The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-08-12

about that place you talked of taking
for the summer" She felt vaguely re-
lieved, though she had a no
actual grounds for anticipating an
awkward question. II came upon
something in the oldest way you can
imagine" Clara pursued her subject.
Had you any idea the Herricks were
in straits?"
1.-THE young Herricks?"
"Oh, no! The old Herricks, the Her
ricks, Mrs. Herrick whom you so much
admire! OF course, one isn't told; but
they must be, to be willing to let the
old place"
Not the a Mateo place." said
Flora, with a stir of interest. She felt
as astonished as if some Confucian ia
matte had set up his joss at auction.
Clara complacently nodded.
Mrs. Herrick spoke to me herself.
They don't want any publicity about it,
but she. had heard that we were look
ing, and she did me the favor"lClara
smiled a little ~dryly-"of telling me
first"
Flora looked reflective. 1--WE never
seen it, but they say it's beautiful"
1T is, in a way Clara gr~udgingly
admitted, but it isn't new; and the
ridiculous part is that she will let it
only on condition that it shall not be
lone over. 1t is in sufficiently good
shape, but 1t stands now just as Colonel
Herrick furnished it forty years ago"
why, I should love that" Flora
frankly confessed. and gave a. wistful
glance at the walls around her.. won
dering how long before the soft, dark
bloom of time, of use and wont, should
descend on their crude faces.
Well" Clara conceded, "at any rate
we know it's genuine, and that's a con-
ISOLATION. The number of limitations
going about, and the way people pick
them up is appalling! While l was
getting that rug for you at Vigo's
yesterday, Ella Butler came in and
bought three imitation Bokharas with
the greatest enthusiasm. She buys
quantities, and she's always taken in.
1t is enough to make n nervous
about the people one sits next to at
dinner there. One can not help sus-
pecting them of being some of Elias
bargains. / wonder, now, where she
picked up that Kerr"
This finale failed to take Flora off
her guard. "At any rate, he Is odd
enough to be genuine" she said with a
CLEAN of malice.
"Oh, no doubt of that" Clara mildly
assented, but genuine what?"
"Why, gentleman at large" said
Flora, and quickly wanted to recall 1t
for Clara's glance seemed to give 1t
double significance. 81 mean." she
added, lust one of those chronic trav-
elers who have nothing else to do, and
whose way must be paved with letters
of introduction''-she ~f1oundered. "Ai
least, that was the idea he a OF
himself"
"At least his manners are ode
enough! There was a minute last night
when he was really quite startling"
Flora felt a small, warm spot OF
color increasing in the middle of eacf
cheek. She drew a long breath, as /
to draw in courage. Then Clara hat
really scent That smooth, blindish lool
of hers, last night, had seen every
thing!
81 am afraid he annoyed you, Flora
The girl looked into the kindly solici
tude of Clara's face with a hard, al
most passionate ~incredultiy. Was tina
really all Clara had supposed?
'sThese Continentals," she went on
now lightly swaying to and fro in he
chair. .'have singular notions of Amer
lean They take us for savages
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