Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-09-20

appeared upon her side of the brook she
gazed at him as from great distance.
oh" she called. won't you stand
where you are, please? l want figure in
my sketch She eyed him serenely. ig-
noring the smile that leaped to his eyes.
Il am quite at your service he said.
Patrice took her measurements with
professional air, surveying him as II lie
were an nanimate part of the landscape
She had to narrow her eyes good deal
to keep him from seeing the enjoyment
in them, especially when, holding the
book at arms length, she made several
marks in the air without touching the
page
will it interfere with the pose if /
TALK" inquired the young man.
She erased an imaginary line and tipped
her head back to survey the blank page.
1T might" she said with a little lift of
her lashes not copied from Evelyn Maud
Then. to make up. she looked with cold
impersonality at his feet and drew some
more imaginary lines in Kate's book.
Il wish to tell you where | found your
handkerchief, he said.
The image of Lady Evelyn Maud and
the native curiosity of Patrice Lithgow
had a brief struggle The latter won.
Where did you?' she said.
I'm the pine woods" he answered. Il
was there yesterday and | saw a>girl in
green gown with a green and gold volume
of verses in her hand. | thought she
was a dryad and looked to see tree
trunk open to receive her but she gided
slendarly down the long aisle of the pines
and disappeared. leaving only her hand
kerchief on the brown needles.
'How did you know it was verses" ig
noring the rest Of the speech.
by her face. I could not imagine her
taking novel into the woods to make
third with her and nature
Patrice did a few lines with her head on
side. Then she held the book at
arms length and surveyed the spotless
tl,A, ,v,f,N,
Again Evelyn Maud lost.
Did they teach you at Harvard"
began Patrice
About dryads?" He ended her sem
anything about them until that day
There is some knowledge that comes all
unsought and suddenly, you know.
Patrice dashed in her foreground with
rapid strokes half an inch from the page.
Then she closed the book and rose
Il am greatly obliged" she said with
the cold sweetness that belongs to the
countess Of fiction. Her hand fell to the
tiny gold purse that dangled from
chatelaine If only she had the courage
to offer him a tip, Nothing would SO
completely restore her to the Lady Eve
lyn Maud standard. especially if it were
small tip. She glanced a. him. His eyes
were literally dancing with delighted eX-
pectancy. Miss Lithgow'S hand dropped
TO her side. The very faint pink suffused
her face again. II am greatly obliged"
she repeated
II can't tell YOU what q pleasure it has
been" he answered. gravely, and she was
half way to the house before it came to
her wrathful consciousness that every
sound from the broad in cant" to the
long in been had out-Englished her
own studied pronunciation.
Il know why he does it," said Patrcc.
bo h.lt I[a. Il lin;
door to finish the tale of Mr.. Adamsons
impertinences. He is undoubtedly a So
cialist-so many college men are-and he
is determined that I shall see his con-
tempt for rank She gave an approving
glance at herself in the hall mirror as
Kate dragged her nearer the door. Her
fair hair was done high and a tiny gold
band lay across it with something of
coronet effect. Her blue gown was cut
out enough to show a little of the soft
whiteness of her shoulders and her grace
full neck. 1T isn't what il ought to be
for the British nobility" she had com
planned as she put ii on. ''but one can't
sacrifice all sense of decency even for
mission She held her head a little
higher as Kate urged her through the
door. After this" she breathed deter
1t is the only way"
Half way down the room her gracious
blue eyes. resting here and there upon
acquaintance. fell suddenly upon dark
haired young man. He was leaning lit
tie forward to listen to something his
companion was saying, and his eyes,
dark humorous. met Miss Lithgows in a
direct gaze
An instant's hesitation on her part pre-
coded a frigid nod. The humor deepened
in his eyes: he smiled and bowed. And
Patrice with slightly heightened color
and slightly accelerated step. proceeded
to her own place and sank into the chair
Mr. French pulled out for her. She bent
to Kate as socn as the conversation about
them was sufficient cover.
He has on a dress coat she breathed
Kate nodded and helped herself to fish.
He has never been in the dining room
before when we have"
mo-" Kate was trying TO catch the
walters eyes.
And now he comes in evening clothes.
We'll? Some bread, please"-this to the
waiter
Don't you see? 1t is simply carrying
out his policy of ridiculing social distinc-
tons / shall Why, yes. Mr.. French.
| think il would be charming. Mr.. French
is planning a drive to Squaw Hill, Kate.
Fancy that name. Isn't it too delightful?
7 shall simply ignore him from this on.
Kate, l am Almost any day, Mr..