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catch her breath, he was off, clearing the
lawn with great easy strides. Priscilla closed
her eyes, and then opened them again, eau
tiously. He was still there. swinging along
beside Cousin CYNTHIA, a brown-haired girl
in blue muslin.
He isn't real she asserted stubbornly.
in a minute III wake up. He couldn't be
real But she cast q reminiscent glance at
the slim little hands, only to look away
again, quickly.
CHAPTER III. Enter Cesar
MRS. MORRIS Miss Hampden Mr.
~ and Mrs. Gordon" announced the COR
geous Individual in scarlet and gold in stem
torian tones.
"How charminglv quaint murrnured
Lady Nordaunt. Dear Mrs. Morris, you
must let us always keep your little daughter
we should miss her pretty frocks and her
prettier manners too badly. Arthur, you
wretch, why didn't you come to dinner
never forgive anyone who refuses to fill in 49,
never. Isabel, for the love of Heaven, take
off those earrings. You are too hideous in
them positively too hideous! can't think
what Arthur's about, letting you disfigure
yourself in that manner. You're plain
enough already, goodness knows
The graceful, wide-eyed young woman in
gray and scarlet simply shook the offending
articles at her, with a derisive little laugh.
Fancy Arthur's caring!" she said in her soft,
pretty voice. "You can't be at all chic nova
DAYS without being hideous. anyway, Cousin
Gertrude. For once Fashion favors mel
go away commanded Lady Mordaunt
shrillv. go away at oncel You always If
ritate me, and you know it, | can't abide
pertness.'
Mrs. Platt- Fortescue Platt-For-
tescue-Miss Alicia Platt- Fortescue Cap
tain Denbv.' intoned the scarlet and gold
one.
Priscilla watched them from her vantage
ground with great. injurious eyes. Mrs.
Platt-Fortescue seemed bursting with ma
ternal pride that her offspring did not justify,
and Captain Denby-Priscilla's lips curved
in the most charming Of smiles. Captain
DENLY looked delightfully."- imbecile and
proud of it. She sank back in her chair with
a tiny sigh of satisfaction. She was much
pleased with herself tonight. The short
wasted full gauze frock guiltless of any
trimming save the knot Of velvety camellias
the tiny white satin sandals, the camellia
tucked demurelv over one ear in the glossy
braids,-al became her admirably. She
Clasped her two r1ngless and gloveless small
hands over the enormous bunch of camelliaS
in her lap and smiled again. She was look
ing incredibly young. incredibly demure in
credibly unsophisticated, and she was feel
ing incredibly wicked
"Why are you smiling like that, Pris-
cila?7 demanded Mrs. Morris sharply.
Il was smiling because thought | looked
so pretty" explained Priscilla candidly. 1t
was rather fun telling the truth when you
once got started.
Mrs. Morris stared at her in irritated
amazement. priscilla, you are simply i'm
possible. How any well brought up young
girl can think such things, much less say
Them is absolutely beyond mel"
at is rather absurd of me. isn't it, ac-
quiesced Priscilla cheerfully. "Mother,
aren't you glad that | don't look like Miss
Alicia Plat Fortescue, the one in magenta
satin and forget -me-nots, with auburn hair
Aren't you?'
Il am happy to say that, with me for your
mother, it would he impossible for you to
reassemble that unfortunate young person.
"You never can tell. She doesn't look
bit like that fat little Mrs. Platt-Fortescue,
not bit more than look like YOU
Mrs. Morris searched her daughters up
turned countenance for any sign Of malice;
but not ripple agitated that blandly inno-
cent surface. She rose majestically to her
feet.
Il see Lady Dufied beckoning to me, she
said. Il promised to give her the schedule
that we laid out for our trip through the