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interfere with almost everybody.
''Oh, that is your impression, is it?'
said Stornmouth. "Wcll, you are not
complimentary.
81 did not intend TO pay you comph-
ments" said Priscilla. II abhor COM
plimcnts. / merely stated It truth. For
n man who is tolcrably successful and
who has q number of friends-you have
told me that you were blessed in friends,
have you not?-it seems to me that you
take more time and experience greater
delight in interfering with other peo-
ple's business than any well bred per-
son ] over knew. "
Priscilla was laboring under the i'm
preston that shc was very neatly hit
ting Stornmouth over Constance Brilla S
shoulders and that in so doing sho was
successfully concealing her own chagrin
at Stornmouth's disapproval Of the
course she wished to pursue. She had
rcckoncd without her host. Stornmouth
read men with an intuition which was
proverhial. He understood most women
with keen sympathy. He had the man
Illness to acknowledge in the present in
stance that his discretion had deserted
! him.
If have presumed for one instant,
Miss Dclno, he began i'll dry tone of
voice Priscilla had never before heard
from him, 81 beg your pardon You are
too pretty to 80 on the stage-that is
all; too pretty and too sweet. Oh, for
give mo"-Priscilla had drawn up her
slight figure Il little and had begun to
answer him am speaking to you ex.
actly as your own brother would speak
if he know what know and understood
tho continent as do will retire from
my position of mentor We will be com
rades. | will suggest nothing. will
only look on. "
Not even that" said Priscilla in "a
high, strained voice.
Stormuouth started and glanced side
ways at her. She was very pale, and
she had gripped Mary hand fast. "Not
even that, if you please, Mr.. Storm
mouth. | suppose you think | am very
foolish | know | am Il great deal
younger than You arc, " this with lit
tie wicked CLEAN of her eyes, which
suddenly reused Stornmouth to the con-
seriousness that she was made Of fire ard
flame, rs we'll as of unusually desirable
beauty and sweetness, but even so
dislike being patronlzed. You have pat
ronlzed me ever since met you. don t
care an iota what you know of the con.
tinent. 1t seems to me your contact
with it has made you very -remarka-
BILE 1t may be clever to be cynical but
to a girl like me it is vastly unpleasant
| think therefore that the less we see of
ono another the better -"
las you like, returned Stornmouth
shortly
Priscilla could not believe the evil
dencc of her cars
Constance 3rilla lived ON the fifth
floor Of a pension in the Rue Lincoln.
Priscilla. Stornmouth and Mary walked
the remaining few blocks III frigid 81
lence.
Come, said Stornmouth-he was
holding out his hand; they had reached
the doorway which led into the court
come Miss Priscilla, am going back
to America in few days. We may
never see one another again. We must
not part like this. must WEI"
YES, said Priscilla. She was feebly
striving to remember where she had read
that the reason women never accomplish
ANYTHING is Oh account Of the male sex:
.hgt thcv ALWAYS sand in the wav Of
achievement. lust out of the possibility
rf their superior strength. if not desira.
bilitv. She weakly felt rs though she
were putting big rrop away from her.
but she had concluded to Give for her
art like Michael Angelo and Raphacl.
This was a hard tug, to he sure, but
>tornmouth might as we'll recognize
tosrity of her high minded intention.