Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1906-11-08

lot Of things mother didn't Ike tie
navor or. ana touay
"WhoOpee" yelled Yates from the
dressing room. i've found Warry's
tabIecloth Its a dream"
Warwick sat up and dropped his
cigarette Waltzing dizzly, radiantly,
wickedly out from the dressing room
came Yates, arTayed in the pink silk
kimono There was silence, then Il
long drawn howl Of delight from the
crowd They caught Yates in their
arms. and swept him up on the center
table They handed him a Samoan
fan of dyed plumes and a Mexican
peaked hat. Trainor at the piano
crashed into the San Toy overture.
And suddenly Warwick stood up,
white aud mad, mad clear through
that they should dare even in jest to
touch anything that belonged to the
dear, unknown girl, the brunette with
the gray eyes.
Take that off, he said.
The music stopped short. but not
from his words Every face in the
crowd was turned toward the door Of
the hall and Yates looked helpless and
miserable Warwick turned. too, and
held his breath She stood in the
doorway. one hand lifting aside the
heavy drapery. Behind her was
George. the colored hail 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. | think
she said gently. George tells me
parcel of mine was left here tonight.
| have only moved here today, and
he made mistake / think that
gentleman has on my kimono.'
Wretched, limp and apologetic, Yates
was assisted from the table, and di-
vested of the pink silk gown.
II 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
toms
Marjorie" he gasped Marjorie,
you blessed kid
Silently and discreetIy the crowd
aveTted its 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
brother"
Mother is here. too Marjorie e1-
planned, blushing at the ELUSIVE vel
come accorded her we had the ad-
dress OF these apartments and you
wrote that they were very nice you
know, and that Mr. Warwick lived
here
That's Warwick" interposed stan
ton He's bully fellow"
Warwick bowed Suddenly he felt
great, supreme gladness steal over him.
She had gray eyes Stantou's sister
from Nebraska.
so we came right here from the de
pot and mother wanted to surprise
you by having everything ready, l
bought my kimOno on the way here,
because our trunks haven't come yet,
and the boy made a mistake delivering
II. We have the apartment just across
the hall"
Boys" cried Stanton, come on to
the apartment across the hall and be
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, aud Stanton
knew he was accepted and admitted
forever to the illness OF things"
But Warwick sat In a 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 pink silk klmonO. He
was wondering how she would look In
It,
Sugar" she asked "One or two,
Mr.. Warwick"
Two" said Warwick, with half
suppressed sigh. Say, do you know
Mar-Miss Stanton. I'm awfully glad
you're a brunette, with gray eyes
"Why7' 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 Mr. Yates type, too" laugh
cd Marjorie, but her face was flushed
as she slipped the pink kimono around
her, over her gray travelling suit, and
poured the tea Ia Japanese for the
crowd. and for Warwick