The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1910-01-06
light, by j. b. Lippincott Coz
CHAPTER /.

Across the brilliant parQuette, from
the bishops box, Miss Winstanley
openly beckoned me with her little
white bl~ack-dotted fan. Henrietta
Winstanley is the bishops sister, a
lady more like her own fan than any
thing | can think of at the moment
to compare her with; a small lutter.
ing thing, constantly in motion, Great
ing a pleasant stir wherever she hap
pens to be. smelling deliciously of
orris root or lavender, her black eyes
sparkling like the iridescents on the
fan.
There were beside her in the box
the bishop, Barbara Hemingway, her
brother Dln-the most popular young
rascal in town-Ankony, acting presi-
dent of the Central Savings Company.
and, for the rest, a part of the Forlorn
Hope, as Miss Winstanley calls the
ardent band of Barbara's followers,
whom she has always stoutly declared
Barbara would have none of. | wish
! had been as sure of 1t.
The bishop looked the bishop, or he
would probably have been DR.. Win
ulA Go Il idlHCi udu ptth utiOiO
him, or Winstanley, attorney-at-law,
following the way mis- maternal un-
Giles had taken. or merely Winstanley,
dealer in loans and real estate, as he
once told me his prediction unde.
niably tended. But he looked the
bistop, and his sister, who was much
older than he, vowed that he should
become what nature so evidently in
tended. No one ever understood clear
~ just how she contrived 1t. but that
she had triumphantly arrived with
him none could contradict. Indeed,
whatever Miss Henrietta Winstanley
undertakes she is pretty certain to
accomplish.
She had declared to me often, and
with warmth, that IL she could help
II Ankony should not marry Barbara
Hemingway, as he very evidently pro-
posed to do, If possible. Therefore !
was not surprised at the summons
which beckoned me as her aide-de-
camp, for Ankony had been making
the most unmistakabie love to Bar
bara ever since the curtain had gone
up and that part of the Forlorn Hope
represented in the box had yielded
itself to what was going On over the
footlights.
There's ingratitude for you" whis-
pered she. as ! bent over her.
1T looks more like devotion" I re-
marked dryly.
II launched that man socially. He
had been very nice about my chart
ties, and one must make some return,
you know; besides, he isn't altogether
n bad sort. But he must not think
he can marry Barbara Hemingway"
Does he?"
She made a comprehensive gesture.
you can see for yourself. Such au-
daciousness ! never knew! He seems
to forget the gulf between them"
The gulf of blood. eh?" said |.
Exactly. What is there harder TO
get around? l don't mind a
self-made man-in the third genera
ton; but Ankony is in the first, and
proud of 1t. And he imagines that
because Dan is In his employ he can
force his attention on Barbara when
and as he likes"
Isn't 1t possible that he may not
meet with quite the Encouragement
you think?' | suggested. with a smile
that was mere braggadocio
Nonsense! You don't believe any
such thing as that. DO you suppos
for a minute that Barbara would re-
ceive him-or his impossible slster-in-
law either, for the matter of that
If she didn't feel that she had tor"
She sighed and hurried on: "One has
to do so many awkward and unpleas-
ant things when one is poor, and they
are so poor, Do you know it's a fact
that they have to depend entirely
nowadays on Dams salary? And so.
you see. quite naturally, they must
be decent to MIR Ankony."
How they manage to get on | don't
know" | dissolved gravely.
Miss Winstanley shook her brisk lit
tie head. mo more do |. Dan isn't
economical, you know-how can we
expect Lin to be. with his bringing
up? It's such a pity their father
should have made that last unfor-
tunate investment just before he died.
II must be frightfully hard on them
both: but the brunt of 1t falls on Bar
bara, as is natural. perhaps. You've
noticed. haven't you, that when a
man and woman practice economy to-
gether it's always the who,
somehow. seems to get in the most
..~~sc.~-.~ykg gS~Eac IS As c0n5ld.
crate and careful as he knows how "a
be. but he is so generous. you know"
"pcSnars hs&stt ton generous
She nodded. That's II, precisely
Now. those are his flowers that the