The Washington herald., 1913-12-03
WHO SAID ARTi
ny RICHARD BARKER sHELroNI

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Mrs. Bradford Warren came into the
library. where her husband. seeking this
quiet moment when his wife's house party
guests had gone upstairs to bed. xas
turning the pages OF his favorite scientific
magazine.
"Oh. my dear. they are just made for
each other. aren't they? I'm so glad we
had them here together" said she
Warren looked up reluctantly from the
engrossins pages "who?" he asked
succinctly.
why. that big sculptor friend OF yours,
you notlced?'
Noticed what?'
That they were Just made for each
other"
'If you say so. that's good enough fcs
me-" he laughed.
you have noticed it but you won't
admit II. Good night"
She kissed him and went up the wide
stairs. Warren prodded the dying fire
into life and went on with his magazine.
Meantime above stairs John Sands, his
big frame wrapped in a bathrobe. sat
dangling his feet out Of his window. The
cool October breeze came gratefully to
his hot forehead.
Sands wasn't the sort of chap TO lose
his grip on himself often, bat he had to
admit he had lost his grip pretty thor
oughly this evening.
'It won't do, Johnny" he told himself
at won't do at all. She's a wonderful
girl-a simply wonderful girl, but girls
have no place in your scheme of life. just
yet. Wait till you're better established.
Wait till you're absolutely sure of your
self. Don't you dare to go dragging any
woman through the awful years of uncer-
tainty. Don't let q few successes turn
your head
And then he fell to thinking Of Irma
Grail. He realized IL he stayed out the
rest OF the three days Of the house party.
things might happen. The thing for him
to do was to get out-at once, in the
morning before he saw her again
He saw a man moving toward the
garage at the rear OF the house. Softly
he whistled-
The man stopped Sands whistled
again. The man moved toward him. He
saw IL was George, one of warren's two
chauffeurs
Then he swung himself into the room
and wrote hurriedly on a bit of paper.
This he tossed to the waiting George.
together with coin.
.'Yoy go over to the village for the
mail very early IN the morning, don't
you? Well. see that get this telegram"
In the liE'It streaming out from the
library windows just below he could see
the chauffeur grinning.
Sure" said George.
In room farther down the hall Irma
Grail, clad in a long kimino OF crimson
silk, sat staring at her reflection in the
mirror.
1T won't do" she said to herself
I'm losing my head This must stop
suddenly. I've said I'd succeed, and 1
know now ! have the voice 1t is Just
matter of a few years of absolute ap-
plication to work-absolute WORK and
no men. But can't see him again. I'll
do something foolish If he talks to me as
he did before the fire in the hall, when
We were alone there together tonight just
before dinner. I must go away-the
first thing In the morning"
She took some paper and envelopes
from the little desk in the corner. Hur-
riedly she scrubbed away. sealed :he
letter and addressed It to herself. Then
she pressed a button in the wall Pres
emily there cane a tap on the door aud
she opened il to one Of the maids.
Ellen" she said. thrustIng the letter
and a coin into the maids hands,
George goes over for the mail very
early in the morning. doesn't he? Well,