The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1907-08-21
Appearances to
The Contrary.
BY CECILIA A. LolzEAux.
Copyrightel. 1907. BY Il. c. parceIls.
copyrighted, 1907, by L. c. PARCELS.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

town, of dressing for the afternoon.
Susan, who, Notwithstanding the fact
that she had just returned from an art
school and did not deny being artistic,
refused to be called Suzanne, was do
ing something to her face. with the aid
of hand glass and many unbccom-
Ing grimaces.
What are you going to wear this
afternoon?" inquired Mrs. Holton in
an deliberately careless voice.
''Nothing-that is, I'm going to wash
my hair, since there is not place in
this metropolis where can have it
washed for me-
But, Susie, not in the afternoon!
There will surely be callers
Just say I'm not at home and don't
bother said Susan, drawing out her
hairpins and letting her red hair down
over her yellow and brown and tan
kimono
York said her sister sharply. do
try to forget that you have been to art
school and be decent 10 people. Not
at home Won't go here Every one in
this village knows that you are at
home, for YOU couldn't possibly get
away without some one seeing you go,
And, anyway. l asked that MIR. Bates
over to call on YOU"
''Kind OF you What MIR. Batcs:'
asked Susan. dropping her comb and
shopping to pick it up.
Mrs. Barton's nephew. He's from
the-east somewhere. and he has the
incest manners. | thought maybe yo,r
would like to have some one como who
is a little more like the men You are
used to- She added.
81 would said Susan cmphatically.
"And it was nice Of You to think of il.
Perhaps he'll come late in the after
noon and my hair will be all DRY.
I'll hurry" And She ran down the
halt slammed the bathroom door
after her.
There's something familiar about
the name" She said to her face in the
glass while the water was running
'And-and don't particularly want to
see amy more of the Bates clan-hut if
Bessie sho9lld find that ont shed never
let me forget it, SO I'll see ltel. MI
Bates and try to get Interested in this
place.
She played croquet with her little
niece while her hair dried. and The
latter half of the game brought he"
into full view of the street She got
down on her knees and bumped the
gaudy ball With care and precision
against the little post, ana while she
knet Il young man walked up the
straight walk to the front door
And SO it happened that three min
utes later as she entered the sitting
room. with her glowing. wind blown
hair and flushed face. she was just in
time to hear her sisters company
voice say:
Come right out into tl,a sitting
--rvv,sf:serir- Batcs It's SO much cooler
there
She gained the stair closet just in
time and softly pulled the door Shut
after der. And then, safely hidden, she
called herself a goose.
"Why didn't you so back out into the
yard and reach your room by the lad
der? No one but Bessie would live III
house that has no back stairs
She hoped .she caller would not stay
long, but she knew there was no tell
ing what false hopes her sister would
hold out to the young man to keep him
until Susan should appear. She did
not know that Susan was In the closet
and If she had known 1t she would not
have known how to get her out of it.
But if she had one grain of sense.
which unfortunately she has not, or
shed not be trying to make match
for me, she'd know that l, presumably
in the back yard, could not get to my
room in any way save through the
place where they are sitting"
The closet was small, airless, dusty
and full of odds and ends. Susan hard.
~ dared move for fear of knocking
something down.
mot that l care for being discoy-
ered. she reasoned, 'for that would
serve them both right but 1 do not
care to bring Jim's golf sticks or In
dian clubs down on my defenseless
head. I'm not much of a club woman"
She searched cautiously for keyhole
and found none.
"Of course not" she muttered dis
gustedly. II am denied even the small
comfort Of watching the dismay on
Bessie's face as | fail to appear So
| must think upon my sins and be
patient, presume"
She sank back ON her heels and
mopped her hot face with one corner
Of her kimono. II hope it doesn't
fade she thought.
Presently she rested her forehead Oh
her knees and forgot time aud place
and heat aud discomfort. Her
thoughts were busy.
Il suppose lie aud Maude I'orman
are married by this time wish
knew how that happened. He always
said he did not care for her baby kind
Of prettiness. 1t must have been her
talent, No one can deny that she had
the rest of us beaten all hollow.
That little characterless, baby faced