The Montgomery tribune., 1909-10-22
CHAPTER VI.-Continued.

Then I don't see anything for 1t
but for you to leave things as they
are" l admitted
He was not satisfied, however, to do
that, on his own judgment.
'If ! could only be sure she isn't
playing a part" he mused.
Then you're not sure?"
"One minute / think / am and the
next I think I'm not. If there wasn't
so much at stake, I'd risk my own
opinion more readily. AS 1t is, I'm
afraid to do it," He looked at me
with a sudden wistfulness. "Twining,
do you--you do care little for her,
don't you?" he asked frankly.
mot little," said l grimly.
Then will you help me to make
sure?"
"How?"
go to her and find out"
took turn or two up and down
the room.
'Ill co." / said.
Maybe you'll be able to make her
out better than 1. / don't deny II
seems to me she loves him. But pin
her down. Don't let her wriggle away
whatever you do. You know she'll
try to. And see here, Twining, / don't
want her to know that you know
about-about the money. She thinks
nobody knows but Ankony, and it'd
kill her to find out that he'd told it
even to you-or rather, to you of ali
others. Remember you must keep that
from her If you can"
Trust me- said, as took up my
hat.
"Oh, you're not going now, are youi
I've just come from her, you know
and she'll be suspicious. Why moi
give her time to forget little? II
isn't easy to wait, but I believe It's
better. Mrs. Ankony gives her dinner
tonight. You'd have chance to tall
with her there. wouldn't you?"
You're right" / said; "I'll wait"
Mrs. Ankony was in high and be
coming feather that evening. She
managed to veil her complacency un
til it missed being Objectionable. This
however, was one of the few occas
ions which had come her way upor
which she could distinctly congratu
late herself: dinner In compliment
to my dear Barbara" perfectly ap
pointed dinner, too. and one thinl
most of her guests enjoyed. For my
self, thought it would never end.
Most of Barbara's friends wer,
there, and but few of Ankony's. TIL,
Forlorn Hope was there to a man
seeking to present an unbattere,
front. l had kindred feeling fo
them. Dan was not there. He simpl,
would not go. Bishop Winstanley sa
on the left Of the hostess, beside Mis-
Streeter. He was delightfully."- fluent
and she sympathetically attendant
The soft light Of the candles fell o.
her hair on her pure contour, on he
ivory skin and her pale shimmerin
gown. She ate, as the rest of u.s. bu
to me it was exactly as II Correggi
or Botticelli had leaned from he
frame to nibble sweet wafer or trifl
with salad. Occasionally she spoke
but did not hear what she said.
seem never, somehow, to hear he
say anything, but when one looks a
she does what one says is immateria
Barbara was scintillant, with a.
her old charm illuminated, as 1t wer,
by something new and vivifying with
in. watched her with sinkin
heart; surely she cared for Ankony @
she could not look like this. l tol
myself so half hundred time
through dinner, and after, finding he
with only three men dancing after
dance upon her, ! promptly put thel
! all to rout that l might carry her o
and have It over.
Come out and see the roses,'
said.
"Mr. Ankony showed me them b.
fore dinner. They are beautiful"
But he didn't show you the moon