Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-03-21

| that he had bought It, fact which
cast the high light OF absurdity on his
unlikely story! 1t was natural enough
that she should have seen it, and
should have known that he was TAX
ing it to Pinney's. and that she should
nave been able to prepare q little
screw of paper with a bit OF glass
inside, to substitute for it. The Inn
probabilities of such an explanation
did not occur To Margaret. who saw
Dnly the glartng fact that the hand
some Tartar girl had accompanied
Logetheti. between London and Paris.
disguished as q man, and had ultt-
msteiy robbed him, as he richly de-
served. She had imposed upon Van
Torp, too. and had probably tried to
sell him the very stone she had stolen
from Logotheti, and the one she had
made him take as a gift was nothing
but bit Of glass. as he said 1t might
be, for all he knew.
She devoured Lady Maud's letter in
q few moments, and then read 1t
twice again, which took so long that
Mrs. Rushmore sent Justine to tell
Potts to ask If Miss Dome did not
mean to go out that morning, though
the weather was so fine.
Great singers generally develop
capacity for flying into RACES, even
II they have not been born with hot
tempers. It is very bad for the voice,
but 1t seems to be a part of the life.
Margaret was very angry, and Potts
became as meek and mild as q little
lamb when she saw the storm signals
In her mistress face. She delivered
her message in a pathetic and op-
pressed tone, like a child reciting the
collect for the day at a Sunday
school.
The prima donna, imposing as a
young lioness, walked slowly back
wards and forwards between her win
dow and the foot of the iron bed
stead. There was an angry light in
her eyes and instead Of flushing. as
her cheeks did for any ordinary At OF
temper, they were as white as wax.
Potts, who was a small woman,
seemed to shrink and become Visibly
smaller as she stood waiting for an
answer. Suddenly the honess stood
still and surveyed the poor little jack
al that served her.
ASK Mrs. Rushmore II she can
wait half an hour" she said. I'm very
angry, Potts, and it's not your fault,
so keep out OF the way"
Nargaret's wrath did not subside
quickly, and as it could not spend
itself on any immediate object, II
made her feel as IL she were in a
raging fever. Her temples throbbed,
her hands trembled and were as hot
as fire, her HIPS were drawn and
parched, and when she caught sight
Of herself in the looking-glass she saw
that she was quite white and that her
eyes were bloodshot-
But she was really a sensible Eng
Iish girl, although she was so very
angry.
This Is ridiculous!" she said aloud.
with emphasis. II won't be so silly"
And she sat down to try and think
quietly.
1t was not so easy. A Tartar girl
indeed! More probably handsome
Greek.
1t was no wonder that they had sue
ceeded in deceiving her for a while.
the two orientals together! They had
actually made Rufus Van Torp be-
lieve their story, which must have
been very different matter from ly
ing to a credulous young woman who
had let herself fall in lovei But for
her friend Lady Maud she would still
be their victim. Her heart went out
to the woman who had saved her
from her fate. and with the thought
came the impulse to send a message
of gratitude; and the first fury of her