The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1910-04-23
CHAPTER IV.-Continued.

CHAPTER IV.-continued.
Once within, the air of domestic
peace. the pictures on the walls, a
whip and a felt hat with a blue band,
on the hall table. and book on
chair in the drawing-room. turned
down to mark the absent readers
place. rebuked him for his impudence.
He would take the earliest train for
Ardsley and bury himself there for
the remainder of his days. He had
hardly formed this resolution when
light step sounded in the hall, and
Miss Geraldine Dangerfeld stood at
the threshold His good resolutions
went down like house OF cards.
Miss Dangerfield." he began, Il had
the pleasure of meeting your father in
New Orleans the other day, and as
l was passing through town unexpect-
ediy. thought | should give myself
the pleasure of calling on him. He
said that in case | found him absent
I might call upon you. In fact. he
wrote line on card for me to pre-
sent, but ! stupidly left 1t at my
hotel"
They faced each other in the dim,
cool room for what seemed to him
endless centuries. She was much
younger than he had imagined: but
her eyes were blue. just as he re-
membered them, and her abundant
light hair curled away from her fore
head in pretty waves, and was tied
to-day with large bow of blue rib
bon.
Won't you please sit down. Mr..
Ardmore?"
And when they were seated there
was another pause. during which the
blue eyes continued to take account
of him. and he fingered his tie, feel
ing sure that there was something
wrong with it
IT'S warm. isn't it?"
Il suppose it is, It's a way summer
has. of being mostly warm"
He was quite sure that she was
laughing at him: there was tinge
of irony in the very way in which
she pronounced wa M" lingeringly
as though to prolong her contempt for
his stupidity in not finding anything
better to say.
Il enjoyed meeting your father so
much. Miss Dangerfeld I think we
are always likely to be afraid of great
men. but your father made me feel at
home at once. And he tells such cap
ital stories-lve been laughing over
them ever since left New Orleans"
Il suppose. Mr.. Ardmore. that you
saw papa at the luncheon at the
Pharos club in New Orleans?"
Why, yes. Miss Dangerfield. 1t
was there | met the governor
Are you sure it was there. Mr..
Ardmoree"
why. l think that was the place
I don't know my New Orleans as
should but"
Ardmore was suddenly conscious
that Miss Dangerfield had risen and
that she stood before him, with her
fair face the least bit flushed, her
blue eyes alight with anger, and that
the hands at her sides were clenched
nervously
MY father was not at luncheon at
the Pharos club, Mr.. Ardmore. You
never saw my father in your life.
know why it is you came here, and If
you are not out of that door in one
second l shall call the servants and
have them throw you out"
She ceased abruptly and turned to
look into the hall where steps sounded.
Is that you. jerry"
''Yes, mamma: I'll be up in just a
minute. Please don't wait for me- It's
only the man to see about the plumb
ing
The lady who had appeared for an
instant at the door went on slowly
UP the stairs. and the girl held Ard
more silent with her steady eyes until
the step died away above.
Il know what you want my father
Tor. Mr.. Billings and you are both
pursuing limits infamous, outrage
GUS! And 1t isn't his fault. ! would
have you know that my father is an
honorable mani"
The bayonets were at his breast;
he would ask for mercy.
Miss Dangerfleld. you may call me
anything you please. but am not
quite the scoundrel you think me. It's