The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1910-06-09

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without the least idea that she was
rearing a valuable lyric nightingale
that would not long be content to trill
and quaver unheard.
Immense and deserved success had
half reconciled the old lady to what
had happened, and after all Margaret
had not married an italian tenor, a
Russian prince, or a Partisan COM
poser. the three shapes OF man which
seemed the most dreadfully immoral
TO Mrs. Rushmore. She would find II
easier to put up with Logotheu than
with one of those. though II was bad
enough to think of her old friends
daughter marrying a Greek instead OF
a nice, clean Angle Saxon, like the
| learned Mr.. Dome. the girls father.
or the good Mr.. Rushmore. her la
mented husband, who had been an up
right pillar OF the church In New
York, and the president OF a trust
company that could be trusted.
After all. though she thought all
Greeks must be what she called de
signing" the name OF Konstantin Lo-
gotheu was associated with every.
thing that was most honorable In the
financial world. and this impressed
Mrs. Rushmore very much.
Logotheti was undoubtedly consid.
cred honest, and Mrs. Rushmore made
/ quite sure OF Il, as we'll as of the fact
that he had an immense fortune
At Versailles. with It's memories OF
her earlier youth. the prima donna
wished to be Margaret Donne again.
and to forget for the time that She
was the Cordova. whose name was al.
ways first on the opera posters In New
York. London and Vienna.
She travelled incognito. That In TO
say. she had sent her FIRST maid and
theatrical dresser Alphonsine TO see
her relations in Nancy for a month.
and only brought the other with her.
she had. moreover, caused the state
room on the channel boat to be taken
in the name Of Miss Donne. and shs
brought no more luggage 10 Versailles
than could be piled on an ordinary
cart. whereas when she had last come
from New York her servants hac
seen 81 pieces put on board the steam
err and a hat.box had been missin1
after all
Mrs. Rushmore came out to meet
her on the steps In the hot sunshine.
portly and kind as ever and she ap
piled an embrace which was affection
ate, yet imposing.
my dearest childl" she cried. =
was sure / had not quite lost you
yeti"
Il hope you will never think you
have" Margaret answered. almos,
quite in her girllsh voice OF old.
She was very glad to come back As
soon as they were alone in the cool
drawing room. Mrs. Rushmore asked
her about her engagement in a tone OF
profound concern. as though II were
grave bodily ailment which might
turn out to be fatal.
Don't take It so seriously" Marga,
ret answered with a little laugh: I'm
not married yeti"
The elderly face frightened.
DO YOU mean 10 say that-that
there Is any hopper" she asked eagerly.
Margaret laughed now. but in a gen.
tie and affectionate sort OF way.
Perhaps, just little! But don't
ask me. please. I've come home TO
forget everything for few weeks"
Thank heaven!" calculated Mrs.
Rushmore In n tone OF deep relief.
Then if-if he should call this after.
noon, or ever to-morrow--may l tell
them to say that you are out7'
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ret laughed again. though she put her
head little on one side with an ex
preston OF doubt.
Il can't refuse to see him." she said.
though really | would much rather
be alone with you for day or two"
MY darling child" cried Mrs. Rush.
more. applying another embrace. you
shalt Leave II to mel"
Mrs. Rushmore's delight was touch,
ing, for she could almost feel that
Margaret had come TO see her quite
for her own sake, whereas she had
pictured the Child" as she still called
I the great artist, spending most OF her
time In carrying on inaudible CONVEX.
sations with Logotheti under the trees
In the lawn, or in the most remote
corners of the drawing room; for that
had been the accepted method OF
courtship in Mrs. Rushmore's young
days. and she was quite ignorant of
the changes that had taken place since
then.
Half an hour later, Margaret was
In her old room upstairs writing a let.
ter, and Mrs. Rushmore had given
strict orders that until further notice
Miss Dome was mot at home" for
any one at all, no matter who might
call.
When the letter already covered ten
pages, Margaret laid down her pen
and without the least pause or hesita.
ton tore the sheets to tiny bita. ink.
ing her fingers in the process because
the last one was not yet dry.
What wicked woman 1 ami" shs
exclaimed aloud, to the very great
surprise OF Potts, her English maid,
who was still unpacklng In the next
room, the door being open.
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