El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-11-04
the company except Helen,

y" ard time to address any OF
w the company except Helen
John Robbins bore his wife's uncle
into a side room-where, one may re-
mark incidentally, there was no car
pet on the 1Oor-tO divest him of his
dripping garments. Meanwhile, the
hostess summoned a servant to wipe
from the rug the rivulets of water
that had streamed from the newcOm-
eT's coat and umbrella, and even from
his hat. She, herself, carried his wet
umbrella out upon the veranda,
laughingly refusing when Robert
Maynard would have taken it from
her
NO" she said, I will not let any
one but some member Of the house
Henry has wrought Poor old mani!
she continued, lowering her voice. i
cannot imagine what has changed his
usual hatred Of storm into liberation
Of this weather. AS a rule, if a rain
threatens, he stays housed. He does
not like rural resorts anyway, and in
bad weather he detests them. Yet he
has planned to take roOE1s at the
hotel for some weeks this summer,
and, as a fOrerunner, comes here FOR
a day and night in the worst stoEm OF
the season"
You fail to remember the attraG-
ton your home is to him. remarked
Paul Maynard.
lAQEGls II IS not LQaL. laugneQ
Helen. Then she glanced archly at
Beatrice. Ito tell you the honest
truth, I shrewdly suspect that Mrs
Minor is the magnet that has made
him forget old age and rheumatic
twinges, and face rain and darkness
tonightl'
oh, HeIenw CALCULATED Beatrice.
What an absurd thing to say of a
man old enough to be my fatherl"
Yet she cOlOred so violently that the
Hrr-n hnM ~aE - Z ne 20,
their feet with their hostess. gazed at
her-One with admiration, the other
with sudden suspicion in his glance.
And Beatrice, looking at Robert May
nard, was conscious Of this look in his
eyes and resented It She could not
stand having him think that she would
descend to the point of scheming for
the WelltOdO uncle Of her intimate
friend. 1t did not occur 10 her that
Robert Maynard might think that
Blanchard was in love with her in
spite of distaste for his attentions
Higher than ones self can no man
or wOman-think, and Beatrice's con
seriousness OF her own Vaccinations
made her feel that others might sus-
pect them So she hurried on with her
protestatiOns.
"Of course, Helen dear" she per
sisted, we all know that you are only
in fun. but really I don't like that
sort Of a joke, especially about a man
whom I respect as 1 do your uncle.
He has been most kind to me, too, al
though he must often be bored by one
who is so much younger and so much
slllier than he. You remember-dOn't
YOU THAT you yourself wrote to me
that he took an almost fatherly inter
est in me So it is not quite kind to
make fun Of him."
Paul Maynard may have been con-
WINGED by her specious arguments, but
Beatrice had the uncomfortable sensa-
ton that his brother had his own
ideas. and she felt almost angry with
him on this account She turned sud
denly toward Robbins and Blanchard
as they came in from the other room
"Ah here is Mr. Blanchard nOwl"
she exclaimed cheerfUlly. I'VE were
just talking about your
The new arrival had. in spite of the
storm, evidently taken great pains
with his toilet and he wore a new
Tuxedo suit Helen gazed at it in
surprise as until tonight her uncle's
garb- had been confined to business
clothes and one fun dress suit That
he, at his age, should have ordered his
first Tuxedo convinced her that he
had Joined determinedly the army Of
young men, and that he was not to be
deferred from his decision to do so.
But Blanchard felt suddenly embar-
raised as he noted that the other men
were not in evening suits. When
Helen had teIephoned to them she had
EXPLICITLY forbidden them to put on