Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1903-12-17
CHAPTER XIV.

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It was Joan Ormsby; there could be-
no doubt Of that He never forgot a
face. and hers HAD been too firmly inn
pressed upon his mind to permit OF
his icing mistaken. Yes! The Queen
OF the Fairies, the Miss Ida Trevelyan,
was jean Ormsby, who had run away
with STUART Villiars, and who, Royce
was convinced, was the heness to the
Arrowhead estates and immense
wealth.
The stage entrance to the Coronet
was In back street at the side of the
building, and Royce, after waiting to
see that no one was observing h M,
made his way thither, and stood in the
shadow near the grlmy little door
Joan had gone straight to her dress
ing-rcom from the stage, ana changed
her costume, and Emily came 10 her
presently in the state of satisfaction
which always belonged to her after the
performance.
Went beautifully tonight. dear;
better than ever, | mink! And not a
seat In the housed"
AS they left the theater one of
those gentlemen" who haunt stage
doors, and endeavor to force them.
selves upon the actresses as they
emerge from the theater, stepped for
ward, and. with an insinuatlng smile,
lifted his hat.
Pale and stern, Joan shrank back,
and the next moment they would have
escaped. but before she could move,
or the gentleman" make any further
effort to detain them, tall figure
stepped out from the shadows, raised
its arm, and the exquisite went spin
n.ng with dull thud against the wall,
down which he slipped as if he had
been thawed icicle, and lay sprawl
ing on the pavement.
Pray don't be alarmed | do hope
he has not frightened you"
ooh. it's you, Mr.. Royce, is it?" said
Emily, with a sharp little laugh; "oh,
no; We are not very much frightened
but we're very much Obliged to you
al the same"
1T was very fortunate that | hap
pened to be passing" said Royce;
"and | can never be to grateful for the
chance that sent me here"
eve We're looking for father" said
Emily. hurrledly. He Is generally
waiting for us; but | suppose the
reads are 50 slippery that he couldn't
get cab"
He hesitated moment. ''You viii
not think am taking advantage Of
the lucky accident which enabled me
to he of some slight service to you Il
l beg you to let me accompany you
Miss Montressor?"
Very well, said Emily, "but cant
think what il Is that has kept father
They were walking on, but Joan
stopped and glanced at the man, whG
had advanced TO sitting position by
this time, and was regarding the group
with tlpsy gravity.
Isis he hurt?' she said, in a low
voice
Royce vent up To the man and
stirred him up with the toe OF his
boot.
Get up and so home, you IDIOT" he
said. Sternly; then he rejoined Joan
and Emily. "Oh. no, he said, II think
the tumble has done him good
wish had hit him little harder"
Have YOU seen the pantomime, M.
Roy said Emily
yes, tonight" he answered. and
was delighted | am afraid to say
how charmed | was with your part,
Miss Montressor. lest you should think
wanted to latter you"
"oh. don't mind! I'm used to III"
said Emily. But my part! What
about Miss Treyelyans?"
fnere Is no occasion to speak of
that. said Royce. quietly and gravely
seeing that all London is talking OF
It, Then he adroitly shifted the
conversation 10 other topics.
Here we are; this IS our street :.
said Emily. presently. You need not
come any further. Mr.. Royce. and We
are awiully obliged 10 you. aren't We
Idas@
Yes" said Joan, quietly.
4 shal scarcely believe you, unless
yoG Wiz permit ne to seq you safely
Nt'h DOORS. sad R05 90. pleasantly.
A ssrvaat opened the door. Il was
roe EAa Old workshop aama. for pros
periiy had come to the Harwoods With
Jeans success.
Emily buFss mgo TIE parlor. The
old maa WAS si1tlag IN an armchair
with his leg stuck 40 on another chair
Father, WHAT IS Ae mafterr'
Nothing very maca. Emily re-.
piled the old maa Eiinkmg At them
through is spectacsas. IT was h,sf
going Tor cab. haa slipped down fh,,
steps. It's so frosty. yoa see. IL, add
ed, arologetcally.
And you've broken jour leg az.
claimed Emily.
mo. no; only sprained Il. ny dear
said the cid man. cheerfuIly. ~Trs
nol--.ng very much. but the doctor saw.
that | must keep quiet. I'm sorry 4
cant raise up. hope youu exeuas
me" and he nodded 10 Royce.
This is Mr.. Royce. father" saia
Emily. He kindIy saw us home"
''Nneh obliged to you. SIR" said the
old man.