Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-16

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- the glare of yellow light of the big room
outside.
Did you wish to see me. Mr.. Grey" said the
The Junior Partner glanced up from the mass of
papers lying his desk. No, Miss Lorelle,' he
said Il wanted Miss Agnew.
I'm afraid she's gone home; it's after six
o'clock"
"Of course, of course, quite forgot" said Grey.
/ wanted her to take letter for me. You are not
StenOgrapher, you!
The girl smiled and shook her head I'm afraid
not. Could | write it in long hand?"
thank you. 1 suppose everyone has gomez
Eyes, everyone" The girl closed the door softly
and returned to her desk.
The Junior Partner signed the first few letters of
the many that lay before him, and then pushed the
remainder petulantly away from him. He turned
slowly about his swivel chair and looked with
unseeing eyes at the walls of the little room. 1t
was an unusually attractive room for an office
Above the walnut wainscoting there hung some fine
old paintings of the founders of the firm and the
rest of the room fairly lived up to the dignity of
the old gentlemen in the very high collars and the
ruled shirt fronts. The dark green curtains, which
drawn, were of heavy brocade, and the deep
leather chairs and sofa of substantial build
and almost luxurious in their comfort. The light
from deep CRATE gowed on andirons and fender
of highly polished BRASS and beyond threw flicker
ing shadows on rug of much softness and great
warmth of color. This freight, and the desk lamp
of lonely shaded globe. made but feeble effort
toward Frightening the dull surroundings.
The Junior Partner swung clear around on his
chair touched electric bell the desk for the
second time that evening, and then, with sudden
dexterty, took his stand in front of the fireplace
Come in, Miss Lorelle!" he called.
The young girl came in and waited in the center
of the standing fairly in the light of the fire.
The Junior Partner glanced at the black dress
closely fitted to the tall 1.-THE figure, at the white
paper cuff pinned on the girls writing arm and at
the lace collar about the full white throat Without
meeting her eyes, he motioned to one of two large
arm chairs that stood on each side OF the hearth
Wont YOU sit DOWN. he said.
The girl inclined her head and moved with
of NIrr,o she
of the chair Then she seemed suddenly to become
conscious of the fact that to sit about fire with
a member of the firm of which she humble
employee entirely new and rather humorous
sensation. She cast one glance of protest at the
Junior Partner, and then, cumsly enough, sat
chair.
The Junior Partner sat far back in the chair
opposite her, crossed his legs and for few moments
gazed rehectivey into the fireplace He was ac-
a very young man, and he approached
situation with a manner which was always lnten-
tiona1ly deliberate and often unconvincng.
Miss Lorelle he said sowl y, Il think had the
pleasure of seeing you the other night in the palace
scene of The Kings Fool Am right"
The girl did not look up, but clasped her hands
fingers tightly together. Yes" she said. L
wondered at the time if you had recognized me-
For few moments the girl CROPPED about for some
thing to say while she and the young
like the play, Mr.. Grey" she asked at last.
Il liked you, said Grey.
Miss Lore1le smiled and glanced at him from the
of her eye. Il don't quite understands
hardly impress one, should think, very much one
way or the other"
mot at all said the Junior Partner. 1T was
because you stood out far from the rest and with
so little opportunity, that liked you. And then
besides you had few lines which thought you read
uncommonly we'll