. " NIEL®. or in the room at her back, improving the 1O taint in her love. She would always [ oo, 0" 0f her aspiring husband + + + estors! about Jack and Ivy is contagious. It tyred, I can’t think of any man with _She flung herself into his arms, and shining hour. Yet she was wasting time {;‘;”D;"g;r‘;‘;:".":‘,°?;,":fl‘,’l';‘:“;;;;":u';“f who had penned caustic wirt cupied with her makes its own appeal. And, as you are go many really lovable characteristics. burst into petulant tears. The tle that on & woman who wanted to live where D3P ? his choice, with exquisite altzuism. @&ssailed the Immorality of plays. wit { of any mation- launching forth fnto a kind of work that !!verybody says that. There Is a marvel- hound him was always flaunted before there were no children . . . the hussy! 719 !h.'f":,;‘&"e“d B e old have Pen that was abnormally trenchant an i been equally lead to nothing but chagrin. disgust 1oug “unanimity of opinion. You are a her and she could not respect it, mor Sallle had heard enough, and to “ease’ . e o vindictive. That time had passed. St I, b 5 L R e i that"] Jucky girl, Ivy, and T forcsee a wedded could she understand why it played such things generally gave a quarter to the lit- §AVied that sublime woman through force of habit, she looked for uation. If he had loved Ivy passionately, &7, Saille Sydenbam, the dramatic critic Shesling and the position had been clear and desir: M= Stuyvesant stared at her visitor n ections. The gpe " she would have been light-hearted Lo ere was & time when she 'Ah, yes, the Comptons!"” mimicked the th bee: . That ‘was all. = e cinity OF ixth avenus need besilent fo longer.” We hav: x:n«;,wn"c’éfi‘:n‘z'h"xlx'lfr Al Galim and. equable Was a8 HERt a8 Her hale: but Mok ss plc. could have Drodght Berselt 1o kiss ihe ,..DORtIou sometimes tire of the dread. TOCRL at (e varlous pictures of ns street t was not each other a long time, haven't we? You > - i 3 e 2 P etizing resort, and cer- have lfked me—don't you think you have, &8 I8 & great boon. It is something to turesque. patheti¢ little blue-white face on the .3 Pror sne teit t could enjoy . Yes, I know you,” she sald. “We have _— t allle? Y > W know that, in the matter of pursuits, you “Do'I worry you with trivialities?”* sha mother's breast she would have done it. e e e e o o e T et epd YOUT can go your way and he can go his” asked at last, as she saw that her tears Silll, that would have been overelabora- o TR i e the tme Chiders i Tvy Hamptont 1 s v There was a quick gleam in Ivy's eye had not been quite ineffective. “If I did, tlon, and neither mother nor child would H : : which Mrs. Hampton did not see. 1 could tell you that my engagement to have been grateful. The Comptons! That et ¢ > % 3 You tacked others. You have always n. Apparently, on and 1 can’t flatter myself that 1 have ], . S - w w you so. I might object to the analytic - SN S stidious sentiments concealed it. I've tried to put the feel-/ €37 fi“d":.'g .‘V‘;,{cfi;"’afifi mlznffi, m"u 11{ i’y?d{he('hm“g:{!r::!ec{:\fl b“::i ’lanlc?o"ed wl:;e:;'n?:‘dmihnimyond"ed st suggestion in your recent question, if I “.’ be honest, but honesty is unpleasant. llie one restaurant ing aside and to believe that you, Sallle, Sounde: ¥ 12 8. P e and legitimate pic i - Once I thought that if I ever met you, I often hated you together ¢ ¢ ® when repose—for a moment or two, at any rate. “Not a bit,” he responded promptly. YOU attacked him: and laughed at and ap- “You're a tonic, Sallle. I've often told Plauded you ¢ ¢ * when you g ¢ be! C 1 wi e sil- thought you were serious, But you never ; and-—when had otber alms in life than marridge. coh‘;lr‘zl.onflum:;l.on was perplexed, in spite iy ‘Enfute“agte "}?u“-’bg“fi i&%"fl;f&"x vg-?e xéog'aflf"fhe 11"\“1’!{!“"‘ !m:t: g“s 32. are. you little gndy-wag l:‘o’ul<|"tn'k:’s;:;t plensurnmlnhs:mhngu-m 4, ¢ ;; Just mow noth- But you haven't, have you? Won't YOU o¢ the bravery of her words. FaReritad T mUIRBIE L0 16 AL Lol T e more sophisticated manner and the high-bred, T\never am,” she declared, with an You, Tt w en you said that he ap. o5 3ou were not in for that very ‘Gme pnd redeem my lonely bachelor 11f6 gentiment still had a vague place in her for your sake than for my own.” Eentlewomanty attributes was = Mrs! Nake S SOE T Vs L el S et e aaa o e gt . & —for Ui SEtRng on, sdy e s g — He loaked a . “Sallle ground her teeth fu- be able to live up to my reputation—or matines Unpleasant plece of work, Bullle” eald growing horribly bachelory. Won't you 25?..'§i|n'1§'§'31‘i§3 .S"‘fnsh'lifla:é’uxi}‘fm'.'}‘fl was, b::vlfilere-é. h;;e n;:e;oih:tm:‘fi:; rl:'\;'s‘;;m She could have strangied Miss dOWN to it, or around it, or in some car- Sirl. I treasured that up against you. C _rt)“a N ‘:.,;en t! r;n-nll v\:‘nrser‘\fi(ef. 2 help me out and leave tg\lshv‘vork. un;i l'hll the conditions of the “modern” neuras- would do anything, brave anything for H&mplbn dinal “Mdl"onh'“hkud . & f!‘gxet n:)'..!m.ss :ya-d:m:‘rz 1 do not mind. e you brought me here 16 lec newspaper turmoil, and this association o = P o ything, . "By the bye,- he asked, “how’s the case We : she asked, with a rather dangerous with horrors, and ‘all this fag of night Lhenic “soclety” that she so ardently ad love. In [te varatlons and aberrations, CHAPTER XL getting on—poor old Stuyvesant and his _ “Yes sald Sallle, in a low volee, “I L oYe- Jor she had net ap- work forever? Will you, Ballie? Do say Iy o o0 L 0O O ilaren, . for “Deyona lmits prescribed or mom oooeers siren?" know, Mrs. Stuyvesant, I know. My ¥isit o S o s . - e Progeny was still a post-matrimonial at. ed. It amazed him. Though what ahe told The feminine owls were deeply Im- It was too ghastly, and for one instant to-night has nothing whatsoever to do 0 8 mowmut Mo Tait ARciUS to ea v hi ; ressed and graphically interested when —one quick, horrid instant—she thought of With dramatie criticism " he d 1 1 can” P “Won't v fair, even in the most exclusive circles— him was not unexpected, still—as she told P! [ Dipes te . p - ovons : e et ol SRt have tame per oWon't you please let me hear It all over "5 “Could not quite place e Il it was astonishime C"ponl—8s #he told B e ews of Jack Childers’ engagement telling him the whole hateful truth, and Mrs. Stuyvesant looked once more at - s S . 5 d been brought up rupted mind it seemed rat 0 . reached them. actly how it “leaked closing the situation with a snap there her collection of photographs, and Sallie T lors Tine vou o ‘Erovel in vatar re: of it: but of course she had heard amite SAIC A CEOTY, e G e O ner BUt he could mot tell her. ea. LA’ maa Out" a8 the saying 'is. Mr. Childers and then. It was such a fearful Pmpuise Wondered at her own temerity. Tt was - BT o Ut . vuin we- fo make him repcht & epeech that the effect. and It was hard to Tearrange cannot tell a woman who ~does outre WoUld probably mever know. But the re- that it made her feel unsafe and irrespon- Ebastly to apply the probe, as she knew you loathed the idea of it, and how SOIT¥ wae deliciously improvised, and—well, she these little detalls. Yet Ivy was extreme. things for his sake that it Is horrible. Ceptive owls aar- of tdln exceedingly sible. b A o A s R LA 411;!:;:: on were to you felt for the men who were forced was probably quite hearticss: still,” she 1Y £00d form. There was no doubt about Nor can he read her a lesson. He had due course, and proceeded to make the She summoned up all her powers of re- be succesyfully accomplished. to ol Tt Do s s that. There was no need to worry about # detestation of illicit Jove that ended in urbane life of their amiable managing pression, and conquered. “Nicely,” she Eamel” sa e slowly- ille was desperate. She felt as the ' She was surprised to find that she was -the fossilized notions of mere tradition. Preachiness, as it so often did. editor distinctly uncomfortable. They felt said carelessly. “I'm hard at work. cruel to Jobk at the poor little bunied antelope must feel on the VErge perfectly untumied and quite as composed ] Mmay not be back to dinner, Ivy.” she “Ivy,” hesald, “you are a” (he was go- It _their duty, for they had once been Have vou any Inkling, inkling, ink- man_ and yet she preferred to do of being brought to bay. “Well, suppose be she Lad been while watening the wom. Said presently, after a fatigulng bout of Ing to'say “noble.” but the idea was top Women, and lhe_v’ s;m rore skirts. to ling?’ be asked, and be stopped to whistle Than stare at_the gallery of T have & reason?” she sked. “WHAt of o with ihe xed bloute. That perfeet lady Silence that had tried hernerves very se- paradoxical) “brave girl. What would Mmake ihe most of the situation. which, the song from “Florodora. : T pou et the B BT L 12 Let us edmit that 1 have a reason. mas quite quict now. verely. Nobody that she had ever met You advise me to do?” for various reasons, was singularly grate- Perhaps: but don't be inquisitive. Sher- to tell you that the paper has heard—has And ‘then?” L a0t Yeu, Charlie” she said could remafn so provokingly silent as Tvy. . She looked at him and he knew that ful to them. Most women believe that lock Holmes never gave himself away, heard this sad story—and to @sk you—to “And then? he repeated gently. The asmaniy. e thiov Souvectt ai Tan pard I promised tn ses Mrs. Ogden, who Is i}, there was contempt in her eves. I cam. WAn, unmarried, is a rake at heart, and and I'm Sherlock just at present. I'm off ask you sympathy In his soul had €0 often gone spinster. | wish 1 could say ves. It If she asks me to stay, 1 shall do so, Nt advise you,” she declared. “T do not eVen in Owldom a vestige of that anclent now, as I've loads of things to do. Good- She stumbled and_was silent, literally forth to meet that which lurked in hers, wouid really be o nice. But I can't old You will rot be unduly desolate, for I know you ur wife. Ah, you force me Sentiment may yet lurka unable to proceed. She wondered if the g L . B even though she had scarcely realized it. . 3 . Y {magine that vou do not care to talk.” 1o say i u force me to'say It! Those At another time the humor of the sit- ~ “Won't you wait and ride uptown?” 'out-and-out” reporter began in this way e e el i i g B k);‘z;‘:; tlh;“l nn'! .'3;9;'::"1"1::':‘:"!(?&}(;&)?: Tvy yawned. “No.” she said, &tretoing Words, ‘vour wife, burn me, scorch my UAation might have appealed to Mr. Chil- can't, to-night.” ¢ ¢ ¢ or if he beat about the bush 1y if you have a reason—may I Tot, as &n Ang ehorty realie e thangh & BIblel hersell . T really exhausted {he engages 11ps. You force me to utter them. You ders. who was not lacking In that sixth Oh,” He said, with a quizzical smile. more artistically ® * ¢ or if he wera old friend, know 17" i Tv of ment topic this affernoon. And I know, @re so weak, so cowardly! What do I Perception, known as the sense of the ri- “You are going to look upon me as en- even more brutal in his frankness. What e e T e dhliasy 2t Mo !\::vfiptfi—;:y She eXclemen ARd WOITy Of Gear. that you could discuss nothing eise, 'advise you €0 do—T, 1. 17 'Wania gou diculous. But on this occasion he was gaged now. and to leave me slone. Sailie, an asrecable calling! And yet men could sppeal was lost upon her. She was tan- " 5 d see Mrs. Ogden. 1 may take a like me (o see her ‘and beg her to be Tubbed into irritability, ard he could see jf you do that I shall be furious. The be reporters, while thers were bricks to P thing In wives, and quite mercenary. [ Go an e gden. v g b gled up in the intricacies of & problem (oja Mr. Childers the other day that if Stroll, just to remove the cobwebs. An lenient? Shall I tell her how 1 love you? nothing funny in the procession of fem- way in which men who are engaged, or be “lald,” subways to be dug, tunnels to ihet was golng to prove odigusly ungrate- I ever captured anybody willing to pay Afierncon tea is so dreadfully exhausting, Ah. you wouldn't mind. If you thought nine owls each with = preiext, that married. are abandoned by everything be excavated. ful, and there was no rest for her in the my rent I would never show myself agaln 18n.t it? One says so much and so little that it would settle things, you wouid jet Came to his office and withered him with femininé that they like, is distressing and _ *It is quite trus—whatever you may haven of “an old friend. in the vicinity of Newspaper Row. 1 also She watched Mrs. Hampton's departurs me go to her. I advise you what to do? .CQneratulations. cruel. It always reminds me of rats leav- have heard,” said Mrs. Stuyvesant, she retorted sharply. “I 414 not gaid that the woman who invented earn- Wwith a nonchalance that seemed a trile I1—I can't. T love you. I don't kmow _Mr. Childers felt comnletely unsettied, ing a sinking ship. ‘Don’t be a rat, Sallle, quietly. “Yes, I know. You are sey that I had eny reason. You #aid It, ing her own living ought to be compelled exaggerated. She could have rampaged Why. I can’t think up all these things. 8nd he sat frowning and making no at- and please don't regard me as a sinking referring to the—trouble between and T will admit it, if only to let the 1o do it through eternity. I sald some around the immaculate apartment In a They have not occurred to me. You have tempt to struggle with a mass of editorfal ship. Go on being a good fellow, Sallle. Mr. Stuyvesant and myself. You matter ar% Do stop being &n old friend, very weary, discontented things, I re- fever of impatience. Outwardly, however, had to deal with other kinds. of women COTrespondence that lay threateningly be- You are a good feillow, and you can't help need not hesitate. It is a subject Charlie. e only excuse for old friends member. Perhaps I thought them at that she was indifferent, apathetic, tited. She Who knew these situations by heart. I fore him. He was on edge. He had hith- {.” that T have schooled myself to meet. [ fs it geems to me, their Inquisitiveness. moment. I think I did, for we were talk- even tuok up a book labeled “Golden don't. erto successfully .battled aguinst those A flush spread over her face, and she am quite willing to talk.” They feel that they must Know every- yng about Anastasia Atwood, who was sit- Thoughts™ and pretended to read it. She He was shocked. This was a tigress, women and rigorously denfed himself to felt rather shaky. This appeal to her Sallle experienced a sense of dismay so thing: that they have & perfect right 1o t{ing alone at Mouquin's, while she owned held jt upside down—which wgs quite Unreasoning, (llogical—and not a girl. them on all occaslons. And now they be- ® ¢ ¢ ¢ well, [t was unnecessary; it was keen that she felt the sharpening of her know everything. It is & nuisance. I 3 rea] husband. At this moment, Charile, thoughtless—but Mrs. Hnmpton," fussily There was something primitive and sav- <leged him and he was powerless. He heartless. features, the tightening of the skin upon bate being catechized and cross-examined (hose are not my sentiments. Thank you, preparing for her outing, did not notice age In such untrammeled emotion. It could have coped with a delegation of “I shall never be a rat sald un- her face. Old Witherby's insinuations for no other reason than because an old g)d man. Did you really mean it?" the proceeding. How slow she was! First Was also quite new, but—it appealed to irate trade unionists far more effectively steadily, “and you will never be a sinking were even more far-reaching than he had friend wants to kpow. It ie most exas- . did not answer her, but called the the bonnet—then the jacket—then fts him. She was right. The women he had than with these feminine parodlies. His ship. But I must abandon you to-night, supposed. Mrs. Stuyvesant knew all, had perating. Be anything—but not &n old waiter for the bill, added it with elabor- hooks—then her handkerchief—and the met were the furtiv g clandestine things hatred of them was quite unreasonable, whatever you are.. Duty, Mr. Childers, made her plans and was prepared. Fop friend. e s ate and consclentious care. and lighted a keys, had she forgotten them? Oh, and Without the courage of conviction and #nd he knew if: hut on that precisa ac- calls me, and I reply, ‘I come—I come.” ¥ a moment Sallle was utterly taken abaclk. e T Ty e e wrusSiace: clgarette. Then he heiped her on with be sure and tell the dressmaker when she probably without conviction. He had count it was all the more irresistible, for She had Intended to probe and to ferret. T e K e o menorry her jacket, waited while she buttoned It, called that Monday would do. and keep come to the pied-a-terre to-day with the When cold applications of logic become CHAPTER XIV. Instead, the actor’s wife threw the truth e e e e aaybody. It 1o 2nd walked with her to the street. the chaln on the door, and Susan could determination to relinquish it and flout useless then a case is generally hopeless. e at her, and It was a large and a formide f 1 15‘(;n§ng:idrg, “_DO"I" :"{nml!-be dl: Her temporary jauntiness had left her, go out after she had prepared Ivy's din- the gossipers. He had no Ideas for the It was late that evening when Sallle Ballle possessed a very few of th ble truth, ose - and she felt as if to scream would be the ner. Would it ever end? Ivy fumed, and future—and though it annoved him to end Sydenham appeared. She had shirked her ultl h: it true” she began hesitantly—“is 4 M“(’.‘fi;‘fi,°°g',::‘r§i’;”{,j&‘;°“::d acme of joy. But she did not scream. frefted, and bit her lip, and felt that she evervthing he was quite prepared to do theater and had devoted her time to map- ?n“o’::"d!:;:naihe"c.::m nt::c:h:oz.m 'n:f it true that you will take steps to—to a the right to be called one. His ellence jarred her.'lnd they walked would like to eat “Golden Thoughts,” to it He knew that her devotion to him ping out a line of action. What it was pulses as they sprout. Nor could she fol- curs a divorce—td ventilate the matter” e ala note atop to” realige tnis, (hrough the deserted atreets until they chew it viclously. was something guite out of the ordinary, she hardly knew as yet, but she had bren jow the Inevitable progress of events _Mrs. Stuyvesant showed no emotin. treasnres A hend 5re ot Sieys the reached her house without uttering a The front door closed, and Ivy waited but—ah. how little he, with his vast)tbinking things out'and was prepared to from their source, to the turbulent every- This was not the plcture of the distressel s that appeal. The balo Iooks word. Then he asked her if she had the for the inevitable return to say unimport- knowledge of women, knew her!—he had work unwaveringly. Her night had been day sea into which they finally empty and weeping wife that Sallle had expect- —_— . key, and she waved It in front of hinm. ant things that had been forgotten. Mrs, believed that the mere idea of discovery sleepless. And her cup of unhapplness thomselves. With her it was always In- ed to Cool resolution was imnres: e, Crarlie,” she said, as ghe She Wished that he would say something, Hampton generally discovered five min: would affright her. It meant so much to had been filled to overflowing by the Tec: tuition She decided that ‘tha newt thing upon the bedraggled features of the pale v iremble. ' “But you do wor- and woul fllhly have done so herself. utes after departure that she had forgot- her, or, at least. he subposed so. Arthur ollection of Charlie Covington's last to do was to see Arthur Stuyvesant's little woman. It was by no means a ques- ow so0! Don’t you, now? I didn’t But she (i(:ul "( ink g: r;'o(hln‘ that would ten something—usually the keys that she Stuyvesant was nu led. His nature was words. She had hoped that if the case wife, for upon Mrs. Stuyvesant the bur- tion of hysterics. ot 1 said about "an old friend, At the eituation, which was embarrass- never by any chance needed. Ivy went a vacillating one; but, just the same, ha became desperate she could have called den Of results rested. - If the wife had no _ “See here, Miss Sydenham.” she said = . m Ing. His voice was suave as usual as he {o the window and watched the respect- had no intention of "allowing this en- . > uppose d‘;;"l‘"d'fj‘“"'{ n‘r"’g&‘; ;fl"j "fad good-night, and she ran up the steps ;bxe black velvet bonnet fading ln:ope&e tanglement to foreshadow ‘hu B him in the splendid devotion of /his intention of seeking redress, if she be- “you are a woman—at least I sunpose 3 platonic “friendship. That was all ober. lieved in a plaintive acqulescence, a Spar- are—or have been, at some time. Ii is to be questioned. Let us left him. J distance. She was free at last, Something "“:,"‘,3” dz'meA Vague thoughts Charlie could never be the same again, tan auancee S ¥ Tt G . Hihe e B¥ihuy asd.} hawe bessl ware ething more cheerful.” CHAR—PTER X1 Her hands trembled so, that she could flitted thmg! MS mind. His wife must ynder any circumstances. The memory considerably less to fear. The case would ried for several years, and I have suffered xious to bumor her—she could . scarcely don her hat and coat. The ‘“re- be nvn!us"m A any rate, any further of wkat he had sald made her feel petu- be easier to handle, for her duty would be a good deal during those years. | was an then how anxious. In some «[n my young days,” sald Mrs. Hamp- UCI2Ncy|of herdemeanor vanished quick- appeal to Miss Hampton was out of the 1ant and irritable. for it was so manifestly narrowed down to some unimagined actress. but I left the stage to pleas- him. kncw he was almost claif- ton,"harking amlably back to former 11 Saer face sharpened: cven tie ALIre AUeEHOn. | ere. Tvy. he sald gentiy: and 4PFUrd. She had regaried him safely, ai- “business”. with Jack Childers. If she I withdrew from the struggle, and at fha St o dah:n.n’s”x‘:n:n:-ac;‘g}l’u:: times, with the @rchaeological diffidence tjon of her respiration seemed to be dis. s she came to him he took her hand, oSt &s & woman friend, an h.. had could but discover that Stuyvesant's wife time was glad to do so. [ wo ed 80 ular with m: posses: . turned. He was a man * * the suffered inertly, unvindictively, then she him. There could be no matinee girl that on was unusual, popular with mature ladies possessing carded for something more febrile, T won't discuss this matter with you 3 i/ y tion usual, and often unpleasant. e an Bt an b re. TIH'RHINK, (£ T cat, wh ty o man she didn’t want. Everything seemed could take her own time * ¢ - ) m minds—*'in . my young days girls G ® there ever looked upon him as I did. He de- Before you came into Jack's office to- Torah JInG oy seom to (i to be against her. 1d b: no need to hurry * * ¢ ¢ She ceived me, not once or twice bhut reway night,” he said lightly, * were less apathetic than they seem to be out mervou “You can go out. I shail bad better do. You see. T am considerin; 2 ! would b2 no e 3 vige. but ToRBdtnE i me. Goed ol sao JUst beeh (oday. It was never considered bad form not meed dinmer; if 1 0 1°can find what vou Just as much as—myeels o c ' _She had come (o the office to hear Jack e kT an Toa thy e, S0l | Rere: It SN sl Rbe. kol ach Childers talk, to learn from his own lips way not.” she sald: but she was e N or a ouement that should not loved him. I have bhumiliated mys-If who was known prove disastrous. more than T should care to say, until T ualor and dank- Unconsciously, her mind grew less per- felt that I was no longer a wom n hut a @ © ¢ the danger signal was shadow, hovering around him. and thank- know 2mny man with so to show a little enthusiasm,_ some slight ] want.” - “You n charscteristics. He mmsmemala:'tl:;:;a;? symptom of excitement. a certain degre2 In the pockel of her jacket was mellified, “hecause 1 really don’t care. o it o R Bt bt il s " of pardonable pride. when an eminently a black gauze veil. She felt cagerly What you call the worst dves not frighten Under an Eafise iooned 1 “him Cpanitely Settled " fotfafuctory engagement was made Dub- to ese. 11 1e were there. Ther S me iy roud not Kill me e mur FBNEN ness of an East Slde apartment House turbed ¢ ment. As she had lic. But you, my dear lvy—well, It seems T forth—quite leisurely. tn Mrs, Hampton—a stepmother is not a this pale girl, with the silver- mewhat blurred was, in ful for the privilege of being allowed ta The. Gonversation to some imeifylanf® Lcurcely possible to realize that anything sacmcd to be out for the Purpose of “Cor. Irroparable Jossoand s to bronhing with E0ld halr, who :%d one relationship with ipite of herself, lulled by the fact (hat hover. Tis plea was always (e sams this was probably & cheerful topic. Buf bas occurred. And yet—it was what we ting the air,” and she even stood for a Jiack, 1 should get over it nicely. Say him as co:uln_ 1d proposed to undertake nothing ha med."'l': Mr. Green she had thing; publicity mellm ru n.d'.ls rufn, what was 117 Aud fust for one moment— all wanted, what we all expected. 1t ls few momenis. as though fo decide upan that vou will come here Just the same, it another gL L made-aug:report, with & sieat aiectation which was ackieved Rag 89, did het ap- she remembered this afterward—she did extremely gratifying, even though it may the direction that her aimiess promenade only occasionally. We can be caretul; I 1t was late in the evening, but too early of sensational mystery the sort peal to him at all. Of late T was never not want to know, ’ not be startling or wonderful.” should take. After which, she apparently always am. It is you—you who are care- 0T the uptown rids after the 'hf' labor. of mystery that appealed to his not,ag- able to discover anything tangible. but “Yes,” Charlie went on amiably—at the lvy Hampton stood looking out of the made up her mind. She cut across Cen. less. Say you will come here. Say it, She had not the heart to consider that gressiveiy fantastic mind. She told him we have lived in an atmosphere of in- adjoining table they were drinking cham- wl:gvv of the apartments in Central Park trul Park, quickening her footsteps, as Arthur—say it.” uptown ride. Bohemian thouzh she was that she had made some discoveries, and difference and apathy that was appal'ing. , and Sallie lieard shrieks of laugh. West and beating a monotonous tattoo the West Side was speedily left f,f the ~ She rose and stood hefore him, lnoking in all her impuises, her Bohemianism that in a few days she would know for As soon as I learned the truth—that re ter—"you know it has been a sort of taclt. on the window pane. Her pose was care- background. down into his eves. Tn the very rhadow baiked at this guileless contact with Ivy certain If there really were a “story.” or has a mistress and an apariment—[ r- Iy erstood thing for a long time. The less and unstudied, and the girlish out- Once she met one of Mrs. Hampton's of clouds that might fatally obscure hiy liampton's cousin and fiance. She felt, if the whole thing could be dismissed as solved to end it all. Kind frierds threw aunt has always desired it. but it seemed line of her figure aj led picturesquely annoyingly loquacious friends, and was brightest prospects he gave her the moreover, like an executioner as she came mere Eldfl« This, she imagined—poor out hints, and although I have no idca 1o hang fire. vou know. Jack is such an to Mrs. Hampton. e last of a bevy of obliged to stop and talk to her. As she requisite promise. He would be careful, into the office and saw him sitting there. littlé Ilie, ' pitted against the huge. of the name of the woman or of the lo= indolent boy. and =0 dreadfully matter of *girl friends” to whom she had been serv- did so, she noticed a girl on the othet side He had a_dim recollection of having In his easy nonchalance and good temper. relentless, multi-clogged wheel of news- cality of her apartment, [ am now pre- fect. But the other night. as he tells ing afternoon tea had just dh?‘penea_ of the street, who stopped at the same ‘“talked” the other nikht when he was Whatever happened, she would have to paperd a very diplomatic move. pared to take the final step. I will not me, things came 1o a head, and it is now and Miss Ham, feit slightly fatigued. time. The girl was heavily muffled up not quite himself. He had g¥en the deal him a crusl blow, for half meas- on her part. little of the wheels prostitute myself by wearing his name, &n event that may be discussed.” Every detail of her engagement to Jack and plainly dressed; in fact, there was wvation away: but she need not know ures were impossible, and she would feel within wheels of journalism, and she was and I will show every woman who had “What is7” BSallie could hardly hear chum.p" been thoroughly threshed nothing in her appearance that would at- that. He would come out of this tangle bound to prevent his marriage with Ivy, rather proud of a course that she thought admired him as an actor, what he Is as