The Democrat-sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1906-1935, 1909-04-08
and folded her hands.


want to ask you something" She
spoke in low voice but with perfect
composure, though she never lifted her
eyes caught myself wondering
whether she cast them down habitual-
ly so that people might observe the
length Of her black eyelashes.
"Yes?" said, to encourage her.
"Of course, you know Lord Vincent
very well, don't you?" AS she asked
me this direct question she looked me
full in the face. and as my eyes met
hers l mentally thanked her for her
mercy in not often permitting man to
gaze into them.
"xes" I said, recovering myself, 81
know him very we'll"
And he tells you things, doesn't
hep
Most things" 1 replied, wondering
at what she was driving.
Then could you tell me, please, If
If he accepted Miss Agatha--the
one with the hazel eyes that you call
Agatha F'ifth-when she told him she
loved him."
was never more astounded in my
life How did she know that Agatha
Fifth had told Vincent she loved him,
and how did 1t concern her? Perhaps,
however she was acting under Mrs.
to have said so.
That's question OF a very personal
nature" l said. and eyed her search
ingly; but don't think Lord Vincent
would mind, as long as you know so
much about it. If | tell YOU that he
refused the young lady who was indis-
Greet enough to ask him to marry
her"
The secretary gave sudden start,
and then. by what seemed to be con.
siderable effort. regained control of
herself.
He refused her." | continued--for
the girl and her questions and her
genuine feeling interested meal
though she told him she was the real
Honorable Agatha" | was so proud
of Vincent for that that I was glad
to be able to tell someone about it.
"She said that-and he refused her."
repeated the girl in an awed tone.
How could he do 1t. how could he?''
Then it was true? She is really
vhe daughter Of Fletcher Boyd?" I
cried eagerly. AT last | had stumbled
upon the truth. for knew the secrc-
tary was in the secret
But she only smiled at me. You
oh pnnI
man"
The room was growing chilly and
the fire was getting low, and as she
spoke she slipped down from the high
chair and seated herself on little
stool at my feet, stretching out her
slim hands toward the blaze. 81 thank
you" she said simply. and ga2ed into
the fire moment, while | gazed at her
slender young figure. her pink and
white skin. straight, little nose, and
wide, red mouth with it's Du Maurier
chin-and all in a moment | felt my
self pitying the poor little girl. Vim
cent was such an attractive young
scamp. he might be playing fast and
loose with her affections without in
tending 1T or realizing That he was
doing so. Involuntarily | leaned to-
ward her.
My dear young lady" said, and
as | spoke | caught myself thinking
her really good looking. IF she only
did her hair decently," | thought, I'D
call her beauty, | really believe |
should My dear young lady" |
said, tell me in confidence and per-
haps can help you. DO you--er-are
Observation-Disclosures in Lord Will
fred? If, so, allow me, | conjure you, nay,
| beg of you to put all thought of him
out of your head. He doesn't mean it,
hut he is graceless young flirt. He
doesn't mean "A word he says. Let
me warn you--be advised"
/ stopped short. In the midst of
my wellmeant flow Of words | stopped
short, for, could | believe my eyes,
the secretary was laughing at me.
My dear old man" she said-she
lid, actually-''my dear old man, your
warnings are supertluous, for | am a
married woman and, still laughing,
she left the room.