Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-23
Countenlnce.

acquaintance. That is my secret. mine
only, to be treasured till de-
She knows enough. however, to make
feaE the bS way between VS. Helen
now. you will end this conversation that
ought never to have begun. l shall be
leaving Cannes shortly. My father is COM
Ing for me in his yacht. Before l see you
again you will have in your keeping the
happiness. the trust. of one-no, two, of
the kindest, most confiding creatures God
ever made. Never think that it is l who
could try and weaken you at the outset of
such task. If necessary rather let Posey
think that 1 have grown cold to her than
| run the risk of such reawakening of old
feeling as we two have innocently suffered
| from today"
Her voice dropped to a whisper Violet
shadows had formed under her eyes, the
lines around her mouth had deepened pain
fully. But when she looked at him full in
| the eyes, he knew there would be no
| more weakening in his direction. Presently
she arose, and they walked together to
the foot of the hill. where Helen hailed a
passing carriage and asked him to put her
in It, A moment more, and Glynn was
indeed alone.
AS he walked rapidly homeward, he
forced his mind away from the overpower-
ing interest of this last chance interview
| to dwell upon minor things, among which
| he was inclined to classify even the settling
| of the affair with Posey's tormentor, Mrs
Darien. He had, according to his engage
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| an early train the day following their inter-
view in the garden. He had found her in
| the melancholy splendors of saloon bed
room in cheap hotel, with a screen half
encircling an untidy couch, dressing
! table Uttered with strange scents and
unguents, shabby finery hanging upon
books, and a chaise Tongue of rusty plush
| drawn up before writing table containing,
| in addition to it's blotter and inkstand. a
| case of liqueurs and glasses.
Mrs. Darien, for which he yielded her
| credit, made no attempt to apologize for
| her poor surroundings. She received her
visitor with astonishing ease and vivacity:
| talked rapidly and cleverly of contem-
poraneous topics, and when he came, with
| out overmuch delay, to the point of the
business that brought him, treated Mr..
| Glynn in semi-coquettish, rallying spirit
as though he were proposing to her a very
good joke. She closed upon his offer like
| a vice, however, and affixed her name to
| the paper forfeiting the liberal allowance
| he had decided to make her should she be
again heard Of as molesting Miss Winstan-
| ley with an eager, trembling hand. Glynn
had decided, as he walked away from her
| into purer air, that drink or morphia, or
| both, were driving the ex-Lady Clandonald
| to an end at a fearful rate of speed. He
| had paid high for this visit to Nice, but
| 1t counted as nothing provided she left
Mr.. 'Winstanleys little eve lamb in peace,
The two girls met at luncheon at Lady
Campstown's, who had spent the morning
| In letting Posey experiment upon her
| nerves in the Winstanleys automobile.
| Posey felt proud indeed of this success,
when she brought home the dowager (at
| law, thrilled and enchanted, after begin
| ming her expedition with closed eyes and
| a prayer upon her lips. Mr.. Winstanley,
who had long since abandoned himself