The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-07-10
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clear through that they should dare even Tn Jest to touch anything that be- ionsed to the dear. unknown girl. the brunette with the gray eyes. Take that off." he said 1 The music stopped short, but not from his words. Every face in the crowd turned toward the door of the
 hall and Yates looked helpless and miserable. Warwisk turned, too. and held his breath. She stood in the | doorway. one hand lifting aside the heavy drapery. Behind her was George.
 the colored hall boy. Her face looked startled, and yet there Was amusement, too. in the wide gray eyes, as they glanced from face to face, and finally
 rested on Yates.
 There is some mistake, I think" she said. gently. George tells me oar eel of mine was left here to-nlg<. I have only moved here to-day, and he made a mistake. I think that gentle
 man has on my kimona.' Wretched, limp and apologetic, Yates was assisted from the table, and di- vested of the pink silk gown. T am sorry to spoil your amuse- ment-- she stopped, and turned her head toward Warwick as the host, when all at once her eyes met Stan tons.
 "Mariorier' he gasped. Marjorie. ycu blessed kid!.
 Silently and discreatly the crowd averted it's composite face while Stan- ton kissed Marjorie ecstatically. War | wick looked unhappy. Boys" cried Stanton, this IS my sister, all the way from Nebraska to
 Manhattan to take care of her little brotherl
 "Mothe. is here, too" Marjorie ex-
 claimed. blushing at the effusive well NNf. Nn1~ n@ Ia2 | l.
 dress of these apartments, and you
 wrote that they were very nice. you
 know, and that Mir Warwick lived | here---"
 That's Warwick" interposed Stan ton. He's a bully fellow" | Warwick bowed. Suddenly he felt
 great. supreme gladness steal over
 him. She had gray eyes, Stanton's sis
 ter from Nebraska.
 80 we came right here from the de-
 pot, and mother wanted to surprise you | by having everything ready. I bought my kimona on the way here, because
 my trunks haven't come yet, and the | hoy made mistake delivering It. We | have the apartment just across the l hall
 Boys" cried stanton. Come on to
 the apartment across the hall and be l introduced. You've got to make us | welcome. because we've come to stay" Decorously and quietly the crowd | crossed to the apartment next door. With dignity and beautiful grace they
 were introduced to Stanton's mother and to Stanton.s home, and Stanton | knew he was accepted and admitted forever to the fitness of things" But Warwick sat in corner, watch ing Marjorie make tea, tea from his | teapot. which the Jap servant had
 brought over, and over the back of
 her chair hung the silk pink kimona. He was wondering how she would look in it.
 Sugar." she asked. One or two. MT. Warwick?"
 Two" said Warwick, with half suppressed sigh. Say. do you know, Mar-Miss stanton. I'm awfu1ly glad you're a brunette. with gray eyes"
 .'Why?" Marjorie's head bent lower
 over the teapot. Tea making does re-
 quire so much careful attention.
 Because" said Warwick, Pink is so
 becoming to that type"
 And to Mir. Yates. type, too," laugh
 ed Marjorie. but her face was flushed
 as she slipped the pink kimona around
 her. over her gray travelling suit, and
 poured the tea la Japanese for the
 crowd, and for Warwick.