The Washington herald., 1909-06-20
WIRELESS MESSAGE THAT SHE WAS AN

bit had been covered up: but when Con-
yers spoke. very harmlessly I thought,
her face was simply transformed. Ike FIRE
playing over all.
1t was just for a second. and when she
spoke her voice was quite soft and indif-
ferent.
4 never sing now except for my
friends" II fiOOred me- She said il as
simple as you'd say Good morning. -
Conyers sat looking at her. stroking his
beard. and he didn't seem surprised.
Then I can never he began. look
ing straight into her eyes, as I could see
over the top of my paper. Jenkins was
tellings his automobile story for the sew
enth time. and the others were trying 10
hurry him Up by applaUding before the
right time.
You are my brothers guest" she in
terTupted, and bending her head slightly
she got up and went across the hail 70
where the others were.
That was my introduction TO the affair.
and there was a sort OF fatality about the
way I kept on getting sequels TO it. It
came about time and again that I'd hear
them say things. and I must say I was
curious. but II there's anything low and
| sneaking I've always thought il was
I eavesdropping! But what in Beelzebuh
are you TO do when you can't help your
self?
The very next day as came down
stairs on my way TO the boys room 10
clean MY gun-they'd told me It was a
disgrace-I heard Greer ask Miss Dean il
she would sing him something. He was
alone. for wonder. ana 1 can't imagine
how he knew she sang. but he asked her.
She hesitated a bit. and ne noticed il and
said quickly; IF you'd rather not
"Oh, l will she said, sroilng. but she
looked as white as a sheet Of paper. ]
went on TO the den and left the door open
i don't call that eavesdropDing-and she
sat down at the plano, and with a short
prelude began 10 sing. I don't remember
what she sang. Good Lord Il was her
voice; the words didn't matter II re-
minded you OF nightingales and velvet
and ali the fine things you'd ever wanted
70 do and be. and how far you'd missed
them, Then I saw Conyers. He came
walking round the house and stopped
right in line with the window and stood
there like a stone image. He knew Il
was Miss Dean singing-he recognized II
all right 1 don't know why. but I be-
gan 10 feel sorry for Conyers.
The next day Agatha played chess with
Greer, It was raining like fury. and we
all sat round and watched Agatha. Greer
didn't look as If he understood his luck.
he seemed to be up against something or
other and thinking hard Miss Dean had
| a headache and didn't come down tc
| luncheon. Well, after luncheon I was sc
beastly bored with the other fellows and
so angry with Agatha about the duel she
kept up with Greer that I went into the
| library and rooted out a book and a com
Portable chair. moved round behind the
curtains in the bay window, and prepared
! TO go TO sleep. AS I said, the curtains
1 screened me from the rest of the room
and I didn't think it necessary-whe
would ?-when I heard the door open tc
sing out. Here am IT, like that taIkative
bird in the boys pocket in the second
reader But before knew it wished ]
/ had. Some one else came in and shut the
( door. and I heard Conyers say: you
needn't get up TO go away, Margaret ]
mean 70 talk TO YOU" Ny mouth fairly
fell open. and Miss Deans voice was sim
ply frozen. You have no right to speak
to me at am" she said. ''Kindly oper
the door" II will mott" Conyers said
furiously.
own I was never more curious and Ut.
! terly dumfounded IN all my short anC
simple years, but I'd nevertheless have
given anything short of my head TO get
out Of the box 1 was in. If they stood
still and merely fired blank cartridges al
each other and didn't prowl- But II
| exciting scenes on the stage actors al
ways prowl-go ranting round al ovel
the place with their hands in the breast.
OF their buttoned UP coats, and make al
sorts Of discoveries. Well, simply has