The daily sentinel., 1913-06-17


His hand shook while he said true
that Hvette had cared-once. I the
nIskings of very probable da cap 3lssed
without climax, and it to h Of tho
little dinner which Whiting h; vette.
He had it in his bachelor apartn Mrs
de Ia Fuente an imposing evidence ETY. at
the head OF the table.
In the center Of the table which wa rosy
shaded candles, bank OF pale and
around the tablet rather small Whit
ing, Yvette and Hays / have said that Ars. de Ia
Fuente presided.
"But Tony" said Yvette little nervously per-
haps, ARE we your only guests%
"Why. there's camaraderie think, about these
little dinners said Whiting.
There was, however small eamaradere about that
little dinner. Mrs. de la Fuente alone talked deter
minedly and lightly on many subjects Yvette ate
little and laughed good deal For the two mens
The courses came and went and eventually dinner
was over; When the coffee cups were empty Whit
ing led the way to his library.
There's a fire." he said, IAN open ERE, which !
find is always first aid sociabity."
About quarter of an hour later he appealed to
Mrs de la Fuente.
81 have been hoping all day that you would play
for u.s."
Mrs de la Fuente rose with pleased hutter. !
"Ah but l am od-fashioned," she protested; at
have not the music of to-day
q don't knS% S;S your eqqa sald Whiting. ms. toT
tunes"
He led her to the grand piano which occupied
then came back to the FIRE.
Celeste Aida" followed him, signing upon the air.
He stood with his back the FIRE, one hand in the
Hay; S.u ,n,, his % To.s,r .s,a M vs.,s .,a from 'S''' "
Hays crossed his legs and and looked Ia at the fire.
startled
And Hays" said Whiting. He spoke quietly.
beneath the music.
Then Hays looked at Yvette.
What G dyog me1n n,o he Incurred 81 don't quite
'Shall ] eSpaing asked Whiting
"lf you please" said fvette, her chin lifting
proudly.
at won't be any too easy. Still. I've arranged this
little dinner with view to explanations where two
or three are gathered together yknow- Yvette.
have you found me unreasonable"
No" said Yvette
"0r exacting"
"Or unfairf"
"No-nop She answered vehementy.
Then you will answer a question if ask t7"
81 will answer any question" said Yvette, you
Thanks" said Whiting. He turned eurtly to
Hays
so far know" said Hays with the baress
trace of sneer.
Then you will answer question:"
Concerning whom|
"c9ns,srnng ,T!g US three" said Whiting quietly He
de la Fuente! Give the immortal sextet"
81 will answer any question, said Hays to Yvette,
ast oSG yGT wss sad TS W3aS tG sbscrv Nov
here's the thing in nutshell" He spoke swiftly,
but rather low. 'Do either or both of you wish me
TO release Yvette from her promise to marry me7"
The FIRE of seasoned logs cracked like thorns be-
meath pot and the immortal sexte, flooded the
You're pretty frank, aren't you? said Hays at
length.
Yvette said nothing; only looked
1T would hardly escape me" said Whiting. still
with the pleasant quiet, that this is a triangle
m had Ss you ii hse btsr nays couple of sss
dies hard. had heard that you
tremely attentive to Miss de la Fuente. You're
young, you're interesting. you have it on me every
way but one. ! wanted to be absolutely fair to the
lady who had done me the honor to accept me, SO
/ saw that she met you again-I that she met
you rather frequently. gave you every chance.
knew that old affairs sometimes rejuvenate them
He looked from Hays to Yvet,e, and back again.
Yvette sat very STILL all her delicate color faded.
her dark eyes fixed Writings face.
And in the other room Mrs de la Fuente began
"A Blind man couldn't help but see" said Whiting
coolly that there something Am l in the
.idering"
in the way-is that your question:"
Il do not" said Whiting slowly and for the first
time the steel in his quiet eyes showed through,
because | am not considering you at all unless it
happens that she wants you.
Yvette locked her two hands tightly together in
her lap, and kept silent. Doubtless die erse Liebe
stirred in its grave, and doubtless the heart in her
clad woman oman who beheid from an upper ledge two
belaborng each other upon her cave-step.
Woman is the element the ages cannot alto
gether refine.
While she waited:
"Yvete" said Hays hoarsely. (And here is the
hinge of the story-so far as it in the ma.,
he really loved her)
But Whiting, without speaking. moved peacock
embroidered little forward to shield her
face from the blaze.
Then Yvetse d,sT long breath. She lifted dark.
glorious eyes to Whitings waiting look, and her lip
tiemblcd.
She said:
DO not be silly Tony" That was all. Appar-
entity however it enough
Then that's settled" said Whiting. and he also
drew long breath. He had been under something
OF strain.