New-York tribune., 1912-02-11

With him So in return told her all about his last
years when knew him; and all his losses and troubles
and how bravely he bore them and her letters tnat
had saved and brought with me-oh everything
Everything that is, except one thing that could un
derstand being woman too. She never spoke OF poor
dear Mama except to inquire whether looked like her
"For you don't look at all like your papa she said and
sighed 49,, ,,;..:.,
guished my dear papa. And |, as you see, Madame
black as a mole y All, that hOrrd little phrase, even
now it hurt and stungl
But Mrs Stuart shook her head with a smile. "Al
the better" she said "bonds are too common. If you
knew how tired one gets Of being blond, even before
ones hair turns white But you, with that gorgeous
Eastern cOloring, and those eyes! But | could have
wished, YOU see, that you had looked like your papa
1t would-it would have brought my young days back
to me-" Suddenly she leaned my bed and that
hot look Of youth up again into her skin and eyes
81 was cheated" she whispered paSsonately You
ought to have been my daughter
did not mean % think Of myself; but just the same,
came up in my mind a sudden thought that burned me
like-like Henry's lips, short time ago. felt the
blood in my face and knew his mothers keen eyes had
read my thought The youthful fire died down out OF
her face could that the thought Of herself had
given way to the thought of her son. and her eyes looked
at me with smiling kindness that was like benedic-
ton.
"Who knows2" she said. "Aftcr ALL there are more
ways than one for you to be my daughter.
looked at her. The words that Mrs, Cobb had
said to me two months ago, Then began TO laugh.
Since Destiny had taken into her head to play me
laugh back again;
Didn't YOU get Mrs. Cobb's cards." asked still
laughing Il know She sent them TO you. ! am to be
married 70 her son Victor two weeks from today.
But it was no use-I began TO cry. Then the doctor
came in and scolded her-her, the magnificent Mrs.
Stuart,-t)r agitatng his patient So was let alone,
with poor old Gcncvcvc, who had been hurredy sent
for telling her beads at the foot Of my bed As for
me- turned my solitaire round and round on my finger
and watched the shadows on the ceiling till fell asleep
CHAPTER XII.
SINCE long ago. when Papa alive, these two
~ DAYS have been the happest Of my lte.
The doctor-dcar man.-decared that must not be
moved. SO here | stay, content like lost spirit who
falling through space, finds tOothod Tor couple OF days
love this house! There is no gliding, or velvet or
embroidered footmen; but all is so cool and light and
howcry; the wind blowing through seems quite IN
place and you feel that it, really summer. Then there
is fuss about calling, reception days, or anybody
Social Position. Even Mrs Nanhuysen, though She
lacks the grace OF her sister in law IS quite simple
in her manner. She comes into my room every day To
make me formal little call and Miss Carroll too makes
frequent little visits, always with such rattle oi
talk about the people at Brent Bar Harbor, max
ing funny little Jokes about Mrs Cobb-yet so per
fcrv well bred and kind that there's nothing 10 get
angry at, either. Then she talks about Henry, and
what a wonder he is, and what a clever lawyer; and
what famous aviator until for some unexplained rca-
son he rcnounccd the air completely.
"Pcrhaps YOU can tell us il its IN consequence Of
VOW, Madcmoiscle, since he broke 1t only To- rescue
YOU" In fact might think she was in love with him
onv sh, looks him straight in the eyes and calls him
Henry, Just Ike boy And besides, she's going TO be
married in the autumn 70 young whose picture
she wears in a bracelet who lives in Chicago
But Henry -ah he and | don't look each other
straight in the eyes But when ne looks away look ~
him. at that clear. energetic profile and those quiy
hands. And when look away can feel his eyes ..
me; and in their glance | can feel the same hurry
hurry-and the same ycarnng hunger that | myself
have felt al these last miserable weeks He IS unhappy
-ah my dear Henry, who for me forswore his tavout.
amusement who has saved my litc-he IS unhappy for
me- and am rs helpless to heal his sorrow a htt,
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