The Irish standard., 1909-09-11

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"Potts," She Said Suddenly, and Then
Stopped.
the wire In soft and caressing tone
that could only be a woman's, and
that for the first time in all her life
she knew what 1t was to be jealous.
The sensation was not an agreeable
one.
The dream-voice was silent as soon
as she opened her eyes. but she had
not been awake long without realiz.
Ing that she wished very much to see
Logotheti at once. and was profoundly
thankful that she had torn UP her let.
ter to Lady Maud. She was not pre-.
pared to admit. even now. that Kon.
atantin was the ideal she should have
chosen for husband and whom she
had been describing from imagination
when she had suddenly stopped writ.
ing. But, on the other hand, the mere
thought that he had perhaps been
amusing himself in the society of an.
other woman all yesterday afternoon
made her so angry that she took
refuge in trying to believe that he had
spoken the truth and that she had
really been mistaken about the voice.
1t was all very we'll to talk about
learning Tartar! How could she be
sure that 1t was not modern Greek, or
Turkish? She could not have known
the difference. Was 1t so very unlikely
that some charming compatriot Of his
should have come from Constantine
pie to spend few weeks in PARISH
She remembered the mysterious house
In the Boulevard Pereire where he
lived, the beautiful upper hall where
the statue of Aphrodite stood, the
doors that would not open like other
doors, the strangely-disturbing en-.
caustic painting of Cleopatra in the
drawing room-many things which she
distrusted.
Besides. supposing that the language
was really Tartar-were there not
Russians who spoke It? She thought
there must be, because she had q
vague idea that all Russians were
more or less Tartars. There was q
proverb about 1t. Moreover, to the
English as we'll as to the French, Rus
SLAMS represent romance and wicked.
ness.
She would not go to the telephone
herself, but she sent q message to Lo-
gotheti, and he came out in the cool
time Of the afternoon. She thought
he had never looked so handsome and
so little exotic since she had known
him.
He was received by Mrs. Rushmore
and Margaret together, and he took
noticeable pains to make himself
agreeable to the mistress Of the house.
At first Margaret was pleased at this;
but when she saw that he was doing
his best to keep Mrs. Rushmore from
leaving the room, as she probably
would have done, Margaret did not
like 1t. She was dying to ask him
questions about his lessons In Tartar.
and especially about his teacher. and
she probably meant to cast her In.
>quiries in such form as would make
1t preferable to examine him alone
rather than before Mrs. Rushmore;
but he talked on and on, only pausing
an instant for the good lady's express
sions of interest or approval.
He was telling her what prime
minister had told an ambassador
about the pope, when Margaret rose
rather abruptly. 0
I'm awfully sorry" she said to Mrs.
Rushmore by way of apology, "but
really must have little air. I've not
been out of the house all day.
Mrs Rushmore understood, and was
| not hurt, though she was sorry not to
hear more. The dear child" should
go out, by all means. Would Mons,
Logotheti stay to dinner? No? She
was sorry. She had forgotten that
she had letter to write in time for
the afternoon post. So she went OF
and left the two together. gt;
Margaret led the way out upon the
lawn. and they sat down on garden
chairs under big elm tree. She said
nothing while she settled herself very
deliberately, avoiding her compare
ions eyes till she was quite ready, and
then she suddenly looked at him with
a sort of blank stare that would
have Disconnected any one less SUI.
perlatively self.possessed than he wasss
1t was most distinctly Nine. de Co.'s
doya. the offended pE,:na donna. that
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