New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-06-09

There was a sudden dead silence.
He repeated the question Then a Ialnt husky
He gave short laugh as ne turned away. So
soul il only for the sake of those pretty feet
The next morning as he sat in he coffee room
waiting for breakfast Julian Gray examined me
faces and general aspect OF his fellow 0reakfasters
duce facts from appearances-tO discover the sUf-
ferer Of the previous night IN one OF lhe SolLlon
Rl9Ss or charming races at OF around the many
There were pretty women and pretty girls. There
was a charming widow with little daughter ot
nine or ten years OF They sat at the table
next his own, and involuntarily he placed them as
owners of the pairs Of boots about which he
had woven a romance Of protection he thousns
and fresh looked all these English faces after four
could not establish the identity OF the No. Occu-
pant the owner OF those boots he had specially
Voted himself 10 the substantiaI delights OF an
EneIisb brsakfast That fnished he sauntered uu
leaving IL for the day Chambermaids were bus
Ting about doors in the long corridor were opening
and shutting-sOme full OF revelations respecting
feminine apparel dress boxes. portmanteaus; others
voluntarily his eye sought No. Al u was ajar.
fLe Secu0apt He bsar1i a voice low r.aintive,
vibrant; a voice that recalled some past and long
surprised face Of the chambermaid recalled him 10
his senses With a muttered apology ne passed on
Yet that action was purely mechanical For
mirror utterly oblivous of purpose or interest u-
conscious even of the fact that he was looking at
other and very different one-the face OF girl.
her dark eyes drowned in tears. her mouth
grleved and quiveTlng entreaty Wet cneeks. Glsor-
dered hair He started' and drew his hand swiftly
What has come over me? What. in heavens
name; should make me- think other
for the street TRat Vigorous brushing OF gar
rnents and hat and hair and general noisy ar.
manly patience with trtdes,
and when he repassed IT the door was closed
Once out IN the streets, amid the noise and trafic
that haunting memory aside. He did not believe IN
lists worEshop Life itself strenuous pJlrposefuI
human life id not ennI0v tricLSery- for re cona-
plicated cOnjurins Its effects the bona hde
product OF special purpose; links in the chain Of
the ordeals that present made Up the circurr-
stance OF his own presence mere They represented
him 70 claim the honors of an equally successful
He found Paternoster Row keenly aware Of hi.
existence and relative value Interested about nut
producer or advertiser when that brilliant pen
should furnish them with materials. Julian Gray
His work had been done abroad and sent home for
puohcatlon- Inc absolute results and the recOSni-
OF novelty He felt entitled to hold his head high
some check u his pocket and a banking account 10
brightness to his somewhat serious face In YOUTH
II had never been youthful. boasting merely OF a
women. and esteemed far above mere handsome
his hours 70 his own pleasure A Ions absence
from theatres sent him Strandwards that night a
on the previous night and again IT was after II
O'Clock before he walking down that same
corridor, and also. found himself looking for thoss
slender, dainty boots. looks for something
grown familiar and friendly by mere force OF
tom. They were there, as on ire previous night
While repeating MS prOSr1 OF armchair and
cigarette and reflection, Julian Gray instinctivsy
kept alert for any sound in adjoining room
That communicating door became a thing OF vital
interest His eyes wandered from the evening
paper In his hand TO the closed and locked portal
behind which lurked mystery OF and a
memory reawakened- Odd that such things should
meet him on the threshold OF this Homecoming
Still more odd #
His heart gave sudden quick throb. Then his
lips framed a cOntemptuous 'Impossibier' Fancy
played on the strings OF Memory and the laws OF
Chance took up their say IN the matter and argued
Tor. while common sense pleaded against
How long the trial went urimportant for
sleep seemed Tar removed from those wide dream
ful eyes that searched the map OF sDeculat tons
Again. as on the previous night he heard a faint
low sob. IL was stihed by valiant effort and FOR
a time all was silent. He, his side. kept very
still also. Presently he heard the sound OF tearlnR
papers. a monotonOus. irritating sound He lit 4
fresh cigarette and pursued other fancies into
realms Of iruproba oility.
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