The Glenwood post., 1910-03-19
point Of view. and she was obliged to
reply. to say something in response.

point Of view, and she was obliged to
reply. to say something in response.
Il don't know Lady Ormond."
Nevertheless. you think all this
Answer me, please"
Then yes," she said rather de-
family, since you read another wom-
ans character for me and analyze for
me my uniformed thoughts"
Tempest smiled bitterly and un-
fastened the velvet at the pictures
back and took the pasteboard out.
Since you feel SO about her, isn't
it unfair to keep her in evidencs?"
He leaned over and laid the photo
graph on the fire. The flames grew
somber under it and then glowed
through 1t, the edges blackened and
curled
Tempest's action, unreserved as 1t
was in the presence of a stranger.
did not cause Miss Carew embarrass-
ment. She was conscious of being
too utterly ignored her. She rep
resented, so she believed, nothing per-
sonal, more unremarked than the OBJ
jects of the room, which were, no
doubt, directly connected with their
chooser. When the picture had al
tered to mass of blackened tissue
film Tempest attentively came back
to the picture that was as yet unde-
stroyed-Miss Carew in the empire
chair, her dark head against the yell
low brocade, the freight on her
cheek and on her hands holding the
manuscript. He held out his hand
authoritatively.
"Now-the manuscript"
She was about to give it to him
when she caught herself.
ITO do what WITH"
ITO destroy"
Miss Carew held it tightly. A slight
red flushed her cheek and anger
stirred in her against the burned god
dess. Was she such fetch that this
sacrifice must follow?
With tenacious jealousy she clung
to the paper she held.
you can't mean to burn this?"
"Yes-lay it on the flames, please"
NO. she said quietly and as de-
terminedly.
why not?"
Because it is too beautiful. 1 have
read it badly, but it is too beautiful
to destroy"
Grave and charming, she leaned
forward in her empire chair. He
seemed amused-or, more correctly,
delighted. Her brows unknit, though
he still held his hand out.
Come, give it to me-"
She smiled and shook her head.
Tempest leaned forward. II shall
have to take it by force"
She paled a little as he put his
hands over hers that held the manu-
script; with force gentle as it was
strong he took both her hands for a
moment, lifted them to him, half way
to his lips, then let them fall and said
petulantly:
why didn't you say you liked it.
then, before? You are my public, my
audience, and you read without com
ment.' She did not answer T will
spare you needless words of praise"
he smiled, but you have pleaded for
twill you sponsor it?"
She had risen, and as If to put the
manuscript out of harms way laid it
on the mantel where were her gloves
and the roses together You have
not answered me. Will you sponsor
this new novel?"
81 think l don't understand you"
Tempest threw his head back; un-
der his mustache she thought he bit
his lip. He made a slight gesture of
his hand as II he threw away some
thing he held.
NO." he said, "of course you do
not"
The Napoleonic lamp, three straight
bronze candlesticks under the vivid
green shade. had been lighted, and
the light fell on the girls hands as
she drew on her gloves Tempest
started with sudden eagerness as If
to speak. Indeed, she waited in =
state close to agitation Then he
caught himself up as a man who
turns of sudden in roadway with
er he has been walking at a good
swing. Tempest mentally turned on
his heel.
CTO BE CONTINUED