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! morning that Emily grove out to the
factory and sought Bailey in his Of
nee.
II wanted to talk with you." she ex
planned. as that gentleman rose ia
receive her. I'VE have known each
other for long time, Mr. Bailey:
ever. since came from the Sacred
Heart to live with Uncle Ethan. That
IL very long time"
TITS matter Of Ave or six years"
agreed the charmed Bailey. contem.
plating her with affectionate pride in
her prettiness and grace. you used
to drive out here with your pony and
spend many an hour looking on and
asking questions. You'll excuse me,
Miss Emily. but there was many a
man passed the whisper that you'd
have made q fine master Of the
works." -.
She shook her head, folding her
small gloved hands upon the edge Of
the desk at the opposite sides of
which they were seated.
AT least 1 would have tried. am
quite sure I would have tried. But I
am only a girl. came to ask you
something regarding that" she lifted
her candid eyes to his, her soft color
rising "Do you know-have you ever
met any men who cared and under
stood about such factories as this?
Men who could take charge of bust.
ness, the manufacturing and racing
and selling, like my uncles? have
reason for asking"
"Sure thing" said Bailey, unexpect-
eddy prompt. Give met one man who
knows how to handle this factory bet
ter than I do, and I've been at 1t
twelve years. And there he is" he
turned in his revolving chair and
rolled up the shade covering the glass.
set door into the next room, my
manager, Lestrange." .-
The scene thus suddenly opened to
the startled Emily was sufficiently
matter.of-fact, yet not lacking In
certain sober animation OF it's own.
Around drafting table central in tho
bare, systematic disorder OF the apart
ment beyond, three or four blue-shirt.
ed men were grouped, bending over
0 set of drawings. which Lestrange
was explaining. Explaining with =
vivid interest in his task that sparkled
over his clear face in q changing play
Of expression almost mesmeric In its
command of attention. The men
watched and listened intently; they
themselves no common laborers. but
the intelligent workmen who were to
carry out the ideas here set forth.
Wherever Lestrange had been. he was
coatless and the sleeves Of his cutting
shirt were rolled back, leaving bare
the armsewhose smooth symmetry re-
vealed little of the racing drivers
strength; his thick brown hair was
rumpled into boyish waves and across
his forehead a fine black streak
wrote OF recent personal encounter
with things practical.
"Oh!" exclaimed Emily family. And
after a moment, "Close the curtain,
please" "'...
None of the group in the next room
had noticed the movement of the
shade, absorbed in one another; any
sound being muffled by the throb OF
adjacent machinery. Bailey obeyed
the request, and leaned back in his
chair.
"That's Darling Lestrange," he
stated with satisfaction. That's his
own design for an oiling system he's
busy with, and it's beauty. He's
entered for every big race coming this
season, starting next week in Geor
gia, and meantime he oversees every
department in every building as it
never was done before. The man fol
me, he is." ~
Emily made an unenthusiastic sign
Of agreement. s~,.. $685.,
ri meant a very different man from
Mr.. Lestrange." she replied. her dig
nifty altogether French. II have no
doubt that he IL all you say, but
was thinking Of another class.
meant-well, meant gentleman"
"Oh. you meant a gentleman" re-
piled Bailey. surveying her oddly. Il
didn't know. you see. No; don't
know any one like that" |
Thank you. Then will go. lit
does not matter"
She did not 60, however, but re-
NAMED leaning on the arm Of hel
chair in troubled reverie, her lons
lashes lowered. Bailey sat as quietly, |
watching her and waiting.
The murmur Of voices came DULY
through the closed door, one. lighte,
and clearer in tone, most frequently
rising above the roar pervading the
whole building. It was not possible
that Emily's glimpse of Lestrang<
across the glass should identify him
absolutely with the man she had seen
once in the Pickering lights and shad
ows on the Long Island road; but hi
was not of a type easily forgotten
and she had been awakened to q
doubling recognition.
Now, many little circumstances re
o,,rrod IN her. a stranpeness in Dicks