Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-14

and brushes.
CHAPTER III. The Intellectual Aunt
THE two women had hardly reached the limousine
before the walls of Hermias wrath opened.
"What dreadful person! Olga how could you have
stood him all the while he painted you?
1--WE made out very nicely, thank YOU
"Hda right. He is gorilla. Do you know he
never even offered me a chair?"
Il suppose he thought you'd have enough to
sit down if you wanted to-
"Don't bubble, Olga He's impossible!"
The Countess shrugged ats matter of taste
"Taste! One doesn't want to be affronted. Is he
like this to everyone?"
mo, that's just the point He isn't. think, Hernia
dear and she laughed, 3that he didn't like you
"Me Why not?"
"He doesn't like Bath buns He once told me so.
Besides don't think he's altogether in sympathy with
the things you typify'
"How does he know what | typify-when l don't
know myself? l don't typfy anything"
ooh, yes, you do, to a man like Markham From the
aery where his soul is wont to Sit John Markham has
fine perspective on fe-yours and mine But imagine
that you make the conspicuous silhouette. To
him you represent the New York Idea: only
In other words Darling, to lonely and somewhat
bid philosopher like Markham you're horrible example
of what may become of female person of liberal views
who has had the world suddenly laid in her lap the
spoiled child launched into full possession of fabulous
fortune, with ambition serious than to become
"Olga, you're horrid!" broke in Hernia
al know it. It's the reaction from a morning that
began too cheerfully. l think I'll leave you now if
you'll drop at the Blouse Shop"
"But | thought going.
mo, not this morning. The mood has passed
ooh, very WE'LL" said Hernia.
The two pecked each other just below the eye after
the manner of women and the Countess departed,
while Hernia quizzically watched her graceful back
until it had disappeared into the shadows of the store
The current that usually flowed between them was
absent now; Hernia let her go, for Olga Tcherny,
when in this mood wore that Hernia, clever
as she thought herself had been able to pene-
trate.
change in Olga due to intangible influences that she
could not define but which she had something
do with the odious person whose studio she had
tied Could it be that Olga really cared for this queer
Markham of the goggled eyes, this absentmnded, self
centered creature, who rumpled his hair smoked pipe,
and growled his cheap philosophy? pose, of course,
aimed this morning at Hernia! He fattered her. She
felt obliged for the line of dearcaton he had shrewd
w drawn between his life and hers AS if she needed the
challenge of his mpudence to become of it! And
yet her heart she found herself denying that his inn
pudence had ritated her less than his Indifference To
tell the truth Hernia did not like being ignored 1t
the first time, in fact that any man had ignored her.
and she did not enjoy the sensation. She shrugged
her shoulders careessy and glanced out of the window
of her car And be ignored by such person this
grubby painter-it was maddening!
HERNIA lunched alone, out of humor with all the
world, and went upstairs with volume of plays
that had Just from the stationer But she had
hardly settled herself comfortably when Titne
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