The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1913-12-31


rest of the men. The host. who had
been warned by his wife to give
young Durham an opportunity to talk
with the judge, saw that her plans
were succeeding admirably.
When the music began in the other
room the judge paused a moment to
listen. and then went on with his
story
There is freight elevator lust on
Posite thot left door of my office. and
somehow / cannot but think il had
something TO do with the girls dlsap.
pearaace. although the door was
closed and the elevator was down on
the cellar floor al the time, as nearly
as | can find out"
The Young man asked eager qnes-
tons. feeling in his heart that the
story might In some way explain the
mystery OF the young woman in the
other room.
Suppose YOU stop in the office to-
morrow" said the Judge perhaps
you'll get glimpse OF her ana then
bear me out in the statement that
she's like your friend. By the way,
who is making such exquisite music?
Suppose we 20 and investigate. Mr.
Bowman, viii you excuse US If we fol.
loT the ladivs? We 0re anxious to
hear The music At closer range"
The Other men rose and followed.
TIE girN did not pause or lcok up
nc tt, f,ttg ~, y
tia company 'listened With the most
rapt aad wondering loaG she was
laying w.,a 81 empressement which
lalid not t2ll 10 tomR,Gal attention
lr}on u0uH~fp staaGiHB ! .u: baAi.d
The iudE w4s ;.ausAxed WITH amaze
meme That this dcilc-te girl could
bring forth such az enteanc,Hs volume
of sound from the instrument was
great surprise That she was so ex-
quiste an artist filled him with kind
of intoxicating elation-it was as
though she belonged to him.
At last she played LISTS brilliant
Hungarian Rhapsody, her slender
hands taking the tremendous chords
and octave runs with a precision and
rapidity that seemed inspired. The
final crash came in shower of liquid
! jewels of sound. and then she turned
to look at him, her one friend in that
| company OF strangers.
He could see that she had been play
| ing under heavy strain. Her face
looked weary and flushed, and her eyes
| were brilliant with feverish excite
ment Those eyes seemed to be plead.
| ing with him now to set her free from
the kindly scrutiny OF these good.
hearted, curious strangers. They gath
| cred about her in delight, pouring
their questions and praises upon her
where did you study? With some
great master, am sure. Tell us all
about yourself We are dying to know.
and will sit at your feet with great
delight while you discourse"
Tryon Durham interrupted these
disquieting questions, by drawing his
watch from his pocket with apparent
hasty remembrance, and giving a we'll
feigned exclamation of dismay
I'm sorry, Mrs. Bowman; 1t is too
bad to interrupt this delightful eve
ming" he apologized but I'm afraid
| il Miss Remington feels that she must
take the next train, we shall have to
make all possible speed. Miss Rem
ington, can you get your wraps on in
| three minutes? Our carriage is prob
ably at the door now"
with a look OF relief, yet keeping up
her part Of dismay over the lateness
of the hour, the girl sprang to her feet,
and hurried away to get her wraps, in
spite of her protesting hostess. Mrs.
| Bowman was held at bay with sweet
expressions of gratitude for the pleas
ant entertainment. The great black
picture hat was settled becomingly on
the small head, the black cloak thrown
over her gown, and the gloves fitted
on hurriedly to hide the fact that they
were too large.
And whom did you say you studied
with? ?" asked the keen hostess, deter.
mined to be able to tell how great a
guest she had harbored for the eve
ming
"Oh, is Mr.. Durham calling me, Mrs.
Bowman? You will excuse me for
hurrying off, won't you? And 1t has
been SO lovely Of you to ask me--per-
fectly delightful to find friends this
way when was a stranger"
She hurried toward the stairway and
down the broad steps, and the hostess
had no choice but to follow her.
The other guests crowded out into
the hall to bid them good-by and to tell