Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-02-25

81 find myself little unwel, Genevleve. We have
decided that, after all, it's better that sleep here to-
night and leave in the morning.
For, Geneveve, though she's dear old thing,
not person to be taken into my confidence No,
beautiful plans should remain secret between my
well beloved and me, for few sweet hours yet.
"Give me peignoir, Genevieve and take down my
hair.
Ten minutes later, as l lying the sofa, and
Geneveve was bathing my forehead with Lily of the
Valley water, heard light tap at my door. Was it
Mrs STUART Or was it Mrs Cobb forcing herself past
Henrys explanations, coming to demand me with all
her natural violence But-oh, | not her stupid
boy Victor to be buled as she chose had Henry
my sde had the law my side, and was not afraid
to stand up for my rights!
Meanwhile, Geneveve was opening the door, and to
my surprise not form but two sailed in lilac,
the other IN pale gray. But above their immaculate
dinner toilets Mrs Stuarts face gowed dsfguring
crimson, Mrs Cobb's showed odd and livid white.
Suddenly my heart, swelled with joy and courage so
Unreasonable, shrank it seemed to the size of PIN
point. | heard Mrs. Cobb speaking, in voice whose
sweetness contrasted oddly with her drawn and excited
look.
"Nlrs Stuart, thank you than l tell for
your kindness toward this dear child, for that
of goodness which fears the effect of her seeing
but can you your fears groundless. Lii,
my dear little daughter, how you feeling now?'
With the most afectonate air in the world, she
and knelt down by my sofa but the face she bent
so terrible that closed my eyes.
"Better," l murmured, "quite well now
@NIy poor darling! All this excitement this fatigue,
has been too much for her. Mrs Stuart think per-
haps you right and the strain of seeing than
person at a time may be too much for her. This
poor little girl of mne Yes, think Mrs Stuart that
you entirely right
see Mrs. Stuart blanch and briste; but what could
creature gentle and she do against embodied
force like the woman who knelt over me? "Oh stay!
stay!" wanted to cry out loud But Mrs. Cobbs eyes
were me, through my closed lids felt them and
dared not speak.
avery we'll then, for five minutes heard Mrs.
Stuart say in irresolute tone The next minute |
heard the door close softly.
GENEVIEVE are A1ademoise1les trunks ready?"
~ The of this question, this contemptuous
passing of and my possible wishes, reused my
spirit Throwing off my old nurses hand and the per-
fume soaked cloth, sat bolt upright with wide open
aNo, dear Mrs. Cobb. have decided not to go home
tonight, after ALL You see, Mrs. Stuart has been
kind to"
"Ceneveve you may leave the room!"
Though Mrs Cobbs French accent might leave some
room for doubt her gesture could not The next mo-
mont alone And Mrs. Cobb having with
cautious motions opened all the doors and peered with
out, back to the sofa again. As for me- remem
bered the Toulouse in the garden and braced myself to
fight for my rights. This indomitable woman should
see at last that she had met her match
But when she spoke it in quiet suppressed sort
of voice.
@Lili that you're expecting to make
scene just Mrs. Stuart expected when instant
ago, with rather misplaced ofhciousness, she tried to
prevent from entering your I'm not going to
make scene my dear child; so don't clench your fists
and roll your big black eyes, I'm not going to remind
you of the position in which, by your deseron of in
the eleventh hour you place my son and me- We dis
cussed that fully this afternoon You know as we'll
do the ruin that you're making; we'll leave that topic
alone. have merely to ask you Is it true, this
story that hear now from Henry Stuart, who tells
that he acts your attoney?'
Before her violence, how easily had defended my
self But this tragic genteness cut the ground from be-
meath my feet and my heart quvered to perceive the
sudden aging of her appearance At the dinner table
she had appeared, as usual well preserved discreety
powdered, almost young; but nov-what old, old
woman bent her bitter face above me!
$50 it's the provisions of the Contract Labor Law"
she sad shat release you from your promise to
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