Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-03-10
CHAPTER II.

CHAPTER II.
Miss Carlyle. is it possible! Or do my
eyes deceive me :"
Your glass may" JEANNE answers
meTily, Put it in the other eye and try
again.
The young man She addresses reddcns
slightly, and his gold trimmed eyeglass
falls with little chink against his
watchguard.
oh. there is not any doubt about its
being Miss Carlyle!" he observes. with an
intensified languor in his stylish drawl,
/ No one else would ah- trample on a
fellow like that. But~ah-haye you
given it upY"
My mission? Oh. dear. no! I am here
tonight with fell intent. and this"-she
touches fold OF her shimmcriug silken
gowns mere speculation"
How he asks, staring. and from
. sheer force of habit fumbling to reinstate
his glass. Did you-ah hire it?"
\ peal OF genuine hearty mirth an
swers and disconcerts him; then JEANNE
wipes her eyes and taps his arm with her
fan.
Poor boy. of course not" she saws
leniently. III eXplain-in strict conf
dence, mind! ! broke my rule and came
| tonight, and actually invested in new
gown for the occasion because | expected
to meet several people whom it is my
wish to entrap."
TO help in the summing" inquiries
| her companion.
| She mods, but her eyes are intent on
| the shifting crowd about her.
| Yes, indirectly. and | have done we'll
so far. | have been introduced to the no
I BILE owners of two Of our worst hauuts.
ana surprised them with a few simple but
appalling facts; and | have got room
rent free for my working girls evenings
next winter. and Miss Boscos promise 10
come and recite gratis at our first free
and easy"
BY Joye!' The mere thought of such
successful energy overwhelms the youth,
and he Is unequal to anything bat a
/ mumTed exclamation in which admira
! ton and dread are about equally mingled
/ At this moment Jean catches sight of
two men talking to her hostess. A dark.
| close cropped head is bowed dcferentiallv
! towards Mrs. Stauhope as its owner rap
/ idly scribhles something on his white cuff,
His is 4 Slight but well knit figure, and a
/ plain, clever face, with prominent cheek
! bones. sallow complexion, and slight dark
moustache
| DO you know him." she asks.
WHO? Oh, that's Torrington. of the
VIII o the Wisp,' and better fellow
never breathed! Mrs. Stanhope is rather
gone on actors and managers, YOU know
She has-ah undeyelopcd dramatic tai.
ent of her own"
! But the other MIR Barclay, is it not p
! Yes; they all call him Tommy. though
He made a hit, YOU know, with some ar.
ticles on soldiers gievances-mu have
been in the ranks himself, they saw"
He writes for living, then?''
Eyes, | suppose so. He is on the staff
of the Censor, doing reviews and that sor.
of thing besides scribbling on his own ac
count. TorTington is always chatting him
about some play he knows Barclay is
writing OF going to write 1t is to make
both their fortunes. but Tommy swear.
it is promised to Drury Lane Ugly beg
gar. is he not?'
Very Miss Carlyle agrees readily
On the few occasions when she ana Gerald
Barclay have come into contact she has
wondered privately whether he and the
handsome young Saxon giant whom her
dearest friend married some years ago car
really be own brothers. Il fancied," she
observes idly that his people were some.
thing in the city"
so they are; old Barclay is tea
broker but Tommy fled from tea and
took to literature. Would YOU like tc
speak to him."
As a matter of fact Miss Carlyle has a
message for him, and when Jerry come.
up and greets her she tells him so.
rs it a long one? If so. excuse me
moment and I'll come back" he saws
coolly, and plunges into the crowd again
to accost a huge dowager, whose COR
geously appareled person quite hides him
! from view as he stands before her and
bows low over her fat white hand.
| Il could not see whether it was a beetle
or centipede," he says gravely, when
he at length returns. 1T is neither; it
is little lizard
What 2" she asks, bewildcred. as she
takes his proffered arm.