in london and twenty two days after reaching england the land of romance i he meets a temperament mr was at mrs s tea house which mrs kept in a genteel fashion in a three doors from his house on place after his night i of fear and tragic he resented the general flow e red paper nap kin aspect of mrs s establish j ment he as he at the j under the silly pink and white tea cup on green and white tray brought him by a in a apron which must have been made i a christmas fairy who was not fat hu j he at the pictures of and and and little on mrs s pink and white wall he wished it were possible � which of course it was ni � to go hack to the st house where i could talk to the honest flat footed wait and cross his feet under his chair for here he yes studied by the tea room two and daughters of an a slender pale haired english girl student � with large top barred eye glasses over h protesting eyes and a of people living along place who looked as though they wanted t know if your opinions on the national gallery a were sound his of the of mrs i so e he meets a temperament turned to a feeling of with the other as he turned with the rest to stare just entering the talk in the room halted startled mr gasped with his head solemnly revolving his eyes followed the young woman about his table to a table opposite a what red hair was his private comment a slender girl of twenty eight or twenty nine clad in a one piece gown of sage green its lines unbroken by either belt or collar fitting her as though it had been on and showing the long beautiful sweep of her fragile and long breast her collar of the material of the dress was so high that it touched her delicate jaw and it was set off only by a fine silver chain with a la of silver and carved her red hair red as a parted and drawn severely back made a sweep about the fair dead white skin of her bored sensitive face bored blue gray eyes with pathetic of faintly violet wrinkles beneath them and a scarce noticeable web of wrinkles at the side thin long cheeks a delicate nose and a straight strong mouth of thin but red lips such was the new patron of mrs she stared about the tea room like an officer raw at the stare of the thin girl student ordered breakfast in a low voice then languidly considered her toast and once she glanced about the room her heavy brows were drawn close for a second making a deep of over her nose and two little like the impressions of a box comer in her forehead over her brows mr s gaze ran down the line of her bosom again and he wondered at her hands which touched the heavy bread and butter knife as though it were a fine point pen long hands colored like ivory the joint wrinkles into her skin orange on the second finger nails si ther h at a tied our mr he stared at them to himself he commented never did see such finger nails in my life instead of such smoothly rounded nails as displayed the new young lady had nails narrow and sharp pointed the ends like little of stiff white writing paper as she she mr for a second he was too obviously caught staring to be able to drop his eyes she studied him all out with almost as much interest as a policeman gives to a passing car yawned delicately and forgot him though you should penetrate or talk to the daughter of a never shall you feel a more devouring chill than enveloped mr as the new young lady glanced away from him paid her check rose from her table and departed she rounded his table not out of its way would have done but bending from the hi thus was it revealed to mr � he was almost too to put it into words he had noticed that there was something kind of funny in regard to her waist he had had an impression of smooth waist curves and an sweep of back now he saw that it was unheard of not all like lee or ladies in the foi j the girl wasn t wearing en she had passed him he again studied her ba swiftly and no sir no question about it couldn t be denied by any one now that the girl was for charitable though our mr was he had to admit that there was no sign of the ridge and little rounded of respectability and he had a closer view of the texture of her sage crash gown to himself the cloth a dress she s bright red hair she sure is the prize kind good looking but � get a brick my re of he meets a temperament he hated to rule so clever seeming a woman quite out of court but he remembered her glance at him and his soft little heart became very hard how are our steel when mr walked out of mrs s excellent establishment and heavily the quiet street with a cat s meat man along the pavement as loneliness rushed on him and he wondered what in the world he could do he mused i bet that red headed lady would be to know a day of out from his room to do london which declined to be done he went back to the gardens and made friends with a tiger which though it came from an english colony was the thing he had seen for a week it did but it let 