Norwich bulletin., 1913-10-30

Tt will be nevel anyway Gloria bit the end of her silver pencil, studying the list of names. " curve left out Stanley, auntIe." He Is leaving for town tomorrow The pencil fell with 8 little ring te the floor, but Mrs. Nesbitt never even raised her gaze from her book. Gloria stele sideleng glance at her, There was something very aristocratie about Mrs. NeSbitts profile and her silVery white hair piled in a corenet on her head. Her complexion was like a child's so fresh and pink. but the lips were where Gloria's eyes rested, Firmly compressed, they gave no hint of what was going on in her aunts mind. Therefore Gloria returned the ettack,
 But he's such dear. and I want him, auntle. It's my last dance before we clese Hopedene. And you're going to trot me abroad this winter so won't see him.
 Don't you really think you are carrying the affair bit too far. Gloria, even for a diversion?"
 It's not a diversion" Gloria's color rose, I'm very fond of him.
 All the more reason why we should not detain him when he wish es to leave for town"
 Let me send him an invitation anyway, please,'
 q would rather you did not.'
 Something almost sinister in the tone in which the words were spoken made Gloria hesitate. She bent over the list of guests for her domino dance, and was silent.
 It had been a wonderful summer and fall at Hopedene, her aunt's splendid seaside home at Narragan- sett. Before the house lay the green rolling down to the shore over the downs and the great brown rocks with their chnging. ever-swaying masses of seaweed.
 During their strolls Stanley had often told her the seaweed always made him think of ripping masses of hair.
 Not drowned hair, Stan,' she had laughed but with a little shudder.
 T don't know" he had said mus ingly, pushing some of it aside with his walking stick. Perhaps mer- maids hair
 It was down there on the rocks she had listened while he told her what she meant to him in his life. Out in the bay towards Newport lay his yacht, clean-lined and low, with a glint of brass here and there under the sunlight He had named it for her deliberately Somehow even the sight of that name on her prov all ways gave Gloria a thrill.
 She never forgot the first morning of his arrival. The yacht had cast anchor during the night, directly within range of the morning room windows of Hopdene. Mrs. Nesbitts first amusement of the day was to scan the bay for new boats with her binoculars Gloria was trying to read her letters and eat her grapefruit at the sao.e time when the glasses were lowered with a -smothered ejacu- .a.Ion.
 What is it dear?'
 Stanley Layton is here" tragica1ly.
 Gloria bent her head demurely.
 "He is visiting the Dudley Morgans, auntie.'
 Really? Then you probably met him last spring when you took the southern cruise on their yacht?''
 Why, thought I told you. dear?'
 '"He is very delightful. Gloria a charming fellow. but positively the most indefinite I ever knew. Edith Sands simply threw herself at old Enright's head after a season of flirting with Stanley. and little Betty Tate, you surely remember Betty Tate, Gloria?'
 Tt was her own fault, If a girl firts with a man and loses her head she isn't responsible. and should keep out of the game
 "I may remind you of that sentf-