New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-10-16

their ages, and vet to ADDy NaJaiIe seemed VI
the stress of passion have become child agar Her
poise gone, and through the thin she wore
for others Abby the grain of unseasOned wood 1t
dsayed her too when she thought how much OF part
she had had in the making OF the match and get year
two of self control not high price pay for all
that Brooke Garriott had brought her.
Well suppose you think m responsible
''Oh, no, Dear. | needn't have married him It's not
your fault I'm sorry bother YOU MY regret IS that
I'm still conscious OF ideals
Renee?
She wouldn't reply.
Why didn't you marry Rene. them
Still no reply
And you and Rene are going to hold post
tenn the remains of your dead romance. Very
pretty also dangerous, and little dshOnorabe Does
Brooke know
Natalie sat bolt upright now among her cushions,
frowning with growing resentment at her pretty tor
mentor, who had risen and standing the cheval
glass taking the pins out OF her hat. can Abby
dear" she said. acdly sweet how it possibly
make any difference to you. In fact, should have
thought you would be pleased 70 know that my @ter
tons were otherwise engaged"
Mrs Kempton wheeled quickly Nataliel How
could you?" The sparks were flying between them
1T doesn't possible that you can be Brooke
CARROTS friend-and mine too. Natal werJ on
Fortunately. I'm not jealous, not of him. and 1t uck
lack isn't. But don't see that my relarons WIN
Rene need weigh heavily Your conscience. Kene
and are old friends. and at least we undersnc eaeh
other
Abby who had been listening ct,riotlsly. rugged
her shoulders You deluded child As please In
other words. am de trOp. | accept the hint. wont
bother you again. But don't want TO be rlISunder-
stood am Brooke CARROTS friend in spite o irving
to be yours. | thought YOU We're wiser. hope you
won't regret Your point OF view When chance throws
of his type in way. don't know what TO do
with them They CRATE on pretty aectatIonS SOUND
shallow preensiOnS. spoil finest effects which
men like Rene live TO create You think what YOU
like of me- Natalie dear: but when your husband IS at
loss for advice III offer it- he asks me.
"Of course. Abby darling. BY all means begin oy
asking him to come home. With Tommy Mccall and
Nina. Rene and Winthrop and Aida the Marquis and
Lydia, we all seem to be paired but you You Ike HIM
to be here, wouldn't vou?'
'Of That leaves only Jack and Dudley De
Witt Jack would think losing my senses II
showed a preference for him. And Dudey-you
But Natalie refused to smile I'm sorry. she said.
write him
A BBi shrugged and turned away 70 the window
where Natalie presently discovered her shaking III
silent merriment ut something outside station
wagon was approaching the house. rIckety station
wagon from the village drawn by ororn looking horse
which logged IN protesting dignity the terrace steps
The man inside paid the driver, got down, and SUITCASE
in hand made briSklv for the doorway.
Il fancy there'H DC need to write, SAID MIS-.
kempton cheerfully- You must have told HIM wdS
coming: for here he is. Her hostess had rushed 20
the window IN time 10 get glimpse of her huSbanu
coat tails he disappeared in the shadow of the por
What is it, Natalie dear9 You look though you hau
a ghost
Mrs Garrott sank 10 the window seat, while MIS-
kempton moved toward the door.
IA reroU, Dear I've kept you too long We !"