The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-20
BY JEANETTE COOPER.

comes all ynsought 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
4 chatelaine. If only she had the cour-
age to offer him tip, Nothing would
so completely restore her to the Lady
Evelyn Maud standard. especially if
1t were small tip. She glanced at
HIM. His eyes were literally dancing
with delighted expectancy. Miss Lith-
COWS hand dropped to her side The
very faint pink suffused her face again.
Il am greatly obliged" she repeated
Il can't tell you what pleasure ii
has been" he answered gravely. and she
was half way to the house before il
came to her wrathful consciousness that
every sound from the broad a in can't
to the long in been" had out Eng
lished her own studied pronunciation.
Il know why he does it," said Pa
trice. She halted Kate outside the din
ing room door to finish the tale of Mr.
Adamson's impertinences He is I'M
men are-and- he is. determined that
shall see his contempt for rank She
gave an approving glance atherself in
the hall mirror as Kate dragged her
nearer the door. Her fair hair was done
high and astiny 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 graceful neck. at
q
| ish nobility" she had complained as
| she put ii OH. but one can't sacrifice
| all sense of decency even for a mis-
sion - She held her head little high
er as Kate urged her through the door.
After this" she breathed determined
ly, II shall simply not see him. 1t is
| the only way"
| Half way down the room her gra-
cious blue eyes. resting here and there
upon an acquaintance. fell suddenly up
on dark-haired young man. He was
leaning a little forward to listen to
something his companion was saying
and his eyes. dark. humorous, met Miss
Lithgow's in a direct gaze.
| An instant's hesitation on her part
preceded frigid nod. The humor deep
ened in his eyes; he smiled and bowed
And Patrice. with slightly heightened
color and slightly accelerated step. pro-
ceeded to her own place and sank into
the chair Mr.. French pulled out for
1 her. She bent to Kate as soon as the
conversation about them was sufficient
cover.
He has on a dress coat she OBJ.
served.
Kate nodded and helped herself t.
fish.
"He has never been in the dining
room before when we have"
NO" Kate was trying to catch tn.
walters eyes.
And now he comes in evening
clothes,"
We'll? Some bread. please"-this t,
the waiter
Don't you see? 1t is simply carry
ing out his policy of ridiculing socia
distinctions. ! shall Why yes, Mr.
French. think 1t would be charming
Mr.. French is planning drive I,
Squaw Hill. Kate. Fancy that name
Isn't 1t too delightful? ] shall simpl.
ignore him from this on. Kate. ] am
Almost any day. Mr.. French. Do yo,
see, Kate. he is standing while Mis-
Enderleieh leaves the table Anothe
slap at the forms of society,"
HE does 1t quite naturally"
But the motive IS evident Saturda,
would do admirably Mr.. French. See
Kate. now that Miss Enderleish is gon
he doesn't take the trouble to speak (
any one, else"
HE probably doesn't know anythin
about cross-stitch and pink afghans."
He Oh. one Of those delightfu
buckboards. Mr.. French A motor ca
on mountain roads is so uncertain. ism
it? 1 remember. once in the Highland
-" Patrice had 2 way of Coming t
an abrupt stop which was very success
full in arOusing a look OF eager interes
on the countenances of the Homer:
guests. Now she plunged into a serie
of questions about Squaw Hill. "Ir
very keen about New England" sh
; said. 1.-THE history. you know-Poca
hontas and all that
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