Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-09-04

And I continued. you are happier
when ministering to the comforts OF
others. a frivolous. butterfly existence
would soon weary you past endurance. II
it attracts you even now"
Dolly smiled without looking at me.
1T looks as IL Godmother Foster were
doomed to another disappointment, she
admitted. ''for I believe that you are
right Mrs. Foster is the only one inter-
ested In the matter. you see, and when
she gets to town her clubs and missions
and receptions and whist demand SO much
attention that 1 have only to coax grand
father to write a nice letter to her to the
effect that another years work is really
needed to make my music worth while.
and back comes an answer that AYERS
that by another winter / shall be quite
hopeless as q debutante, but, 1t Is to be
hoped. still presentable; and inasmuch as
Mr.. Foster and she realize again that
start for Egypt Immediately after the
| holidays. 1t is, perhaps. as well, as grand
father suggested. that apply myself to
music for another year.. Then the
shadows that clouoed Dolly's eyes a mo-
ment earlier fed before the contagion of
her ripping laugh.
"There!' cried. II am constrained to
say Didn't tell you so?'
Nevertheless it seemed to me curious
that a girl like Dolly. endowed by nature
with the qualities that make social sue
cess. should find no fascination In the
thought Of a fashionable life, and / ex-
pressed myself to that effect
Dolly. gracefully lolling In the stern OF
the boat, colored wildly and adjusted her
skirts with elaborate care before she an
swered.
We'll. you see. l was not trained to
care. A life in the country with dear old
1v,A 20, ~
Gus. Perhaps / should see things differ
emily IL he had not needed me when l
left school. Then 1 felt q wee bit cheat
ed, I'll admit. Now 1t doesn't seem to
matter must be getting old"
teringly. But the pathos In the girls last
words troubled me. Again her voice was
full Of unshed tears, and her eyes as she
lifted them to gaze across the water TOOK
on an expression OF melancholy that
had noticed in the train. Yes. assuredly.
her young life had seen trouble, and the
wound 1t had made. while hidden from
the world. still stung at times.
las old as Methuselah," ] repeated.
come to earth again! The first time
saw you in Winton / thought that you
might be as much as twelve!
Dimples danced suddenly in Dolly's
cheeks.
reminded me Of my twelve-year- cou-
sin Nan But you're not Nan by mile.
From that hour called you Undine."
"I hope that I have a soul"
mo one would question t-and
heart"
IT don't wear 1t on my sleeve. hope!"
"Sometimes il is there. / think Mr.. NC
C1ure could pluck II on, and I'm certain
Prince Charming can when he comes
Dolly raised her eyes to mine with an
expression of such surprise that Tor an
instant I thought / must have hit
truth unwittingly. Then she laughed In
fectiously.
Have you ever happened to see it,"
.Seyeral. times. but it was clear that 1t
had not presented itself for me. 1t was
out undisguised and fearless the first time
1 saw you-the very first time:
THAT first time! When l distinguished
myself and was christened 'Undine.
suppose?' s ~ov IIove,
to Winton last week.
A puzzled wrinkle drew Doliys straight
when you were on the same train as
II"
eft was my pleasure, mademoiselle,"
answered. in elaborate impers or ~ aae .,
Gaspard, land my sorry rate 10 De seen
and Immediately forgotten
Dear me, What q pity / d1d not
know. Grandpa could have taken you up
in the phaeton when he met me. care
say you had to go up with Hank nut
ton?'
Hank Hutton 1t was"
And Hanks SO afraid or overlook
after dark, tool"
DOUBTLESS he shares the common super
stition concerning the place. 1t doesn
seem possible. however. that such pre-
mysterious notions can last. See how love.
Nv il looks now with the shadows on IT,
I've were well across the bay by TINS
time, and from our point OF view the
neck of land on which Winton lay ap-
reared uninhabited, save by giant trees
and a church spire which were etcned
upon a cloud-fieeced sky; but back on the
bluff rose Overlook. gray and quiet In her
lovely grounds-too beautiful, by far' 10
be shrouded in a veil Of mystery.
Dolly looked as / babe, but reluctantly.
and the expression. which changed her 70
a serious woman. again deepened In her
eyes.
"You know that the villagers call 1t the
place Of Silence'?" she remarked.
aT have heard 1t referred to by tnal
name. Suggestive. is 1t not, but rousn
on the place? The fact that II Is now
occupied may help to dislodge some Oh
the moss of superstition Ito be fancliuD
| that has been fiourishing on 1t; and wnen
the perpetrator of that atrocious crime Is
finally landed it ought to recover us
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