Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-10-02

"She's very much disturbed. It was all
so brutal
1T wasn't my fault" he suggested, twas
it? l came East with the best intentions in
the world of fine feelings, like the fell
low in the book, prepared to kill the monster
and rescue the lady from the rock. Instead
of that l find the lady taking refuge among
her chains and mistaking me for the monster.
It's pretty rough, l can tell you'll"
Mrs. Kempton didn't laugh. 1T would
be funny-if it wasn't SO serious,
60 Not for you,-you re man with way
to make for yourself,-bu it is for her, des-
perately."
Garriott made no comment; but clasped
his hands on his knee, looked down at them
with froWn, and listened
Natalie has been taught every extrava-
gance, like the rest of us. She has no con-
ception of the value of money: Prodlgallty
was in the air she breathed. Whatever his
custom in his business Office, it was old judi
sons pride at home that he denied her moth
ing Some millionares buy worries; Others
books or gems. Oliver Judson spent every
thing on Natalie. She was his hobby. He
worshiped her."
Garriott nodded. II know" he muir
INJURED.
"Oliver Judson dislilsed music, she went
on; "but he got her box at the Metropoll-
tan and even sat through The Ring because
she asked him to. He was deathly afraid OF
horses; but he bought Hilarious for her to
ride Che had six blues and the pair, the
best of their class in one of the best shows
we've had in years. He gave her automo-
biles, pearls, and carte blanche at the most
expensive dressmaker's shop in town. Nata-
lie never asks the price of anything. When
L, ~, cIa and
gets it. Fine bringing up, ism t it, for mani
cure or typewriter girl?" She paused to
watch her effect.
Garriott Strengthened up and searched her
face. "You can't mean that she II be as poor
as that!'
That's precisely what do mean
"Then she got nothing from her fathers
estate?"
"Nothing. There wasn't much of his in
terest left in the firm What there was
didn't last long-ln New York.
Il had no idea," said Garriott slowly,
that things were SO bad as that. I'm sorry.
Do you think she knows what such poverty
means?"
mo, don't think she does, not yet; but
she will, perhaps when it's too late
"You mean-if l shouldnt-if She
shouldn't" he foundered helplessly. Il
don't see what can do, Mrs. Kempton. [
have to remember that you're Natalie judi
sons friend, before you're mine. I'm sorry
for her. I'd like to help her if could. I'm
told that under certain conditions in the will,
if l died within two years, she could prove
her interest in Mr.. Judsons fortune. I'm
sorry it can't be managed but think you IL
agree that I've hardly found anything in
her manner to make me willing to shoot
myself"
II don't think she expects that of you. y
They looked at each other and laughed.
"Oh, it isn't so bad as that" the woman
resumed. "Of course you're not the only
man in the world. There are at least three
who would give everything they possess to
marry her. Winthrop Townsend is the rich
est and most ornamental. She's used to hav-
ing him around, like piece of Sevres or a
Persian hanging. He's blond and makes a
good background. Then of course there is
her little nobleman de Chambord, but he
may take flight now; and | suppose she
might marry Winthrop at last extremity.
Rene De Land, he's dangerous, Indifferent
to all women, and so attractive to all. She
likes him, and doesn't take the trouble to
conceal it. But he's not rich in anything but
looks, and that wouldn't keep them going.
But she isn't in love with him; at least, [