Putnam patriot., 1911-11-17

lot of thiHes mother didn't ike the flavor of. and t9day"-
 "Whoopecr yeled Yates from the dressing rO0u. "I're found Marry s tab.eS l1.h. It's a drelm"
 Warwick sat up and dropped his cigarette. Walking dizzily. radiantly. vi4Ee3ly ont f-o-l the dressing room came Yates. ofrared in the pink silk kimoao. There was silence. then q long draw1 howl of delight from the CT wal They caught Yates in their arms. and swept him up on the center table They handed him q Samoan fan of dyed pumes and a Mexican peaked hat Trainor at the piano crashed into the San Toy" overture. And suddenly Warwick stood up. white and mad, mad clear through that they should dare even in jest to touch anything that belonged to the dear. unknown girl, the brunette with the gray eyes
 Take that offg be said
 The music stopped short, but not from his words. Every face in the crowd was turned toward the door of the hall, and Yates looked helpless and miserable Warwick turned, too. and held his breath She stood in the doorway. one hand lifting aside the heavy drapery. Behind her was Aon face looked startled. and yet there was amusement, too. in the wide gray eyes. as they glanced from face to face and finally rested on Yates.
 There is some mistake. think" she said gently. George tells me parcel of mine was left here tonight. have only moved here today. and be made a mistake think that gen tleman has on my kimono."
 Wretched. limp and apologetic. Yates was assisted from the table and di- vested of the pink silk gown.
 "I am sorry to spoil your amuse- ment''-she stopped and turned her head toward Warwick as the host. when all at once her eyes met Stan tons.
 "Mariorie!" he gasped Marjorie. you blessed kidr'
 Silently and discreetly the crowd averted it's composite face while Stan ton kissed Marjorie ecstatically. War wick looked unhappy.
 Boys" cried Stanton. this is my
 
 Manhattan to take care of her little brother.
 Mother is here too Marjorie ex- plained. Dlushing at the effusive wei come accorded her We had the ad- dress of these apartments. and you wrote that they were very nice. you know. and that Mir. Warwick lived here"-
 That's Warwick" interposed Stan ton Hes q bully fellow
 Warwick bowed. Suddenly he felt great. supreme gladness steal over him. She had gray eyes. Stantons sister from Nebraska.
 "So we came right here from the de pot. and mother wanted to surprise you by having everything ready. bought my kimono on the way here. because our trunks haven't come yet. and the boy made a mistake delivering 1t. We have the apartment just across the hall.
 Boys" cried Stanton. "come on to the apartment across the hall and be introduced. You've got to make us welcome, because we've come to stay"
 Deeorously and quietly the crowd crossed to the apartment next door. With dignity and beautiful grace they were introduced to Stanton's mother and to Stantons home. and Stanton knew he was accepted and admitted forever 10 the "i,ness of things"
 But Warwick sat in q corner watch ing Marjorie make tea. tea from his teapot. which the Jap servant had brought over. and over the back of her chair hung the pink silk kimono. He was wondering how she would look in it.
 Sugar." she asked. "One or two, Mir. Warwick"
 Two" said Warwick, with q half suppressed sigh. Say. do you know Mar-Miss stanton. i'm awfully glad you're d brunette with gray eyes"
 "WhyT Marjories head bent lower over the teapot Tea making does re- quire so much careful attention.
 Because" said Warwick, pink Is So becoming to that type"
 And to Mir. Yates type. too laughed Marjorie. but her face was flushed as she slipped the pink kimono around her, over her gray travelling suit. and poured the tea a Ia Japanese for the crowd and for Warwick.