Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-11-27

many little expenses. She waved hsr
hand expresnvoy toward the breakfaE,
table. with fts many costly ad5uncts.
Cioda1h made q lofty gesture Of denial
and. walking across the room. paused be-
side her bureau.
For a minute there was no sound in the
of one or two small drawers: then Clodagh
turned round again. check book In hei
hand
Now tell me what owe you." she said
"I'n write you q check and post-date It to
July 1. VIII that do? draw my money
then. you know"
Perfectly. But. my dear Clodagh--'
But again Clodagh made q gesture tina,
seemed to relegate the matter to a region
Of obscure, II not of absolutely contemplate
things.
Don't trouble" she said. Money Is
never worth an argument What do
over
During her words her companion had sat
silent-speculative and suspicious To her
worldly mind Ciodagh's grand manner.
Clodagh's extraordinary behavior indi-
Gated but one possibility. She had found
means of augmenting her income.
Any knowledge of the false PRIDE the
empty magnificence that will. METAPHOR
cally speaking. fling it's last coin to a beg
gar. while passing on to perjury. had never
come within her experience. 1t needs the
environments of such places as Orristown to
bring them to maturity. She looked now at
her companion, and her eyes narrowed In a
sudden. triumphant satisfaction. Some
thing that she had anticipated had come to
pass At the imagined discovery she gave
quick laugh.
IF you insist on being so scrupulous-''
Clodagh looked round from the bureau at
which she had seated herself.
How much?" she said. laconically.
Lady Frances pretended to knit her brows.
We'll there was the eight hundred pounds
at Nice. and the forty pounds the night of
your return to town-the night we played
v-,. - vi
She looked very quickly at Clodagh.
But Clodagh gave no sign And the
fifty pounds a fortnight ago. besides the
sixty for Lady Shrawle." she interrupted.
Yes. Oh. yes! Let me see. that
Mine hundred and fifty pounds" Ciodaeh
interjected. IN very quiet voice. and. pick
ing up pen. she wrote out the check, sign
ing 1t with her usual bold signature. A
moment later she rose, blotted 1t, and held
1t out to Lady Frances Hope.
AS the flimsy slip of paper passed from
one to the other the elder woman permitted
a CLEAN of her curiosity to show in her
eyes.
"a thousand thanks she exclaimed.
"And don't think me a wretch II I run
away now that I've got 1t. You know how
fidgety my bay mare is Well, goodbye.
I shall see you at Ranelagh?'
But Clodagh was absently studying her
check book.
Il don't think So" she said. Lord
DeerehurSt onered to, take me down, out
shan't go. II have some business to at
tend to-
Lady Frances laughed. picked up her rid
ing whip which she had laid aside, and.
coming forward, kissed Clodagh.
Then 1 expect 1 shall see you. Deere
hurst Is much more insistent than any
business" Once again her shrewd glance
travelled over Clodagh's face. Goodbye.
In any case. you'll be at the Ords' for bridge
tonight? We can arrange then about 60
ing down to Tuffnell"
Yes" CIodagh returned the pressure OF
her hand. Yes: 1 suppose l shall go to the
Ords' Yes; shall-good-bye."
She walked with her visitor to the door
of the bed room. and stood waiting on the
threshold until the hall door had closed
Then. almost mechanically. she turned
walked back to the table, and with a sharp
nervous movement gathered up the heap o.