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Miss nutty bit litr Up. frowned, turn
ed away ami, voin hsnilng no reply,
walked toward the house with her
eyes fixed uti tin .'1)1111:1; but Just us
they reaeheil the do.ir .she Hashed over
him a look that scorched him from
head to foot and sent his spirits down
through the soles of his b:iots to exca
vate a grotto In the depths of the
earth, so charged It was with wrathful
.pity and contempt.
"Yes!" she said abruptly and follow
ed Mrs. Tanberry to the dressing room.
The elder lady shook her head sol
emnly as she emerged from the enor
mous folds of a yellow silk cloak. "Ah.
princess." she said, touching the girl's
shoulder with her jeweled hand. "I told (
you I was a very foolish woman, and I
am. but not so foolish as to oiler ad-
vice often. Vet. believe me. It won't i
do. 1 think that Is one of the greatest '
young men T ever knew, and It's a pity I
but it won't do." I
Miss Hetty kept her face away from '
3icr guardian for a moment. .No incon
sldcrable amount of information had
drifted to her from here and there re
garding the career of Cralley (J ray.
jin-l she thought how Intensely she
would have haled any person In the
world except Mrs. Tanberry for pre
suming; to think she needed to be warn
ed against the charms of this serenad
ing lady killer who was the property
of another girl.
"You must keep him away, I think,"
-ventured Mrs. Tanberry gently.
At that Hetty turned to her and said
sharply:
"I will. After this please let us nev
cr speak of him again."
A slow nod of the other's turbaned
bead indicated tho gravest acquies
cence. She saw that her companion's
checks were still crimson. "1 uuder
.staiid," said she.
A buzz of whispering. like a July bee
tle, followed Miss Carewe anil her
jiartner about the room during the next
lauce. How had Tom managed it?
Had her father never told herV Who
luul dared to introduce tliemV Funehon
was the only one who knew, and as
she whirled by with Will Cuinnilngs
she raised her absent glance long
enough to give Tom an alTectionate
.and warning shake of the head.
Tom did not see this. Miss Carewe
-lld. Alas! She smiled upon him in
stantly and looked deep into his eyes.
It was the third time.
She was not afraid of this man tlirt.
He was to be settled with once and
forever. She Intended to avenge both
Tanchon and herself. Yet it is a haz
nrdous game, this piercing of eye with
eye, because the point which seeks to
penetrate may soften and melt, leaving
one defenseless. For perhaps ten seo
ouds that straight look lasted, while it
seemed to her that she read clear into
the soul of him and to behold it through
some befooling magic as strong, ten
der, wise and true as his outward ap
pearance would have made an innocent
stranger believe him, for lie looked all
these things, she admitted that much,
mid he had an air of distinction and
resource beyond any she had ever
known; even in the wild scramble for
lier kitten he had uot lost it. So for
ten seconds, which may be a long time,
she saw a man such as she had dream
ed, and she did not believe her sight,
because she hail no desire to be as cred
ulous as the others, to be as easily
cheated as that poor Funehon!
The luckless Tom found his own feet
beautiful on the mountains and, tread
ing the heights with airy steps, ap
peared to himself wonderful and glori-lied-he
was waltzing with Miss Hetty!
He breathed the entrancing words to
himself over and over. It was true he
was waltzing with Miss Hetty Carewe!
Her glove lay warm and light within
Ids own. Ills lingers clasped that in
effable lilac and white brocade waist.
Sometimes her hair came within an
inch of his cheek, anil then lie rose out
right from the hilltops and lloated in a
golden mist. The glamour of which tho
incroyable had planned to tell her some
day surrounded Tom, and it seemed to
him that the whole world was covered
with a beautiful light like a carpet,
which was but the radiance of this
adorable girl whom his gloves and
coat sleeve were permitted to touch.
"When the music stopped they followed
in the train of other couples seeking the
coolness of out of doors for the inter
val, and Tom in his soul laughed at all
other men with illimitable condescen
sion. "Stop here," she said as they reached
the open gate. Ho was walking out of
It, his head In the air and Miss Het
ty on his arm. Apparently he would
liavo walked straight across tho state.
It wus the happiest moment ho hud
ever known.
He wanted to say something wonder
ful to her. Ills speech should be like
tin music ami glory and lire that were
In him. Therefore he was shocked to
hear himself remarking, with an Inan
ity of utterance that sickened him:
"Oh. here's the gate, Isn't It V
Her answer was a short laugh. "You
mean you wish to persuade mo that
you had forgotten it was there'?"
"I did not see It," he protested lam
entably. "No?"
"I wasn't thinking of It."
"Indeed! You were 'lost In thoughts
of "-
"Of you!" he said before he could
check himself.
"Yes?" Her tone was as quietly con
temptuous as she could make It. "How
very frank of you! May I ask are you
convinced that speeches of that sort are ,
ahvavs to a lady's liking?" i
"Xo," he answered humbly mid hung ,
his head. Then she threw the question
at him abruptly: . I
"Was It you who came to stag In our (
garden?"
There was a long p'Ulse before a pro- '
found sigh came tremulously from the ;
darkness, like a sad and tender confers-
slon. "Yes." ,
"1 thought so!" she oxealmod. "Mrs.
Tanberry thought It was some one else,
but I knew that It was you."
"Yes, you are right." he said quietly.
"It was I. It was my only way to tell
you what you know now."
"Of course!" She set it all aside with
those two words and the slightest ges
ture of her hand. "It was a song made
for another girl, I believe?" she asked
lightly and, with an icy smile, inquired
further, "For the one the one before
the last, I understand?"
lie lifted his head, surprised. "What
has that to do with It? The musle was
made for you; but, then, I think all
music was made for you."
"Leave the music out of it, if you
please," she said Impatiently. "Your
talents make you modest! No doubt
you consider it unmaidenly in me to
have referred to the serenade before
you spoke of It, but I am not one to
cast down my eyes and let It pass no,
nor one too sweet to face the truth,
cither!" she cried, with sudden passion.
"To sing that song in the way you did
meant oh, you thought I would flirt
with you! What right had you to come
with such a song to me?"
Tom intended only to disclaim the
presumption, so far from his thoughts,
that his song had moved her, for lie
could see that her attack was prompt
ed by her Inexplicable Impression that
he had assumed the attitude of a con
queror, but Ids explanation began un
fortunately. "Forgive me. I think you have com
pletely misunderstood. You thought it
meant something 1 did not intend at
all, and"
"What!" she said, and her eyes blaz
ed, for now she beheld him as the ar
rant sneak of the world. He, the lady
killer, with his hypocritical air of
strength and melancholy sweetness,
the leader of drunken revels and, by
reputation, the town Lothario and
light-o'-love, under promise of mar
riage to Fanchon Hareaud, had tried to
make love to another girl, and now his
cowardice in trying to disclaim Avhat
he had done lent him the Insolence to
say to this other: "My child, you are
betrayed by your youth and conceit;
you exaggerate my meaning. I had no
intention to distinguish you by coquet
ting with you!" This was her interpre
tation of him, and her Indignation was
not lessened by the Inevitable conclu
sion that lie, who had been through so
many scenes with women, secretly
found her simplicity diverting. Miss
Hetty had a little of her father in her,
while it was part of her youth, too,
that of all things she could least en
dure tho shadow of n smile at iier owu
expense.
"Oh, oh!" she cried, her voice shak
ing with anger. "I suppose your bad
heart is half choked with your laughter
at me."
She turned from him swiftly and left
him.
Almost running, she entered the house
and hurried to a seat by Mrs. Tanber
ry, nestling to her like a young sapling
on a hillside. Instantaneously several
gentlemen who had hastily acquitted
themselves of various obligations In
order to seek her sprang forward with
eager greetings, so that when tho
stricken Tom, dazed and confounded
by his evil luck, followed her at about
live paces he found himself confronted
by an Impenetrable abatis formed by
the spiked tails of tho coats of Gen
eral Trumble, Mudrlllon, Topplnghum
Marsh, Cuinuiings and Jefferson Ha-
Hardanger
Cloth
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white drosses and waists,
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Cashmere Vests, 35 to 60c
Cashmere Band, 25c
Cashmere Hose, 15, 25c
rcaud. "Within this fortification rang
out laughter and sally from Miss Ca
rewe. Her color was high, and her
oyos spnrkled never more brightly.
Flourish and alarms sounded for a
quadrille. Each of the semicircle, firm
ly elbowing his neighbor, begged the
dance of Miss Hetty, but Tom was him
self again and laid a long, strong hand
on Madrlllon's shoulder, pressed him
gently aside and said:
"Forgive me. Miss Carewe lias hon
ored me by the promise of this qua
drille." Ho bowed, offering his arm. and none
of them wos too vain to envy that bow
and gesture.
For a moment he remained waiting.
Miss Carewe rose slowly and, directly
facing him, said In composed and even
voice, "You force me to beg you never
to address me again."
' She placed her hand on the general's
arm, turning her back squarely upon
Tom.
In addition to those who heard, many
persons in that part of the room saw
the affront and paused In arrested at
titudes. Others, observing these, turn
ed inquiringly, so that sudden silence
fell, broken only by the voice of Miss
Hetty ns she moved away, talking
cheerily to the general. Tom was left
standing alone in the broken semi
circle. All the eyes swept from 'her to him
and back. Then every one began to
talk hastily about nothing. The youug
man's humiliation was public.
He went to the door under cover of
the movement of the various couples
to find places in the quadrille, yet ev
ery sidelong glance in the room still
rested upon him, and he knew It. He
remained in the ball alone through that
dance and at Its conclusion walked
slowly through the rooms, speaking to
people here and there as though noth
ing had happened, but when the music
sounded again ho went to the dressing
room, found his hat a.id cloak and left
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the house. For awhile he Btood on the
opposite side of the street, watching
tho lighted windows, and twice ho
caught sight of the lilac and whlto bro
cade, the dark hair and the wreath of
marguerites. Then, with a hot pain
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In the carriage Mrs. Tanberry took
Hetty's hand in hers. "I'll do as you
wish, child," she said, "uud never
speak to you of him again as long 11s
I live except this once. I think it was
best for his own sake ns well as yours,
but"-
"IIc needed a lesson," interrupted
Miss Betty wearily. She had danced
long and hard, and she was very tired.
Mrs. Tanberry's staccato laugh came
out irrepressibly. "All the vagabonds
do, princess!" slnj cried. "And I think
they are getting It."
"No, no; I don't mean"
"We've turned their heads, my dear,
between us, you and I, and we'll have
to turn 'em again, or they'll break their
necks looking over their shoulders at
us, the owls!" She pressed the girl's
hand affectionately. "Hut you'll let mo
say something Just once and forgive 1110
because we're the same foolish age,
you know. It's only this: The next
young man you suppress, take him oil
in a corner. Lead him away from tho
crowd where ho won't have to stand
and let them look at him afterward.
That's all, my dear, and you mustn't
mind."
"I'm not sorry!" said Miss Betty hot
ly. "I'm not sorry!"
"Xo, no," said Mrs. Tanberry sooth
ingly. "It was better tills time to do
just what you did. I'd have done It
myself, to make quite sure he would
keep away because I like him."
"I'm not sorry!" said Miss Betty
again.
"I'm not sorry!" she repeated and
reiterated to herself after Mrs. Tan
berry had gone to bed. Shu had sunk
Into a chair in the library with a book,
and "I'm not sorry!" she whispered as
the open unread page blurred before
her; "I'm uot sorry!" lie had needed
his lesson, but she had to bear the rec
ollection of how white his face went
when he received it. Her affront had
put about lilin a strange loneliness
the lone figure with the stilled crowd
staring, It had made a picture from
which her mind's eye had been unable
to escape, danced she never so hard
and late. Unconsciously Robert Cn
rowo's daughter had avenged the other
lonely figure which had stood in lonely
humiliation before the staring eyes.
"I'm not sorry!" Ah, did they think
it wus In her to hurt any living thing
In tho world? Tlio book dropped from
her lap, ami she bowed her head upon
her hands. "I'm not sorry!" and
tears upon the small lace gauntlets!
She saw them and with an Incoherent
exclamation, half self pitying, half im
patient, ran out to the stars above her
garden.
She was there for perhaps half an
hour, and Just before she returned to
the house she did a singular tiling.
Standing where all was clear to the
sky, where she had stood after her talk
with tho incroyablo when he had bid
her look to tho stars, she raised her
arms to them again, her face, pale with
a great tenderness, uplifted.
"You, you, you!" she whispered. "I
love you!"
And yet it was to nothing definite,
to 110 niau nor outline of a man, to 110
phantom nor dream lover, thut sho
spoke; neither to him sho had af
fronted nor to him who had bidden her
look to tho. stars. Nor was It to the
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CiKAiM-ii came home the next
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fish. He lounged up the stairs
late hi the afternoon hum
ming cheerfully to himself and, drop
ping his rod in a corner of Tom's of
fice, laid the poem on the desk beforo
his partner, chuckled softly and re
quested Mr. Vanrevcl to set the rhymes
to music immediately.
"Try It on your Instrument," he said.
"It's a simple verse about nothing bub
stars, and you can work It out in twen
ty minutes with the guitar."
"It Is broken," said Tom, not looking
up from his work.
"Broken! When?"
"Last night."
"Who broke It?"
"It fell front the table In my room."
"How? Easily mended. Isn't It?"
"I think I shall not play it soon
ngaln."
Cralley swung his long legs off tho
sofa and abruptly sat up. "What's
this?" lie asked gravely.
Tom pushed his papers nway from
him, rose and went to the dusty win
dow that looked to the west, where, at
the end of the long street, the suu was
setting behind the ruin of charred tim
bers on the bank of the shining river.
"It seems that I played once too of
ten," he said.
Cralley was thoroughly astonished.
Ho went to his friend and dropped a
hand' lightly on his shoulder. "What
made you break the guitar? Toll me."
"What makes you think I broke it?"
asked bis partner sharply.
"Tell 1110 why you did it," said Cral
ley. And Tom, pacing the room, told him,
while Cralley stood in silence looking
him eagerly in the eye whenever Tom
turned his way. Tho listener interrupt
ed seldom. Once It was to exclaim:
"Hut you haven't suid why you broko
the guitar?"
"If thfne eye offend thee, pluck it
out!' I ought to have cut off the hands
that played to her."
"And cut your throat for singing to
her?"
"She was right!" the other answered,
striding up and down the room. "Bight
a thousand times In everything sho
did. That I should even approach her
was an unspeakable Insolence. I had
forgotten, and so, possibly, had she,
but I had not even been properly Intro
duced to her."
(To bo Continued )
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