Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-02-23

JAMIE, waiting just inside the
 N door as Ariel and Eugene en
 tered. gave the visitor a pale \ greeting and a moment later hearing the wheels of the brougham lrunch the gravel of the carriage drive hurried away down the broad hall and disappeared. Ariel dropped her par, asol upon a marble topped table near the door and. removing her gloves drifted into a room at the left, where a grand piano found shelter beneath crimson plush. After a moment of contemplation she pushed back the GOV erlet and, seating herself upon the plush covered piano stool (to ~match), let her fingers run up and down the keyboard once and fall listlessly in her lap as she gazed with deep interest at three life sized colored photographs in carved gilt frames upon the wall she was facing-Judge Pike. Mamie and Mrs. Pike, with her rubies.
 Please don't stop playing, Miss Ia bor," said voice behind her. She had not observed that Eugene had followed her into the room.
 "Very we'll, If you like" she answer ed. looking up to smile absently at him, and she began to play rakish lit tie air which. composed by some rattle brain at cafe table, had lately skip ped out of the Moulin Rouge to disport itself over Paris. She played it slow ly in the minor, with elfsh pathos, while he leaned upon the piano, his eyes fixed upon her fingers, which bore few rings-nohe, he observed with an unreasonable pleasure, upon the third finger of the left hand.
 "It's enc of those simpler Grieg things, isn't itT' he said, signing gen. tly. q care for Grieg."
 Would you mind it's being Chami- nade" she returned, dropping her eyes to cloak the sin.
 "Ah. no: I recognize it now" replied Eugene. He appeals to me even more than Greig."
 At this she glanced quickly up at him, but more quickly down again, and hastened the time emphatically. swing ing the little air into the major
 Do you play The Pilgrims Chor- usT"
 She shook her head.
 "vous name pas Wagner?" inquired Eugene, leaning toward her.
 "Oh, yes." she answered, bending her head far over, so that her face was concealed from him, except the chin, which, he saw with thrill of inex- pllcable emotion. was trembling slight ly. There were some small white fiow- CTS upon her hat, and these shook too.
 When she turned to him he was sur prised to see that she looked astonish- ingly happy, almost as if she had been struggling with joy instead of pain.
 "This chair" she said. sinking into it, makes me feel at home"
 Naturally he could not understand.
 Because" she explained. T once thought I was going to live in 1t. It has been reupholstered, but I should know it if I met it anywhere in the world"
 How very oddv' exclaimed Eugene, staring.
 T settled here in pioneer days" she went on, tapping the arms lightly with her finger tips. Tt was the last dance I went to in Canaan"
 'I fear the town was very provincial at that time." he returned, having con- pletely forgotten the occasion she men, toned. therefore wishing to shift the subject. "I fear you may still find it so. There Is not much here that one Is In sympathy with intellectually-few people really of the world"
 Few people. I suppose you mean" she said softly, with look that went deep into his eyes-"few people who really understand one"
 Eugene had seated himself on the sill of an open window close by. There has been," he answered. with the ghost of sigh. mo one"
 Mamie appeared in the doorway. and Eugene rose swiftly. "I have been trying to persuade Miss Tabor" he ex- plained, with something too much of laughter. ''to play again. You heard that little thing of Cbaminade's"-
 Mamie did not appear to hear him. She entered breathlessly. and there was no color in her cheeks. Ariel" she exclaimed. T don't want you to think I'm a tale bearer | "Oh. my dear~ Ariel said, with a gesture of deprecation. "No." Miss Pike went on. all in one breath. but I am afraid you will think it. because papa knows. and he | wants to see you" What Is 1t that he knowsT-
 That you were walking with Joseph I Louden-' (This was as if she had l said. That you poisoned your moth- err 'I didn't tell him, but when he l saw you with him was troubled snd | asked Eugene what I'd better do. be- rause be always knows what is best.- lMr- Bantry's expression. despite this tribute. was not happy.l And he ad- vised me to tell mamma about it and leave it in her hands. But she always tells papa everything Certainly: thst Is understood said Ariel slowly, turning to smile at Eu- zere- The daughter of the house exhibited | .igns of co1ster1stioa- He wants to 'ee you.- she repeated fslterinsly. Hes in the IIbrsry-