Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-10-02

in minute search for thumbmarks There were none.
Northrop schooling his pupil; the note itself
possibly written at the lawyers dictation 1t angered
her that she could discover nothing to criticize.
It was after five o'clock. Natalie had planned to
delay the completion of her lesurely toilet until her
visitor announced; but at quarter past five she
rang for her maid and finished dressing.
ut is adorable" said Leontine, patting at imag-
mary wrinkle under the sleeve of the frock II
should be willing to lose all my relatives if could look
well in mourning Mademoselle.''
Natalie swung round before the cheva glass, her i'm
mediate troubles lost in her delight in the of
Madame Vernets last creation. ut does hang WE'LL
she commented generously. why can't she always do
that?"
glanced at it and tossed it on the table.
"Tel him will be down in moment she said.
But instead of going at once she dismissed her maid,
took up book and began to read She had often done
that when Winthrop Townsend or her little Marquis
called 1t of her theories that girl should
never be prompt when she had engagement with a
The down stairs different from others of
her set, and she had sense of STOPPING unworthy to
where her pride suggested the crelessness of
matter OF fact. Yet how to remain upper
turbed in the face of the destiny that hung round the
personality of this Objectionable young ruan who
polite notes with all the air of to the born?
A quarter of six Miss Judson closed her book inn
patiently and rose. She must have it at once
She found her visitor standing in an embrasure of the
window looking out into the street. his back to the
drawing room doorway, unaware of her entrance Her
face set in grave and naughty lines, and the fact
that he was unconscious of them disconcerted her.
She was also under the necessity of speaking first.
"Mr Garriott."
He turned at once, took step or two forward, and
then paused. Miss hudson is out?" he asked.
Il am Miss Judson."
u-Natalie-Judson!"
She felt the flush at her cheeks and drew herself up
Judson she repeated quietly. The glimpse she had of
his eyes made her think he was laughing
II beg your pardon" he began. O. he paused:
Of course it doesn't matter only your uncle Oliver
OF
Miss Judson smiled frigidly Wont you sit DOWN"
she said Though magnifcenty Indifferent, her eyes
appraised him with glance which neglected nothing
from his light brown hair to the shape of his boots
These she relieved to discover did up at
the In that brief moment she learned that he
broad and strong looking that his clothes like the
clothes of other she knew and that he neither
stout, moist nor at the present moment grny. There
was an upward twist at the corners of his mouth which
threatened at any moment to grow into smile. When
at last he did laugh, the sound she forced to admit
not unpleasant.
"Of course ought to have known he went on "that
Uncle Oliver would create false impression; he always
did. He told me you were-er-small and rather"
Miss Judsons chin if anything, took higher angle
she looked through her visitor and out of the window
Il fail to see she said with icy dstinctness how any
impressions my uncle may have chosen to create
have bearing
CARROTS back stffened for moment; but his eyes
quzzically examined her face though with new inter-
est. I'm sorry he said, Mr.. Northrop put you in
this position. He said Mr.. Judson wanted to see
you and talk the matter over as soon possible There
isn't much to talk I'm only to carry out the
wish of the dead man. hope you won't take it ser-
ousy, that's all.
There's hardly danger of that" she replied coolly
though she realized that this just what she had
been doing. Her gaze again fell before his and
sought the pattern in the Turkish rug. II can't see
she continued in sted tone why Uncle Oliver should
have played such cruel joke, that makes a
laughing stock among my friends and yours
He was conscious of meditation in her Tone THAT
was Uncle Oliver way" he returned 1t was game
he always played, and think we both knew it a
game; but this taking it beyond the grave seems like