The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-10-11
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MIS- Atherley gave him a pleasant
greeting, but turned TO her daughter.
why didn't you tell me of any dis
pute when you returned home? You
know how nervous I am when you arr
out at night"
The girl laughed merrily.
You have answered your own ques-
ton. carissima. That is precisely why
1 did not tel you"
Miss Atherley was good enough to
permit me to meet you here after the
concert" put in Philip, 80 that I
might add my assurances 10 her own
that the affair was of no consequence.
1t is early yet. Will you come with me
for some supper, n thus give me a
chance OF telling you how much 1 en-
Joyed your daughters singing?"
Wise Philip. TO a court TO her
mother.
Mrs. Atherley, in no way deceived.
yet gratiied by the Difference shown to
her. gave the girl a questioning glance.
"Oh. do let us go. mammal! I am
famished, I candidly admit it. Mr..
Arson. I have subsisted since lunch
con without a morseI."
we will be delighted@" began the
older lady. but her attention was at
tracted by the footman holding open
the loo of the carriage.
rs that carriage yours?" she said to
Philip.
Yes"
Where do We supp"
AT the Savoy"
She flushed slightly.
Not the Savoy" she faltered.
Why not. mother cried the girl,
spiritedly. Mr.. Arson, my mother
does not carr to meet associates of
of other days. 1 tell her she thinks far
too much of these considerations. Why
ShOnl6 she fnar fn fora fhauo o{Do.1,,
because we are poor?"
L think. Mrs. Atherley," he said,
quietly. that you are very rich. far
richer than many a mere de famille we
shall meet at the restaurant"
This neat compliment turned the
scale of the mothers hesitation. In
deed she might well be proud of her
beautiful daughter.
The two ladies seated themselves In
the luxurious landau with an ease that
showed familiarity, but Mrs. Atherley,
being a woman could not help being
troubled in the matter OF dress.
THE Savoyi" she murmured, as the
rubber-tired vehicle glided away noise
lessly. II have not been there for
years. And people at supper are al
ways attired so ~fashionably. Could we
not
The girl put her arm around her
waist.
Just for once. mamma you shall
not care a little bit, and none may be
the wiser. Here is Mr.. Anson-quite an
elegant himself-he would never guess
that our gowns were homemade"
The women, dear n They will
know"
"Oh. you deceiver, You said my tot
let was perfect, and 1 am quite sure
yours is"
The logic was inc~ontrovertible. Mrs.
Atherley sighed, and asked what TOOK
place the previous night.
Philip imagined nat the girl hung
back. so he boldly undertook an ex-
~plaration. By describing the cabman
as apparently intoxicated, and GER
tainly impudent, he covered a good deal
of ground. and the rest was easy.
When they reached the Savoy, the
anxious mother had relegated the incl
dent TO the limbo of unimportant
things. Only one other matter trOu-
bled ner-the somewhat
tional origin of her daughters ac-
Quaintance with This pleasant-man-
nered gentleman.
She vas far too tactful to hint 1t
such a point just then. It should be
reserved for home discussion.
Meanwhile. they were early arrivals.
The head waiter marshaled them to a
window table. Mrs. Atherley smiled;
she knew her London.
You were sure we would accompany
you?" she cried.
Not at all sure; only hopeful" said
Philip.
All. well. II is good occasionally TO
revisit the old scenes. No, Elf, I will
sit here; 1 will not be en- face to that
row of tables. Half a dozen people
would certainly recognize me, and I
do not wish IT."
Elf, The name drove Philips
thoughts backward with a bound-back
TO a torrential night in a London
square. and the tearing open of a car
rage door in time TO save a sweet lit
tie girl all robed in white who, bu for
him, would nave fallen with an over
turned vehicle.
Elf 1t was an unusual pet name.
The child of ten years ago would be
abou the age of the lively and spirit
uelle girl by his side. The child had
faced her enraged uncle on that MEM
orable night. the woman had refused
to leave him when she thought dan
ger threatened in the park.
Gould it be possible! He was startled,
bewildered. utterly dumfounded by
even the remote possibility that an
other figure from the past should come
before him in such wise.
Mr.. Arson! What have you found
i'm the menu to perplex you so terribly?
Does danger Turk in the agneau du
printemps? Is there a secret horror in
the salmi?"
Evelyn's raillery restored his scat
tered wits.
MAY 1 say something %personal?" he
inquired.
About the lamb?"
About you? Mrs. Atheriey called
you Elf Just now"
Yes. L regret that 7 earned the title
in ages past. The habits have ceased,
but the name remains"
Il once met a little girl named Elf.
It was ten years ago on q March even
ing. in a West End square There had
been a carriage accident. A pair of
horses were frightened by a terrific
thunderstorm. The girl was accom-
panied by a somewhat selfish gentle
man. He jumped out and left her to
her own devices; indeed. slammed the
door In her face. A ragged boy"
"A boy with newspapers boy who
spoke quite n~icely-saved her by run
ming into the ROAD The carriage over