New-York tribune., 1911-01-15
The Hero
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which way TO turn with any certainty for
Others and even for oneself.
"No" he answered stolidly.
"You speak she said impatlently, with
the exasperating impassiveneSs OF Fate-if
Fate might be supposed TO have voice. You
don't say anything TO help me.
"How can /, when | don't know in what
way you want help"
dHow can tell YOU" she flashed back at
him, "when don't know myself
He slightly raised his eyebrows in a sort
of quizzical mockery OF her vchemence, but
said nothing
"How can | have any patience with you
when YOU simply jeer at me,'
81 don't" he began earnestly and an
xiously.
"Anyhow, you are as provokingly non
committal as an oracle, and-and about as
dull"
DOTH were so intently absorbed that
- neither heard a slight tapping noise and
the soft dragging Of draperes over the ter
race surface. A high, shrill voice brought
them to instant attention. ..
"Why are you gIarng at each other
broke in the sharp, domineerng tone. w haI
kind of new game is this you are playing!
at is not a game, Grandmama, Sald
Evelne, swiftly turning, "and yet She
added as she moved away, Il am not sure
that it is not, either
She walked rapidly off, and at once en-
tered the house through one Of the open low
windows. The person she addressed watched
her departure, then glanced at Scaton With
significant smile. She was rather a remark
able apparition.-a wonderful old lady as
She stood in the brilliant outdoors, the
whole artifciaity Of her attire and makeup
rendered more pronounced and incongruouS
and even CHASTITY by the strong sunshine.
Her laces, as relatively precious as her Jewels,
anDcared irreconcilably against the strong
bright sky, and the powder on her iace, IN
the uncompromisng light, gave her almost
the grotesque whitcncss OF a POhchlheHe' II
the fairy godmothcr who was not invited 70
the christening had finally arrived IN gown
bv Callot. her appearance must probably
have been much the same. In her hand She
carried a black, gold headed stick on which
the disrcspectful suggested her ndng TO
some modish Waldsburgnacht. Indeed,
many who had felt her power wished that
the methods Of an earlier time IN dealing
with witches still existed, and that she might
have fallen under condemnation. lhey
failed, however, to consider that, II there was
anv burning or more modern form OF tortur-
ing taking place, the object Of their Ill wishes
would asSuredly not have been the. victim
but would have been among the Judges, or
else have occupied a desirable front tauteuh
for the performance. .,, -,
"Hoity toity!" she began. swell, well.
Girls will be girls!
She grinned with cheerful expansion on
Seaton, who fancicd that he detected mani
fest maiciousncSS in her manner. Tie re-
membered well her constant frownlng dlSap-
proval Of his presence near Eveline, and IN
her iocularity he found further reason to
forecast his defeat.
"Not that Of course there is not very
good reason for her being upset just at pres
cnt." she went on. An involuntary blink IN
the morning glare had much the effect OF a
knowing wink. "A girl who has Just gone
through anything so romantic as having her
life saved BY a man who is courtlng her IS
naturally a little exalted. 1t haStenS all so
much, and some girls don't like to be hurried
in these matters. Not that all has not been
practically settled between her and Gerald
Esgrove for a good while.
"Ah!" murmured Seaton duly.
"Yes," continued the speaker cordially.
81 think that should tell you, though Eve