The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1905-01-14

/ hlr Autnuuy fEeWctil hou uVo'
the president Of the academyf'
Eyes. am asked to big reception
there tomorrow night, nut doubt II
no, am not much In the society line
Now | have told you all WIN you moi
In return give me some knowledge OF
yourselff' he begged, The girl hesl
tated.
IL am very unlmportant person
| am sort OF companion--yes. com
panion-to an elderly gentleman, and
and do not know when | shall be
married." glancing at the ring ut Is
because the gentleman Is dining out
that | am free tonight SO do let Us
enjoy IT, All, here comes our dinner
You will have soupg
The long English twilight was still
lingering when the two issued from
the restaurant The artist, at her re-
quest for hansom. drew his breath
sharply.
And am really never to see you
again2" he demanded, The girl lifted
uncertain eyes.
lis II not best?" she asked. And aft
or moment he answered TO their mute
appeal.
"you are right. II Is best" he said
steadily. The girls face cleared,
"And-and you will 80 on and work
make yourself famous she insisted
ATTEND Sir Anthony Frewells recep
tIon tomorrow night"
"lf you wish Il. And now goodby
Give the man your own address. will
not listen. And II ever do accom-
plish anything remember that II Is
first OF all due to you, Goodby"
As Doninthorne next evening entered
Sir Anthony Frewell's house the blaze
Of lights and sounds Of music fairly
dazzled him. AT the announcement Of
his name the "R. A." shook him warm
ly by the hand.
II am glad to meet you" exclaimed
the great man cordially, Your work
shows remarkable promise, and | think
1t likely-yes, very likely-that yours
may be the prize design In our competl
, tlon. My little daughter tells me that
she has already met you," he contin'
ued. "She Is not out yet, but begged
so hard TO be allowed down tonight
| that l finally consented. You know,
| these motherless girls usually have
their own way" with smile,
But the artist hardly heard He was
watching a girl. the back OF whose
head looked oddly familiar. AZ II con
sclous of his gaze. she turned, then
came slowly forward, Sir Anthony
patted her hand
This is my madcap, and she does
not deserve TO be here after the
naughty way In which she ran of from
poor Miss Finch yesterday"
The girl, her mouth curling mIschiey.
ously, glanced up at the artist.
Il certainly played trnant," she al.
mitted Come Mr.. Doninthorne, can
/ not present you TO some OF these
pretty girlst'
Doninthorne. doggedly persistent,
drew her into the conservatory.
why why did you do ity' he de
manded. Miss Frewell laughed.
Because | pleased and BECAUSE
knew you all the time and-and want
ed to see II would like you"
"And you decided'-coming danger
ously close The girls breath quick
ened.
IL haven't decided yet" she re.
sponded lamely. DonInthorne. touch
Ing the now ringless hand only half
concealed by Its lace mitt, gazed In
quIrlngly.
And this?"
She had the grace to flush.
THAT was my chaperon. II Is an en-
gagement ring, my mothers, which |
always wear. though not always on
that hand"
Doninthorne's clasp frightened.
"Ah, and when you have decided
about me, when the success that seems
about to be achieved shall have def
nitely crowned my work, may |, dare /.
hope that you will wear another ring
miner" lie was holding both hands
now unrebuked and bent lower to catch
her answer. MAY I put one on the
proper finger, dcarY" The girl, her
Iashes AutterIng, dropped her head.
perhaps some day" she whispered.
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