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They haven’t refused to lend 11s a single thing we’ve had to borrow, Don't Forget Cutlcura Talcum When adding to your toilet requisites. An exquisitely scented face, skin, baby and dusting powder and perfume, ren dering other perfumes superfluous. You may rely on It because one of the Cutlcura Trio (Soap, Ointment and » Talcum). 25c each everywhere.—Adv. Y'oii can always tell an Inventor by the cloud of hecklers who disappear ^ the invention works. I The TWICE AMERICAN I By ELEANOR M. INGRAM I 1 . _mi_ N el watched the appetite with i which she finished the sweet, half ; m d during their dance. What sh< i i he say to her? IIow pleas ant. a thing it would be to awake that fresh candid enjoyment of hers with more durable sensations than orange juice and ice cream! Frocks, for example. Oh, he cer tainly was glamoured out of all common sense; a man beside him self ! Noel clenched his hand on the napkin across his knee. Because he distrusted his own folly, he did not speak at all. Yet, when he was silent, that inexplicable excitement surged up again, shaking him as a strong wind shakes a structure which it cannot overthrow. It was as if some opportunity, muffled from his recognition, were thundering upon the dosed door of his under standing. "You said"—the girl’s voice slipped intp his reverie—"that a princess lived in that house. It was abroad, then? In Europe?" "No," he slowly replied. IIow she returned to that subject! "I said that it was built for a prin cess. She never lived in it." "She will?” "Never. Some other woman may." "And look across from the mountains to the sea, and go through the gate of the little shoes and walk in the deep garden? Oh! But you are spoiling tin* play when you say so. Yon told me as a play, didn't you? I mean, as a play at a theater is just to amuse?" He checked the answer that rushed to his lips. " You know all about theaters, 1 suppose," he forced himself to remark casually. "Of course, you are a professional dancer—on the stage, I mean. Your beautiful skill-•" "No,” she denied. "No, I am not." iJuvid .Noel experienced a snarp shock of disillusion; a revulsion that overturned his heart and scat tered all tlie winged impulses and desires that had flown there to nest since the morning when this girl had faced him in the street. For she spoke a lie! He knew that only tireless, hourly practice, day after day, could have produced that grace of hers; that exquisite suppleness and strength masked in apparent fragality; that trained, uncon scious posing of even each slender finger in action or in repose. It was as absurd to deny that as to assert that some Italian garden of fastidious cultivation had grown up out of a wilderness alone and unaided, producing of itself the contrast of snowy sun dial against clipped turf, or the upleap of foun tains in tho sun. She was a dancer, and she had lied! Why? .tie was saved tne emuarrass ment of finding speech by the ap proach of Deltaille with the doll, amid an approving murmur from those who watched. No one won dered at the award, or desired fur ther contest; the superiority of this couple had been too obvious, too far beyond rivalry. Miss Arloff turned in her chair to meet the manager, and held out both hands for the doll with such an innocent face of eagerness that the delighted room broke into a little tempest of hand clapping. “Thank you so very much!” she sad to the smiling Deltaille. “It is a very lovely doll, and I am verv glad!” Against his will, Noel noted again her natural self possession, at once so modest and so high bred. She settled the doll in the curve of her arm with the simplic ity of a little girl at. play. But the charm was broken. Why had she flung into their idyl the shattering mischief of a lie? Well, it was done, and done in time. He stood committed to noth ing. Tomorrow he would ask the girl on Long Island to marry him. lie met Miss Arloff’s glance, when it returned to lifftf without a flick er of expression in his gray eyes. Ilis rather hard face was locked in coldness as a winter lake. While he wondered sullenly how he was to end a situation sud denly grown distasteful to him, the girl forestalled his intention. “We may go now?” she ques tioned. “I shall never he able to thank you enough, but I shall al ways remember how kind you have been—always! I remember things. We may go?” She was poised to rise; her ex pectant eyes awaited his move ment. Obviously, it had not oc curred t* her that they might re J main in pleasant dalliance after I 14 j the business of their evening was over. She was not afraid or rude; it was simply that they had fin ished their affair. “Certainly,” Noel stiffly agreed. But he was scarcely pleased by her calm dismissal of him, after all. Ife signalled his waiter, signed the check when it was brought, and’ rose, still tongued tied. Apparently his guest noticed nothing wrong. She smiled hap pily at the attendant who drew back her chair. Leaning across the pink lighted table, she lifted a stalk of gladiolas from the central i vase. “As an echo from the ball!” she said lightly, drawing the flower through her belt. And she denied being an actress! Noel made a caustic mental com ment. Why had she stooped to falsehood? Surely sho did not 1 suppose him so stupidly narrow ( minded as to be prejudiced against i her because she was a dancer? He was neither a puritan nor an in- i fant. i J Hey made their way out, the i target of many glances. The mus- ’ ic for the next contest was already < commencing—a noisy fox trot i marked by the crash of brasses ] and the beat of a drum. There t was no languorous enchantment i there, or anywhere, now. i Midnight was bringing little j coolness to the panting city, but ; the streets were less stifling than ] the interior of the restaurant had i been. Carrying her doll, the girl , walked silently beside the silent man, her aerial lightness and swiftness of step easily keeping , pace with his longer stride. Evi- < dently she had perceived at last , that something was wrong. Noel felt the puzzled scrutiny of her gaze upon him as they passed be neath each street lamp. He was not pleased with his own dumb mood. Why could he not conclude gracefully a daintily fantastic adventure? What was it to him if this girl who flitted across his path for an evening chose to speak falsely or truly of herself? Surely it should be no hard task to talk with a pretty woman while they walked a few streets in company! | The streets were passed, yet he continued mute. The . girl had ceased to look toward him. She carried her little head high, and there was no meekness in her si lent dignity; but he fancied that she moved less buoyantly. David told himself that a gentle man would have finished the epi sode gallantly. He was finishing | it. like a gamin of the slums!! They were in that still, ghostly street where she lived. And now, when their separation loomed as a gate in the act of closing between this night and all future nights, Noel was gripped and shaken anew by that curious and terrible sense of opportunity lost. A huge white hand, seemingly thrust arrestingly out of the dark ness before him, made his nerves leap in almost superstitious recoil before he realized that it was only the sign of a glove cleaner’s shop, lie wondered if the heat was af fecting him. Then he could have laughed at the absurdity of that idea as applied to a veteran of the tropics. They were climing the steps to her door, and he had not yet spok en. If only she had been honest with him! On the threshold, the girl faced him and put out her hand. ‘‘i shall never forget your very great gooduess,” she said, gravely formal, yet tricked by the soft ca dences and delicious irregularities of her voice into unsteady witsful ness. “I hope you may always be as happy as you are kind!” That was all; For an instant he saw her face against the shadow, like a water lily floating on a dark lake. Her eyes, so hauutingly like the eyes of long ago, braved his sternly hostile regard. Then she was gojic .through the dim open ing, and the thick door haS closed its barrier. Too late, Noel would have spok en; hut she was gone, and he had not found one word to give her— not even a bald “good by.” Slowly he turned away to the j head of the steps, and confronted a man at their foot. David stopped. The other man ascended without pause or haste. Opposite Noel, he haulted with stately de liberation, bowed to the younger man, and passed into the house. It w-as the fine, old world figure of ilie Jew, the dancing girl’s guardian. Gradually there returned to Noel's recollection, as he stood as tonished, the knowledge that an-; ether footfall Vhan their own had echoed in the dull street when he and the girl came here. The old man had followed them, no doubt, both in their going and coming. More—Noel remembered a dark figure which ho had glimpsed from the window beside their sup-j per table—a man who leaned in the shadow of the building oppo site. If she was not a princess, she was guarded like one! Since lie was never to see her again, there was no reason for the satis faction Noel felt in that fact; yet he did feel it. Why had her small palm against his moved him to depths unstirred I For years? Why did he walk back :o his hotel with a heavy sense of (Veariness and self reproach? He had seen a mocking ghost of he princess—nothing more than a nockery. To him it was abomina te that the girl who looked like donstance Bhice should speak a ic! i CHAPTER XIV. < The Daughter of Vasili Arloff. < The next day Noel went out to jong Island, as had been agreed i iver the telephone on the previous ( vening, when he’d broken his din- 1 ler engagement. He was entertained by his hosts 1 vith a cordiality almost affection- 1 ite. He loitered through the sun- . ly morning with the young lady 1 chose blond handsomeness and . ool amiability had decided his j hoice of her as his future wife. Ie was seated beside her during he intimate family luncheon, J chich was served on a shaded ver- ( mda overlooking the sound. But ( n the afternoon he drove back to J 'lew York, away from all that ‘ •cauty and kindness; and he had * tot asked the blond princess to • narry him. He had come to a more sensible dew of the episode of the previous ‘ light, Noel told himself. Why ihnuld he blame Miss Arloff for ] lot having the heart of Constance Iruce merely because their faces ‘ vere alike? The girl could be ‘ lothing to him, of course; but that rave him no right to insult her. STo, he had behaved outrageously! ! He did not want to see the danc ng girl again; but he had resolved ;o write a brief note of apology ' tor his dumb mood of that last ! aalf hour and to send it to her with some flowers. Then he c,ould put the incident out of his <mind. A.t least, he hoped that he could. When he entered the hotel, Noel paused at the florist’s stand. The pertly pretty clerk smiled at him, arranging the bangle bracelets on her wrists with a display of elab orately manicured hands. “How do you do, Mr. Noel? Violets or a buttonier?” “No, thanks!” He surveyed with distaste the costly flowers massed in gilded baskets and jars. ‘Something less commonplace.” “Roses? Sweet peas?” ] “Have you any water lilies?” “No, sir—lilies of the valley.’’ He hesitated in indecision. The woman eyed him with a touch of malice. “For a lady, sir? I see you got i dancing prize last night. Of •ourse, your partner is a dancer! ” “Yes,” he returned impassive Iv. “You may give me the sweet peas—that little triangular basket there.” But he mentally quivered at this confirmation pf his judgment. Miss Arloff had lied; that much was now a certainty. “Shall I send the peas, Mr. Noel?” the clerk asked, tying the box smartly with green ribbon. ‘Where to? A card goes with them?” “Yes,” he said absently. “At what theater did you see Miss Arloff?” He knew that the question was unwise, yet could not refrain from it. The clerk lifted her eyes with a stare of curiosity. “I didn’t say she was on the stage. She ain’t. She teaches fancy dancing to a class of kids at the Salle du Ballet Russe, on the avenue. I know, because I know the mother of a girl who^s learn ing there. What address'did you say, Mr. Noel?” “You may give me the box,” he slowly answered. “I will take it myself.” It was the hour when the work ers of the city swarm through the streets, seeking a million homes after the long day of labor. When David Noel stepped out into the summer evening, he was caught in the swirl of chattering, hurry ing humanity. Six o’clock was ringing from a lofty tower nearby. New York glowed under level sup rays, shot across heaps of gold and rose col ored clouds piled in the west. All was cheer, color, life. Surely this was the city’s happy hour, the man thought; not its most bril liant hour, nor the hour of most gaiety, but surely its happiest. He walked quietly, one with the tired, good humored crowd, his box under his &rm. The dancing girl had told him the truth, and he was on liis way to apologize to her! As yet, his plans went no fur ther than that errand, but he felt a content as soothing as sleep. When he reached the street where she lived, most of its busi ness places were closed, and the pouring stream of workers had flowed out, to be dissipated in a thousand directions, like a river flowing into sand. Still, enough people Avere passing to give the street an air of animation. Noel climbed the steps of the louse, and received his first sur irises. The heavry old door stood lartly open. He saAv into a vesti nile, floored Avith squares of black md Avhitc marble and panelled A'ith black A\Talnut, highly carved, in odd contrast to this old fash oned elegance, a toav of brass mail >oxes and push buttons Avas iffixed to the Avail. The one time nansion was uoav inhabited by everal families. While he hesitated before this ieAv situation, a woman came loAvn the curved stairs—a fat voman Avho looked like a middle lass dressmaker She Avas hurry ng and panting with heat and xertion. “Arloff?” she ansivered Noel’s nquiry. “Second floor.’’ She bustled out, and he used the mplied freedom to go up without urther ceremony. On the second floor the door op msite him also stood ajar, with inly a curtain drawn across. No loubt the heat had prompted any aeasure which promised a current if air. Between the folds of drap ry Noel saAv into the room be mud. Involuntarily, he remained st gaze. me room was iurntsneu as a [rawing room, but in the center vas a table laid for two. At one dace stood a glass of milk and ome thin slices of bread. At the ithcr place was a plate of clear oup, and arranged around this core two chops with brave collars if pink paper, two cream cakes on i standing dish, and a frosted gob et of claret. In the center of the able, a slender vase upheld that .ingle stalk of gladiolus which the lancing girl had taken from the lotel board the night before. Opposite the plate of bread and rlass of milk was seated the young *irl herself. At the place across irom her sat the most dazzling old nan Ngel had ever seen or imag in'd. He was not old. Noel withdrew :hat term a moment later. His ■risp, white hair curled around a lark, vivid, virile face without a mark of age. All the fire, the en ergy, the swift changing play of 'xpression that makes youth beau tiful, were still his. There was ;ven youth’s touch of spoiled arro gance in the curve of his lips, and nore than a little of youth’s sweet less. He was a small man, rather less n stature than the average Anglo Saxon; yet he gave the observer in impression that he was pos sessed of unusual strength. While Noel, unseen, arrested, stared at him, the man spoke in English perfectly constructed,'yet ielicately foreign: “Yon like the gift of your poor oapa, my ehild?” “Oh, yes!” the girl answered, ler voice gaily caressing. She raised from her lap the French loll of the dancing contest, and with a delightful gesture of co quetry pressed its rosy bisque rheek and yellow curls against her own white cheek and - curls of brouze. “It was adorable of you to give her to me, good papa. But she has not a name yet! ’ ’ “Yraiment ? What, then, shall we call liffr?” The girl considered. “Salome, perhaps?” “Bah! Salome was a vixen!” “But she danced on her own heart,” she murmured, with a faint sigh. “Shall it be Carmen eita, papa?” “Or Anitra, who was an en chantress?” “It shall be Anitra. Thank you, papa! But you do not eat. This dreadful heat! ’ ’ • “Pardon, by Rosalind, but I de vour ravenously.” At the father’s first movement, Noel, still standing in the shelter of the curtain, drew a breath of wondering comprehension, for it was plain, now, who had taught Rosalind Arloff. The man’s grace was a thing unnatural in its per fection. As with the girl, his smooth movements seemed to melt from one unconscious pose into another as water flows from one ripple to the next. \To be continued next week.) Upon his landing a few days ago, a New York reporter enticed the opinion from Maurice Maeterlink that: “Death la powerless against life. What it takes from those who dte enters into those who are left. The lamps grow less, but tha flames grow more Intense and higher." Backache and Kidneys Backache of any kind is often caused by kidney disorder, which means that the kidneys are not working proper ly. 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