The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-02-24

is incredibly easy TO get passport
if she does, as you suppose, belong
to us. If she bore any kind OF Gre
dentials, doors would open to her,
Dams wife though she be- But no.
body knows who she is, nor where
she comes from. 1t is like a servant
who has no reference. There may be,
and occasionally there is, a servant
who ought to have a reference and
has not-who is the victim of some
injustice. But until this is known,
one doubts. | don't say We are right
to doubt; but we are not altogether
as unreasonable as You seem to
think"
Miles still looked obstinate.
What does Miss Frampton Think
asked his friend.
She thinks, for Selma's sake, that
| cannot lie too careful. But you
know that Selma has taken, "A fancy
to Mrs. Trent. She came to lunch.
about a month ago when her motor
broke down"
Conveniently, at your park gate
Miles looked really grieved that
woman whom he respected should
be so uncharitable. "Oh, it was "A
long way from the park gates he
said stiffly.
Miles, | always thought that you
were inclined to be very conserva-
tiye-to object to the advance of
women in any way. l am told that
Mrs. Trent is a confirmed smoker
DO you wish Selma to learn to
smoke?'
NO. | think we might help
lean. if she were not thrown sc
much with these racing, betting men,
she-Mrs. Trent-might learn that
it is not the right sort Of thing.
She-in fact, know that she thinks
it far better for a young girl not to
uO IL. bul VIC NOloldhl Jdl W Iti
own nerves-living with a man like
that"
Mrs. Bardsley stopped short in
her walk, and glanced sharply at
him. All at once she was unpleas-
antly enlightened. Miles, said she,
in a low voice. Il think it would
do far less harm for you to ask
the Trents to a garden party than
for you to form any kind of init
macy with her."
Miles threw back his head and
laughed in a veXed way; but he
reddened. Intimacy" he said. II
should have Jem to reckon with if [
were to chum up in that direction,
shouldn't II"
"Jem?" echoed Mrs. Bardsley.
She was too surprised to say any
thing else. Jem!
"Oh-well, he's always there, as
suppose you know said Miles,
trying TO speak lightly, "or was,
till a few weeks ago. Perhaps he
got jealous of me- he added, in
tones meant to be airily humorous.
Mrs. Bardsley had had time to
collect herself. The shock was Sc
we're, but her control was great.
She wrenched her thoughts away
from the path upon which the cas-,
ual words had sent them running,
and braced herself to her usual good.
humored, sensible calm.
Mrs. Trent" said she, has evi.
/ IDENTIFY the 'indefinable something
which makes her fascinating to men
in way that women find hard to
understand. You are your own mas.
| ter, Miles, and | have no right to
say d word to you. But | beg you
to think of Selma"
Il hope | do. But, Mrs. Bardsley,
| you surely are not of those who
think that no friendship is posi-
bic between men and women. even
if they are married."
Il am one of those who object
to clap-trap, young man" she re
piled with a very kind smile. 81 say
no more" She stopped with a very
kind smile. Il say no more She
stopped, turned back, and waved to
the girls TO join them. will you and
Selma stay and lunch?' she asked.
Thanks, We caht. Selma has a
violin lesson at two, and l gave my
word to Frampie that | would bring
her back in good time. II say,
Mrs. Bardsley. / hope you are not
imagining"
Il have very little imagination"
was her quiet answer. but perhaps
some small faculty Of observation.