The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-09-01
g. = The Powers and Maxine .

an she must have gaved up a lot Of
money by this time. i have an idea
that 1v6r would have proposed to her
when she was In London II he'd
thought her success established"
"Nonsense!o Di broke out. her checks
very pink. "As II Ivor were the kind
Of man to think OF such thing!''
"fte isn't very rich, and lie is very
ambitious. 1t would be bad for him
to marry poor girl, or girl who
want well connected socially. He
has to think of such things
I watched the effect of these words.
with my eyes half shut; for Of course
Di has all her mothers money. two
Hundred thousand English pounds; and
through the Mountstuarts and her
aunt who is married to the Foreign
Secretary, she has got to know all the
best people in England. Besides. the
King and Queen have been particularly
nice to her since she was presented.
so she has the run OF their special
set. as we'll as the political and artia-
tic, and odd fashioned exclusive"
once.
self" she said, "and he has plenty Of
good connections of his own. He'll
have a little money, too. some day,
from an aunt or god-mother, l be-
lieve. Anyway, he and Miss de Renzie
had nothing more than II Irritation.
Aunt Lillian told me so. She said
Maxine was rather proud to have Ivor
dangling about, because every one
likes him, and because his travels and
his book were being lot talked about
Just then. Naturally, he admired her,
because she's beautiful, and very
great ac,-ess-
ooh, your Aunt Lillian would make
little OF the affair" I laughed. "she
nirts with him herself"
Why. Lisa. Aunt Lilian's over forty,
and he's twenty nine"
Forty isn't the end OF the world.
for woman nowadays. She's beau
ty and great lady. Ivor always
wants the best OF everything. She
flirts with him. and he with her"
Di laughed too, but only to make
better not make such silly remarks to
Uncle Eric she said. staring at the
pattern of the cornice. Aren't those
funny. gargoyley things Ut there? I
never noticed them before But. oh
about Mr.. Dundas and Maxine de Rem
zie-I don't think, really. that he trou-
bles himself much about her any more,
for the other day IL happened to
ask what she was playing In Paris
now, and he didn't know He said he
hadn't been over to see her act as 1t
was too far away. and he was afraid
when he wasn't too busy. he was too
lazy"
He said SO to you, of course. But
when he spsnds Saturday to Monday
at Folkestonk with the aunt who's go
ing to leave him her money. how easy
to slip over the Channel to the fair
Maxine without any one being tho
wiser"
why shouldn't he slip. or slide. or
steam. or sail In a balloon, If he likes?"
laughed Di. but not happily. You're
looking much better, Lisa. You've
quite n color now. Do you feel strong
enough to go upstairsg
II would rather rest hero for awhile.
since you think Lord Mountstuart is
| sure not to come" said I. These pillows
I are SO comfortable. Then perhaps, by
and by, shall feel able to go back to
| the don. and watch the dancing. I
should like to keep up. II can, for
| know shan't sleep, and the night will
seem so long"
Very WELL" said Di, speaking kind
ly. though I knew she would have
liked to shake me. TN afraid I shall
have to run away now, for my partner
will think me SO rude. What about
support"
ooh, don't want any. And shall
have gone upstairs before that" in
terrupted. Go now. don't need you
any more"
Ring, and send for me IL you feel
badly again."
'Yes-yes."
BY this time she was at the door, and
there she turned with a remorseful
look In her eyes. as II she had been
unkind and was sorry. Even IL you
don't send. shall come back by and
by, when can, to see how you are"
she said. Then she was gone, and
nestled deeper into the sofa cushions,
with the feeling that my head was so
heavy, 1t must weigh down tho pillows
| like a stone.
'she was afraid OF missing Number
IS with Ivor," said to myself. We'll
she's welcome to 1t now. I don't
think she'll enjoy 1t much-or let him.
oh, hope they'll quarrel don't
think I'd mind anything. II only was
sure they'd never be nearer to each
other. wish Di would marry Lord
Robert. Perhaps then Iyor would turn
to me. Oh my God, how hate her
and all beautiful girls. who spoil the
| lives of women like me-"
| A shivering fit shook me from head
to feet, as I guessed that the time must
| be coming for Number IS. They were
! together. perhaps. What II. in spite