The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-08-21

scrubbing down steps looked after her
sharply, and she wondered if she had
been recognized. She had no intention
of keeping to this street. or even TAX
ing a car and travelling down its broad,
gray and cleaning vista of formal
houses and formal gardens that she
knew and that knew her so well. 1t
was a cross-town car bound for quite
another locality that she climbed
aboard. 1t Vas filled only with me-
chanics and workmen with picks and
shovels.
This was all as she had intended.
very much in the direction of her err
rand and safe. But in Market street
out again in this broad artery of COM
merce where she was in danger of
meeting at any moment people she
knew. She made straight across the
thoroughfare to it's south side, turned
down Eighteenth and in a moment vas
hidden in Mission street.
She went, glancing at windows as
she passed. looking for a place where
she could go TO breakfast. She turned
into the first restaurant that offered,
and after a hasty glance around it to
be sure no one lurked there that might
betray her she subsidized into the clat-
ter with relief. 1t was one more place
to let time pass in, for it would be full
two hours before she could fulfill her
errand. She stayed as long as she
dared. drinking two cups of the hideous
coffee: stayed while many came and
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noticing her.
1t was 10 O'Clock in the morning, three
hours since she had left her house and
a most reasonable time of daylight,
when Flora turned out of the iatness of
south of Market street" and began to
mount a slow-rising hill.
As she neared the hilltop she glanced
at a caro- from her c~hatelaine. consult
ing the address upon it. Then anxiously
she scanned the house-fronts 1t was
not this one, nor this; but the square
white mansion she came to now stood
so far retired at the end of its lawn
that she could not make cut the num-
Der. As she peered a young girl came
down the steps between the dark wings
of the cypress hedge, a slim, fair, even
gated creature dressed for the street
and drawing on her gloves. As she
passed Flora made sure she had seen
her before.
She assembled the steps beneath the
arch of cypress and Immediately found
herself entering an atmosphere quieter
even than thai of the little street be-
low.
This annearance of the Mace began
to bring before Flora the full enormity
and im~pertinence of her errand, but
though her heart beat on her side as
loud as the brass knocker upon the
door. she had no mind for turning
back.
A high. cool, darkly cleaning in
terror, mellow with that precious tint
of time which her own house so lacked,
received her. And here, as well as out
of doors, all the while she sat waiting
she felt that protected peace was still
the deity of the place.
Mrs. Hcrrick came in hatless, a
h~oneysuchle leaf caught in her gray
crown of hair, geraniums in her hand.
Flora had never seen her so informal
and so gay.
Il would have asked you to come
out into the garden, except that it's
so wet and there's no place to sit she
Flora ~apologized. Il knew IL / came
at this hour l should interrupt YOU,
but really. there was no help for IT,"
She glanced down al her satchel. Il
had to go THIS morninr and before I.
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