Los Angeles herald., 1908-06-28
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ST 1nspirati
A Story in Five Sections by Five Writers.
SECTION I-BY GRACE WILLIAMSON

Indeed from the sparkle of her hair, the intense
brightness of her eyes, and the glow OF vigor
on her cheeks the young woman in the doorway
might be the ancient goddess unexpectedly ami
mated by electricity
After one startled second of recognition David
shrank into the wadded recess of his chair Sur
prise confused him that for the instant he
felt no pleasure in this abrupt naturalization OF
the aspiration of being near her.
The sound of Kapperbach's cordial voice ad-
dressing him stirred a quick panic of fear. Yet
his manner as he acknowledged his presentation
to Edith Rawston appeared sufficiently self pos
sessed.
In alarm. he heard Mrs. Kapperbach assigning
him to take in Miss Rawston and before he could
formulate method of resistance he found him.
self walking by her side toward the dining room
Yet, after ALL his presence here was no trlck
Rather did 1t not indicate that at last he had raised
himself to her position; that their world recog-
nized intelligence and power akin to wealth.
In seating herself at the table her eyes met his.
She was smiling softly; she had subdued her
inclination to snub the man and would endeavor
to fulfil her promise to Uncle Kapperbach by being
agreeable to this protege whom he wished his
circle to assimilate Therefore she began by allow
ing the smile to- linger until she was certain that
its implication of cognizance of their past rela-
lions mingled with present good will had dis
armed his difidence
"You are more subtle in your arrangements
than formerly, Mr.. Angus"
81 had no idea"
THAT I am not to be approached again by
clever manoevour?"
'T did not know that you were Kapperbach's
niece and that you would be here"
"Then you would rather talk to Miss Calhoun
She is very charming. Don't worry about me-
I'll amuse myself"
He leaned toward her desperately. Since good
luck had opened door of opportunity he would
be fool not to step forward over the threshold
'sMiss Rawston, please don't turn away
An amused smile futtered on her lips. "Then--
you are not-unhappy?
"You are SO kind IL don't understand. 1t
makes me nervous.
Her sudden frown made him regret the awk-
wardness of the remark. He drank the bouilon
In little gulps that hurt his throat.
She surveyed the table, approving the soft radi-
ance of the electric candles, the pleasant bright
ness of crystal and silver and the scattered clusters
of orchids and ferns. Directly from her the
girl in mauve. Miss Rawston was conscious that
he had not yet glanced in her direction So she
had yentured too far with her Irritation last eve
ming in her eagerness for this by far the most
eligible man of her acquaintance His timid ma
ture rendered apprehensive by his recent inheri
lance, had retreated in alright with his insig
niicant person. He must make the next move
In quick resolution Miss Rawston turned to David
with friendliness in her manner; he would serve
the purpose as well as any other man.
'You have not asked me how l recognized you.
That is a very important detail. You must inquire
at once or I will think that you more inter-
ested in bouillon than in me-"
The steady warmth in his gaze as he responded
denied any attraction but Miss Rawston. Il know
your face so we'll that had forgotten that you
knew only my name"
81 saw you once-the day after you wrote to