Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1905-01-10

bly, distressed. The girl looked up at
her with calm, smiling eyes.
"Oh, I'm doing very well, madame!''
yes, she hasn't cut me once" said
| Wilson. Il do not believe you could
have done it better yourself"
| He had swung around TO face
Nine. Laugeret, and, behind his back,
the girl raised her finger to her Lip in
a gesture of silence.
Very vel" said madame in a voice
which was not entirely steady. "as
you please" Then she entered the cur
tanned aleove. murmuring to herself,
But If any one should come in just
now-la, la--what scandal it would
ber'
| But no one did come in, and the girl
worked on while the man told her of
his struggles to hold property which
threatened not to pan out, of the hours
of encouragement. relieved only by the
companionship of books, and of the
final success and of his modest hopes
for the future You know do not care
for whole heap of money" he said.
I'D like to travel bit in Europe, to
always have the books l wanted to
read, the pictures | like best about me
and enough money TO keep the one wo-
man in the world eumfy and happy"
Have you found the right woman
yet?'
NO" Then he looked thoughtfully
at her bowed head, crowned with soft
brown hair Il have never felt | had
the right to look for her until now.
was never very strong on the love in
the cottage idea"
DO you think you will find her here
at Newport?'
Maybe. But
Then he pulled himself up with
shake and hurled questions VI her.
Where would the Van Twillers proba-
bly, take him that day? What must he
wear at the casino? When did folks
at Newport have time to sleep? And
she told him everything, from the style
of canvas shoes he had to buy at once
to the number of courses and the wines
he would have at the Lanson dinner,
where he would probably go with the
Van Twillers that night. But at last
his hands were finished. Even the
charmed Wilson could not claim that
the girl was rapid worker.
The girl handed his money to ma
dame. and, taking up her parasol said
in low voice: Il think my hands will
have to go this morning. We are hay-
ing some people to breakfast"
She walked back TO the little table,
carrying her parasol behind her in one
hand. Wilson was looking curiously
at his highly polished nails. He had
never visited manicuring shop be-
fore. AS she stopped beside him he
plunged his hand in his pocket and
drew out the emblem of western pros
perity-a silver dollar This is for
yourself he said as he laid 1t on the
table. But | can't repay you for all
the good advice you gave me. iii like
to come back again If get stuck he
said, his eyes twinkling.
Il am afraid you would not find me-"
she said. Il don't work here every
day" They were moving toward the
door now
Are you going back to Mr.. Twill
ler's now:''
He nodded his head
We'll, so am |, and If you like I'll
give you lift"
Give me lift?' echoed Wilson.
Eyes, in my dogcart | am Ida Van
Twiller."
Gerard Wilson sat down very sud
denly, and his hand struck the coin
He started back as if stung.
Miss Van Twiller bent over and
picked up the money
II want to keep this. 1t is the first
money have ever earned. You see,
madame is the best in her line, and
whenever my maid becomes careless
with my hands / come to her--early In
the morning. Come, we will be late
for breakfast"
She keeps it on her dressing table
now, silver dollar, highly polished,
with his initials on one side and hers
on the other, and, though she once de-
clared that Ida Van Twiller was not
for sale. her husband declares he won
her with that dollar