The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-08-10

Go and find out for yourself" she said. T have talked 10 you long enough"
 "A good surgeon uses q sharp knife," She said as he left her. and l think I have won."
 In the meantime Radnor had Joined a laughing group at the other end of the room.
 Here comes Mir. Radnor," cried pretty fair-haired girl in blue. Come and have your hand read; we all want to know your future"
 Many thanks" said Radnor, laugh ingly; 'I shall be very glad to ac- commodate you If Miss Compton Is not too tired"
 As he spoke his eyes met those of the palmist for an instant--his grave and determined: hers sparkling and defiant.
 What a childish looking little thing she was! Radnor seeing her now in her short gyrey dress, her heavy oraids of dark hair hanging over her shoul- ders, could have easily imagined that the seven years since their last meet ing had been swept away, So little changed was she.
 "I am not tired" she said quietly though the pale face and deep purple shadows under her eyes belied ner words, She took his hands in her cold. slender ones and the onlookcrs drew closer about them.
 You have a long life good health. no nerves to speak of, rather cold; yet you win, people easily Mathematical, logical, argumenta tive. q free-thinker in religious matters. every ambitious, proud and self-wiled. fond of luxury and not afraid to work for it. Your success in life is assured" And his mariaga." cry half q | dozen voices; has he ever been in | love? Is he ever going to be mar l ried?"
 And Adele went on, but a little more slowly this time.
 You have been in love twice. once | in your early youth; the trace is all most faded out. The second time when 30 or 31; the line is cut and | barred; some ohstacle--T (she is breathing quickly) I do not see any | more"
 She drops the hands and is turning | away with a half-rcpressed gesture of | relief. but the listeners are clamoring | for the end. Adele shakes her head smiling. That is the end: reme mher the powers of palmistry are limited. '" | And the crowd moves away, laughing, | protesting, leaving Radnor and the l cheiromant together. For a moment he is silent In the great hall the band is playing a wild fantatic Hungarian dance. In the l drawing room he can hear the murmur of fifty voices. among them Mrs. Me- | Cormick's. silvery, a little too incisive, but highbred wthal. Then he moves | O11 INl there is word of tenderness in his voice. but the girl does not move. Adele, shall tell the end that palm istry does not reveal? The story of lonely man into whose life young | girl came, of the brief dream of hap piness. of the pride that sent him away, of the seven long years of fruit | less search. of waiting and hoping for l the word that never came. and t.en- shall tell the end. Adele, or will you
 She cannot speak, but the dark eyes are sowy raised to his and then droon lower than ever.
 In the shadow of the palms Radnor | lays one large brown hand over the two little trembling ones and says softly, My little girl, my darling"
 Twenty minutes later Mrs. McCor- mick is holding out a gracious hand l to Radnor. who is among the last to ! go.
 Well, did you find out 9" she says and just then the little cheiromaut, a water proof over her bright dress. the hood covering the heavy hair. comes down the stairs.
 Radnor looks from one woman to the other, and then one of his rare brilliant smiles softens the gravity of hiS face. "Yes. I found out" He hes itates an instant and then says: "I think l must congratulate you. Mrs. Mccormick, on the most successful af- | fair of the season." And a s she murmurs her thanks he and Adele go out together leaving her ] standing in the doorway. NCLN hu XriIin m rlonI-