The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-09-08

Copyright 1908. by Benz. B. Hampton.
to resume the pose Throughout the sitting the
half-hours were divided. Promptly at one-thirty
Penoyer laid aside his palette
regret What d'you think of it,"
Smiling difidently. Eleanor rose and Joined him
before the canvas She stood silent. rapt in sheer
marvellous The canvas the gamut of
shades of brown. from the palest golden brown OF
Wonderfully woven hair Between these there e was
the brown of the furnished cloth-o'gold tapestry,
which formed the background; the creamy brown
Of her srt-waist, the deeper side of her skirt the
ivory Of her cheeks and temples relieved by rich
scarlet of her lips and the velvety. glowing seal
THE Brown Study" said Penoyer, at her
shoulder; well call it that for pretty average
ton with a chuckle
"of course, you know" said Miss Rowan seri-
incredible that you should do anything so quickly!
Why looked at it during the last rest and it was
Penoyer's eyes shifted from the canvas to her
own; he grinned quizzically Il pulled it together
in hurry" he admitted, because wasn't sure of
just mere superficial smartness. It needs-de-
morrow"
burned beneath his regard. Dared she carry on the
deception? And risk of discovery? .'I'I come
yes, surely" she stammered and was appalled, by
"Good enough. Nine o'clock sharp. then"
Penoyer thrust hand into pocket and produced
three silver half-dolars. Better settle up every
day." he suggested amiably. "Then always
Dsmayed, Eleanor hung In irresolution for an
instant and in final desperation accepted her wage
help her with her coat, aware her one imperative
need-to get away In a furry she adjusted her
her experience; dropped her veil between her
traitorous face and keen-eyed world; and-some-
how; in rushLaed down the stairs to the street.
Ing her surmse that the conductors carelessness
had conspired with her own absence of thought to
set her feet in street block removed from that
which she had sought In the next street to the
south she found building in whose entry-way she
was, this time, at pains to pause long enough to
search out upon the list of tenants the title and
estate Of Gerald Donovan, Artist"
Here as in the first instance, she found two long
flights of stairs with the deep corridor at the top
upon which four doors stood ajar, the fifth and
last being shut. But here If she required further
reinsurance, she found it in the circumstances of
her trunk, at rest before the closed door; and,
super-imposed upon It, his back to the rear window
the figure of one whom she hastily assumed to be
the expressman patiently awaiting his receipt.
So. As she hurried toward him the man arose.
you've kept me waiting the deuce of a while,
Nelly" he complained. by way of greeting: most
all of an hour
The girl stopped short with brief exclamation
OF displeasure: George Inglis"
That person shaped his thin lips into depre-
catory smile. His pale eyes remained mirthless.
tested.
n, You had no 5,ght asserted Eleanor shortly
II had to see you, Nelly explained Inglis in
an injured tone. "Got your letter last night
came to town this morning found your house
closed-bit of q Sherlock Holmes you know-easy
to trace YOU"
IF had wished you to, don't you suppose
would have sent you my address?"
The man smiled, furtively apologettc, and began
to slip OF one OF his immaculate chamois gloves.
II felt it was my duty"
"You wasting your time, Mr.. Inglis," inter-
posed the girl decidedly, but not unkind1y.
But really it isn't"ahLrght. you know"
Inglfs waved the yellow glove Complementary.
All this sort OF thing-you know-girl of your
standing-no chaperon-ah-"
ploration beneath the door-mat. George Inglis."
she enuncated with elaboration. "you weary
You always did, think. Please go way"
Besides" he persisted, producing an object for
which he had been fumblng in his waistcoat pocket
toward the slender hoop of gold, set with single,
coruscatng stone, though he held it evidence of
some absolutely heartless perndy Of hers.
That? I sent it back" Eleanor flashed impa-
OF" 1nA' nA' oD1' 'A' n''Anns 'nA' Ah0"
Inglis bethought himself to look aggrieved But,
Nelly, it's always been understood"
Then it's time the misunderstanding was cor
rected!"
But your parents approved-.
THAT was long time ago. Won't you please
take no for an answer, George?"
The mans lips frightened sullenly. Il refuse
Anger fickered omnious.y in the girls eyes,
She unlocked the studio door, and with her back
patient eve changed my mind"
II haven't. I refuse to take back the ring"
Inglis attempted to capture her hand she withdrew
Eleanors lip curled you'd better no. leave
1t there. charwoman might find It, and then
you'd be obliged to pay for it."
She darted suddenly into the STUDIO and shut the
door.
Inglis made as If to follow her; reconsidered,
glazing malevolently at the inexpensive panels;
took three strides towards the stairhead hestated