New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-11-13

\. L. p? he muttered as he over in his mind
the list of girls in he knew and shaking his head
doubtfully: Can't be a home girl l should a
least know her by sight l certain l saw
her before-nust be visitor a. L. p. Well Annie
Lee Walters IS about | can get to it, and
know it ism hers.
That reminds me- am booked there for dinner
tonight he suddenly reflected, and by Jove! it's
to be given in honor of her guest, a Miss Porter. |
wonder-could it be she? Well at any rate Annie
Lee will know who she is-I1l ask her about it to-
night.
But l won't wait until tonight find outl"
he exclaimed with sudden resolution springing his
feet, the for which he had been waiting
in sight around the curve in the road Il shall call
her up the phone | get back to town,
and if she cant help out, why shall Just keep this
club a souvenir of a. l. p, the prettiest girl I've
many long day. 4.
Curled costly the sofa in the halt twilight, Annie
Lee Porter lay watching the soft blazing fire and the
dancing shadows the wall, with luxurious sense
of drowsy warmth and comfort. She was thoroughly
enjoying the nap prescribed by Mrs. Walters and
Annie Lee, who had laughngly insisted that 1t
necessary after her morning the golf links that
she might look her freshest and best for the dinner
that evening.
4 want you to take the shine off of every girl
in the room Annie Lee had warned &" If you do,
| shall send you into dinner with the best-looking
man in town and the best catch too, He has no
end of money. If | wasn't already engaged to Jack,
I'd keep him for myself
Who is he" Miss Porter asked with lazy curiosity.
Il am sure | haven't anyone here answering to
that description -
Never mind who he is Annie Lee answered.
nodding nysteriously He is just back from Europe
where he has been knocking around for the last two
or three years, and all the girls in town crazy
about him. "
Spare from the speces!' Miss Porter
INJURED. Give him to some one else beseech you'll!
oh you will thank me before the evening is over,
Annie Lee retOrted. In the meanwhile, do you
told and get all the beauty sleep you can; for
| have made up my mind make this match tonight. "
Annie Porter smiled she lay watching the dancing
shadows and thinking of the testing words of her
vivacious little friend and her wenoWn matchmaking
propensities. OF course this much-lauded stranger
would prove to be intensely conceted sort of
fellow she reflected who would leave the brunt of
the her else bore her during dinner
with highly accounts of his experiences abroad
She had that kind before-the prospect not
exciting
The sudden, sharp ringing of the telephone in the
next room interrupted her cynical reflections. Annie
Lee and her mother downstairs, experimenting
table decorations the all busy, and
as the outer door closed Miss Porter probably
down closer under the light eider-down quilt which
the crisp winter day rendered extremely comfortable
she made to answer 1t.
whats the of bOthering? she murmured
drowsilv The wires have been crossed all day.
Ting-ing-ln-gi' went the bell again with an
Impotence which betokened that some making
determined efforts to be answered.
oh bother that 'phone!' Miss Porter exclaimed
slowly extricating herself from her covering
and walking into the next There! Therel
lust hold on a minute, I'm coming Well, hello
hello Who is that
is that 932?" came mans quick, pleasant voice
he wire