Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-07-02

nings. Just sit by her-an' II he
shows up you don't have to do even
that. Goodness knows, wish I'd
got her a nurse at the start instead
Of tryin' to boss the thing myself"
Betsy Barbara accepted the new
responsibility.
I'D love it," she said almost cheer
fully. Constance is going to try to
get some sleep tonight, and I'll put
her to bed right after dinner. And
I've geen dying to meet Miss Es-
trilla."
Miss Estrilla's appearance appeal
ed at once to Besty-Barbara's quick
synnpathies. Her eyes were shaded;
further she wore heavy colored
glasses. She was a rather tall and
slender woman, Betsy Barbara de-
cided. Her face. bold in the bony
structure, seemed hawk-like with the
wasting of illness. There was a
kind of exquisite shyness about her
which blended perfectly with a
| punctilious Spanish courtesy. She
was Spanish In manner alone, how
ever She spoke English without a
trace of her brothers amusing roll.
Barbara, when the ice was
broken, chartered girl-fashion on the
events of the day in the boarding
house, avoiding always the subject
of the tragedy which had drawn then,
together. Miss Estrilia, though she
listened with interest, did not avail
herself of openings to respond with
chatter of her own. Betsy Barbara
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thought of a new resource.
I've brought up the evening
paper" she said, wouldn't you like
to have me read it to you? There's
splendid elopement in high life."
II should like it very much" re-
piled Miss Estrilla, after a pause at
which Betsy Barbara wondered.
I'm just crazy about the New
York papers," resumed Betsy-Bar-
bara, as she perched herself on a
table to get at the dim point of light.
1.-THE Arabian Nights things that
happen in this town will drive me
crazy yet Wait just a minute.
must see If they've found the Holl-
lister baby. I'm nearly dead over
her!"
Curiosity satisfied, Betsy-B Barbara
read the headlines and rendered In
full the stories which Miss Estrilla
indicated. She YVES absorbed in the
account of a splendid burglary, when
knock sounded at the door. And
Estrilla entered.
AS he recognized her with a bow
of inimitable attention and courtesy,
as he crossed the room and tenderly
kissed his sister, Betsy Barbara had,
somehow, the feeling that she was
meeting a stranger. For the first
time, at any rate, she expressed
him to herself. handsome was
her first mental comment. That
marked against him in her books.
She distrusted the handsome male.
A man, according to Betsy-Barbara's
perfectly clean-cut set of opinions,
should be like bull-terrier-ugly, a
little rough and awkward, faithful,
kind. But nice in spite of it," was
her second thought. She formulated
another thing about him in the min
ute while she watched. His quality
s-caressing-that was the word.
The glances of his eye, the attitude
of his body, the gestures of his
hands, all reminded one of a love-
tap.
Betsy Barbara took in other de-
tails as he faced about and addressed
her. He was small--but she had al
ways noticed that obvious fact. Look
ing at the figure on the bed, one
would have called the sister the taller
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fectly formed He had a plume of
black hair which glimmered in the
gaslight with a dusky reflection of
Betsy Barbara's native gold-and-
satin turban.
IT have been taking care of your
sister, you see," said Betsy Barbara.
"Ah! Then what need of me?" re-
piled Estrilla.
"She has been kind enough to read
me the newspapers" rolled the rich
contralto of the invalid from the bed.
II think you and your sister are
wonderfully alike-and yet wonder
fully different" said Betsy Barbara,
carefully ignoring the personal note
in Estrilla's' remark
1.-THE resemblance is a compliment
to me-the difference what you call
"a SIAM" replied Estrilla.
II must be going now" said
Betsy Barbara in her best school
mistress manner.
II beg you not to deprive as of
yourself so soon," replied Estrilla,
and, please stay" echoed his sister.
Betsy Barbara remembered what
she had heard of Spanish politeness
Its elaboration and over-in-
sistence. But her Anglo-Saxon mind
could discover no way to parry with
equal politeness. Also she told her.
self that when one has dwelt too long
with tragedy one wants to be amused
She sat for five minutes, while
brother and sister made her the TO-
Gus of their conversation. But she
was not amused. In the presence of
his sister, Estrilla appeared
a different man from the
light fencer with words of
their evenings downstairs. He
was grave; he was formal. Infinitely
tender toward Miss Estrilla. he was
also attentive toward Betsy-Barbara
hut he did not NAV with har az