New-York tribune., 1910-11-27


=, Are you going to town in the morning.:
Yes. he muttered. % 1 We stayed TOO long as
it is. My holiday is over.
"Oh. very we'll She tossed her head indifferenty
DO YOU need me here?" 1t q stupid question
and merited no other answer than 1t received
oh. no, not at all. I'm never lonely except IN
She stroled into the drawing room, and he followed
vaguely conscious that for the first time that day con
versari0n lanc1ished. Doubt abroad again She
went TO the piano and her fingers idly the keys;
but when he asked her to sing she promptly refused hI
got up, and sank a couch. The big drawing room
seemed suddenly very empty and cheerIess and ne sat
siv in Renaissance chair opposite and tried to make
small talk The effort was so forced that she couIdn
help laughing But there malice IL her hu1nor;
SO he found himself smiling in return
you're so dreadfuly forrnalI she SAID.
Il always feel 50 in this room.
Its big for two. she admitted i never SIT
Then this is where I belong!' he said gloonay.
"There's your study-you can always go there, she
banTered
Unless you're polite enough to ask me too.
"Wiu YOU Gomez" he said, Frightening. L was
afraid to ask YOU
"Why3 TveaIready visited you without being asked ~
TOGETHER they walked up the stairs. NataIie's
door was at the top Of the landing. For the first
time IN his recollection It stood aar, and he stopped IN
voluntarily, catching a glimpse OF pink drapery and
lace He had always had wish to know what her
were like and as she had noted the direction OF
Haven YOU seen it, She hesitated I'm afraid
its frigltul disorder Go TO your study, and Il ion
you presently. And in moment he heard the bolt Of
the door moved and she stood clrting in the opening
Enter. EuIcan she cried.
He turned his face crimson. It had slipped his mem
orv that she knew what Abby called him. 1t seemed
that she ready yet let him forget. Or did she
thus establish her security by keeping her husband
the defensive?
We'll" she laughed, "aren't you cOrning2"
But he did move, and only rlurrnured. That was
unkind. Haven't hunbled myself enough?'
NO not yet. Not so much as l.
You have confessed only half have told YOU all,
he insisted
She made no reply and turning abruptly, went back
toward her rooms; but she smiled him over her
shoulder, and he followed.
GarrOtt didn't know a great deal about feminine
apartments He couldn't remember ever having been
girls in his life; therefore he was hardly pre-
pared for the dainty elegance of Natae's bOudoir.
When he went IN the door it seemed though fresh
Killarney blossom had been brushed across his eyes.
The Qraper1eS OF crisp loosely hanging stuff
French design Of which the predoninating note
old rose. FImy lace curtains peeped between The
furniture ivory color IN the lines OF the last French
Empire. But there English Colonial chairs too. of
the kind made for comfort well as grace. 4 couch
with pillows in all the variants of the color scheme from
violet pale pink drawn alongside the table over
which OTInOlu lamp with q magenta shade shed a
warm glow. In one corner was dressing table GOV
cred with gold toilet articles OF uniform design silver
some bOO&sheVts with q few well chosen volumes.
There a subtle odor OF lavender which seemed as
though might be caused by the blending Of the colors
The whole room harnOnIZeI perfectly with Natalie
herself that II seemed part OF her.
His wife sat the couch and moti0ned him to a chair
near her. Do YOU like my taste; she asked. The
furniture all made to my order The pastel over
the manteI was done by Frenchmln Do YOU think
like me-"
She directed his gaze; but it did not follow hers TO the
pastel. On the mante shelf below the portrait in a
silver frame a photograph OF Rene De Land and
Whlie she watched him. wondering what he going