Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-01-28

"Then her Grace" observed Mrs. Cobb timidly, Us
very fond of you!
"She has often said,' answered with truth, "that
she regards of her daughters
@Ah!' Mrs. Cobb's answer was long sigh, and she
continued to gaze at with eyes in which changed
vsbly to speculation, and speculation to open eager
ness What in her mind' There was that look of
paws ready to pounce which had struck the first
day had met her. Ready to pounce yes, like a cat
on the bird in the grape arbor. In this case had
queer creepy sensation which told me | was the bird
But which side would she pounce and why?
| not easily disconnected; but for the moment
own that became rather flustered. "But should like
to know cried lust the same, how she found out
where / ami
Then at the moment remembered the newspapers,
and the interviews and the advertising must have had
in the ridiculous American journals OF course the new
had gone back to England, and Aunt Elizabeth had
only had to open her Morning Post in order to have
news of her beloved niece. BAH how provoking! But
l had betrayed myself all around. Aunt Elizabeth
knew where was, and Mrs Cobb knew that l was
runaway.
What she cried. "Then you left home without
telling the Duchess where you were going''
mot exactly that fatered "She thought was
going to visit an aunt in the country, and lust let
her think So But had always had so particular a
desire to see America
"Ah yes, | understand" replied Mrs Cobb with po-
lite indifference; though could see, in those watch
full eyes of hers that she did understand at ALL but
meant to understand better later She looked like
Destiny, waiting for | shIvered and closed my
eyes. Suppose, after all, could not find Harriet?
FOR the next day | saw little of my hostess. She
wireless operator. When she descended for SO long
to eat her dinner the boy dashing after her with
N1arconigram. 1t appeared great discussion was
going with dear Victor at place called Atlantic
City. How strange they seemed those mysterious
sages out of the void making the face before pale
with anger red with triumph, all screwed up
with sharp, shrewd calculation.
However, she said nothing, and naturally did not
ask had my concerns to think about, and they
pressing enough, Heaven knows
All, the day when there up out of the soft, blue
water the hard, iron silhouette OF New York!
The outer islands, with the lights on them, passed
by at night Then very slowly up the harbor,
waiting for the quarantine. All about it the water
full tub IS full of inen,-big ships little ships
tugs ferryboats, every sort of thing that could float
But it not the number of them that confused me:
it the noise and hustle and movement Everything
flying about quickly the water, it seemed
though nothing stayed in the place two minutes
together. strange, binding thought to me.
Why had come to America hoping to find that a GER
tain person had stayed in the place for thirty
years?
The look Of the city itself turned from water to
solid land for consolation, did not tend reassure me-
With what look of cruel strength pushed itself up
from the horzon,-not graceful and calm like Paris
but full of strange energy that looked ready to swallow
up all the life that should come neari Would it swallow
up Lii tooo Or what would become of her when her
five hundred francs should be spent and Harriet per-
haps nowhere to be found?
As for going back to Brent, that was impossible
Now that l had had my little of life, how could
ever bear the prison that they threatened me with
shut up alone II the country till hair turned white
and my teeth fell out like poor old horses? And be-
sides how could face the disgrace of being dragged
back to Brent like naughty child, with Portia lifting
her eyebrows and Uncle Porthaven cutting his jokes
for the fun of seeing turn red with rage?
No, couldn't go back couldn't face that hlmilia-
ton and defeat. No. assuredly would find dear Har-
riet and for Papa's sake she would befriend me and
take me in Somehow, this idea, with New York a
dream city the other side of the ocean, and Harets
love letters in my hand looked very possible and
practicable. But with New York rising there from the
busy water before with its myriad and
the millions of people swarming within and around