Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-02-15

dress ruStllng past, of her voice in all it's diff
 ferent shades of gavcty or quick emotion.
 'Oh, MT. Kendall D she raid, turning to him
 again after their first greeting-was it the
 magnetism of his gaZe which had recalled
 hers!--'f you only knew what your sister
 has been to me! How much owe to her and
 to youI It was kind of you to come tonight.
 should have been so disappointed if you
 hadntr'
 Then she came closer to him and said archly. almost in his ear:
 Have you forgiven mefn
 'Forgiveu yous For xhatg'
 "For laying hands on Elvira, after all. You must have thought me rash and headstrong person when you heard of it. Oh, worked so hard at her, and all with the dread of you in my mind!"
 This perfect friendly openness, this bright camaraderle of hers, were so hard to meet.
 You have played Elvira," he said, "as l never thought it would be played by any body; and I was blind from first to last l hoped you had forgotten that piece of pedan- try on my part"
 "One does not forget the turning points of ones life," she answered with a sudden gravity.
 Kendall had been keeping an iron grip upon himself during the past hours, but, as she said this, standing close beside him, it seemed to him impossible that his self restraint should hold much longer Those wonderful eyes of hers were full upon him; there was emotion in them-evidently tine Nuneham scene was Ill her mind, as it was in his-and a great frlendliness, even gratitude, seemed to look out through them. But it was as though his doom were written in the very candor and openness of her gaze, and he rushed despe- rately into speech again, hardly knowing what he was saying.
 '1t gives me half pain, half pleasure, that you should speak of it so. I have never ceased to hate myself for that day. But you have travelled far indeed since the White Lady'-l never knew any one to do so much ill so short timel"
 She smlIed-dld her lip quiverf Evidently his praise was very pleasant to her, and there must have been something strange and stirring to her feeling in the intensity and intimacy of his tone Her bright look caught his again, and he believed for one wild moment tfst the eyelids sunk and flut- tered. He lost all consciousness of the crowd; his whole soul seemed concentrated on that one instant. Surely she must feel it, or love is indeed impotent!
 But no-it was all delusionl she moved away from him, and the estranging present rushed sn again between them.
 Ut has been NJ. de Chateauvieux's doing. almost all of it," she said, eagerly, with a a change of voice, land your sisters Will you come and see me some time and talk about some of the Paris people9 Oh, am wanted! But first you must be introduced to Macias. Wasn't he good? It was such an excellent choice of Mir. Wallaces. There he is, and there is his wife, that pretty little dark woman"
 Kendall followed her mechanically, and presently found himself talking nothings to MT. Harting, who, gorgeous in his Spanish dress, was receiving the congratulations which poured ill upon him with a pleasant mixture of good manners and natural ela- tion. little further on he stumbled upon Forbes and the Stuarts Mrs. Stuart was as sparkling and fresh ever, suggestive con- trast ln her American crispness and prettl- ness to the high bred distinction of Mime. de Chateauvieux, who was standing near her.
 Well, my dear fellow" said Forbes, catch ing hold of him, "how is that critical demon of yoursa Is he scotched yeti"
 "He IS almost at his last gasp" said Ken dal. with ghostly smile and a reckless i'm pulse to talk which seemed to him his salva- ton. "He was never as vicious creature as you thought him, and Miss Bretherton has had no difficulty in staying him. But that hall was masterpiece, Forbesl How have youI piCIuTeS got on Wltn all thlST'
 "1 haven't touched brush since came back from Switzerland except to make sketches for this thing Oh, it's been a terri ble busInessl Mr. Worrall's hair has turned gray over the expenses of it. However, she and l would have our way, and it's all right; the play will run for twelve months, if she chooses, easily"
 Near by were the Worralls, looking little sulky, as Kendall fancied, in the midst of this great thrush of the London world, which was sweeping their niece from them into a posi- tion of superiority and independence they were not at all prepared to see her take up. Nothing, indeed, could be prettier than her manner to them whenever she came across them, but it was evident that she was no longer an automaton, to be moved at their Will and pleasure, but woman and an artist, mistress of herself and of her fate. Kendall tell into conversation on the subject with Mrs. Stuart, who was as communicative and as usual, and who chattered away to him till he suddenly saw Miss Bretherton signaling to him with her arm in that of his l sister,
 Do you know, Mir. Kendall" she said as he went up to her, 'you must really take Mime. dc Chateauvieux away out of this noise and crowda It is all very we'll for her to preach to me- Take her to your rooms | and get her some food How wish could | entertain you here, but with this crowd it is impossible"
 '1sabel, my dear Isabel" cried Mme. de l Chateauvieu1. holding her, "can't you slip away too, and leave MT. Wallace to do the | nonors? There will be nothing left of you | tomorrow"
 "Yes, directly. directlyl only I feel as if sleep were thing that did not exist for me. | But you must certainly go Take her, MT. l doesn't she look & wreck3 Twill tell | M. de Chateauvieux and send him after you."
 She took Marie's shawl from Kendal,s arm l and put it tenderly round her; then she | smiled down into her eyes, said a low ssGood | night, best and kindest of friendsl' and the | brother and sister hurried away, Kendall | dropping the hand which had been cordially | stretched out to himself.
 Do you mind, Eustacea" said Mime. de Chateauvieux, as they walked across the stage. II ought to go, and the party ought 70 break up. But it is shame to carry you of from so many friends"
 "Minda Why, have ordered supper for you in my rooms, and it is just midnight. | nope these people will have the sense to go | 'oon. Now, then, for cab.n
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