New-York tribune., 1905-04-02

Moraritys blue eyes opened wide Il believe
she said breathlessy, Il really believe that that
girl with the red hair is 3-23-63!" And the little
blind god nodded complacently, for things were
going we'll
From that night, Miss Moriarity's interest
on the increase. She watched for the five-thirty
call with degree of interest second only to Miss
Elinor PancOast's own; using her opportunities as
"hello girl, she came in time to know almost
much about 3-23-f IS" affairs as did that young
herself She made psychic third on
memorable autOmob bile ride one Saturday afternoon
Miss Moriarity always had wanted to go autOmO-
biing-ths almost good She brought
herself up to fine state of excitement, wondering
if she would his violets at a certain dance
She learned that his name Thorpe, which she
did not consider much of a name for interesting
a parsonage; that he something in the Stock
Exchange, and of course wanted to marry Miss
PancOast who apparently wanted to marry him;
but there evidently some obstacle which was
not made clear in any of the telephone COM
munications then just when her interest and
curiosity fever heat the daily calls suddenly
ceased.
Now, it is probable that Miss Moriarity, who was
no more imaginative than the average person of
her age and SEX soon would have forgotten her dis
appointment in her own affairs, had not Dan Cupid
at this iuncture taken a hand. An important day
in her life approaching, and on the strength
of this Miss Morary had asked to be relieved from
duty one bright Saturday afternoon, that she
might go with Mr.. Brown to inspect that halo
encircled fiat.
Later they walked in the park, forgetting the
frost in the air, when eternal sprngtime dwelt in
their hearts, and turning abruptly into of the
little winding paths that Oblging park COM
missioner had laid out for the deectaiOn of lovers.
they came face to face with another pair. One
feeting, startled glance sufficient to assure Miss
Moriarity that the girl was Miss Pancoast, and the
man certainly not Thorpe.
'She has gone back on him. was her first in
ward comment, and little thrill of disappointment
seized her Faithfulness the first law in Miss
Moriaritv's code Then it occurred to her that
air, and that there faint circles under her
blue eyes.
Perhaps" she speculated, "she didn't want to.
Perhaps" with wisdom gained from much perusal
of "paper-backs" taken from the circulating IL
brary perhaps it's her people who are to blame,
because this has more money and here Mr..
Brown claimed her attention.
Ever see a lord-a real live lord, Kit?" he
demanded Miss Moriarity shook her bright head
Then take look at the chap just passed,
His names Kisterbrook, and he's the real thing
lust imported How do | know, did you say?
WHY, he has dealings with the company, and comes
into the office occasionally. l suppose he is over
here to bag an American heiress. Well, wish him
iov" Miss Moriarity did not reply. Her eyes,
big and round with wonder, were turned in the
direction in which the other pair had disappeared.
A real live lord, Fred had said. So that why
Mr. Thorpe had stopped calling up "3-23-63
every evening; even his square chin and broad
shoulders would hardly count in a race with 4
title
Il think he looks as if he might be rather
nice" she said finally. Nov, Fred we must
hurry, for | promised to be back at the office
at five.
To disinterested observer Lord Kisterbrook did
seem rather nice Miss ElnOr PanCoaSt, surveying