Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1910-12-06

covered in the acti This was her
daily maneuver. Tonight she clasped
the chain around her waist beneath
her petticoats.
She was ready early, in the hope
that Harry might come, as he had
been wont to do, a little before the
appointed hour But he turned up
without moment to spare. Clara was
downstairs in her cloak when he ap-
peared. There was no chance for a
word at dinner. But if she could not
manage it later in the wider field of
the reception, why. then she deserved
to fail IN everything.
But she found, upon their arrival,
that even this was going to be hard
to bring about. For she was imme-
diately bounced upon-flrst, by Ella
Butler.
why, Flora" at the top Of her
voice, where have you been all these
days?" Then in a hot whisper: did
you speak to her? 1t hasn't done one
bit of good"
Il think you are mistaken" Flora
murmured. But be careful, and let
me know" She had only time for
that broken sentence before she was
surrounded; and other voices took up
the chorus.
She realized with some alarm that
though she had forgotten her public,
it had kept its eye on her. She an.
swered, laughing, that she was keep
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be drifted about through the crowd
by more or less entertaining people,
now and then getting glimpses of Har-
ry, tracking him by his FURNISHED
brown head, waiting her opportunity
to get him cornered. At last she saw
him making for the smoking-room. Con-
Meeting this with the drawing-room
where she stood was a small red
lounging-room, walls, floor and furni-
ture all covered with crimson velvet
1t had a third door which communi-
Gated indirectly with the reception
rooms, by means of a little hall. She
was near that hall, and it would be
the work Of moment to slip by way
of it into the red room and stop Harry
on his way through. She had not
played at such a game since, as
child, she had jumped out on people
from dark closets, and Harry was as
much astonished as she could remem-
Der they had been.
What in the world are you doing
here alone?" He spoke peevishly. Il
don't see how a crowd of men can
leave such bundle of fascination at
Target"
She made him a low courtesy and
said she was preventing him from do
ing so.
Its very good of you, and you are
very pretty, Flora" he admitted with
a grudging smile, "but I've got to see
a man in here" His eyes went to the
door of the smoking-room whence
was audible a discussion of voices,
and among them Judge Buffers basso.
She was between Harry and the door.
Laughingly, he made as if to put her
aside, when the door through which
she had entered opened again sharp
ly; and Kerr came in.
Forgive me. l followed you," he
began. Then he saw Harry. "I-ha-
ha-Tve been hunting for you, Cres-
sy, all the evening""
Harry accepted the statement with
a cynical smile. 1t was too evidently
not for him Kerr had zen hunting,
and after the first stammer of embar-
rassment, the Englishman made no at.
tempt to conceal his real intentions.
His words merely served him as an
excuse not to retreat.
'This is coed place to SIT" he
said, pushing forward chair for
Flora She sank into it, wondering
weakly what daring or what danger
had brought him into house where
he was not known, to seek her. He
sat down in the compartment Of a
double settee near her. Harry still
stood with a dubious smile on his
face. The look the two men exchanged
appeared to her a prolongment OF
their earnest interroe 4tion in the pic
ture gallery; but this time 1t struck
her that both carried it off less well.
Harry, especially, bore it badly.
did you say you were looking for
me?" he remarked. We'll, Buffers
been looking for you. He wants to
know about some Englishman that
they're trying to put up at the club"
"Hows that? oh, yes! 1 remem-
ber." Kerr shrugged. Never heard
of him at home, and can't vouch for
every fellow who comes along just
because he is English"
Quite SOL" said Harry, with
straight look at Kerr that made Flora
uncomfortable.