El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-11-19
The Two Sisters
By virginia Terhune Van De water.
CHAPTER XII

CHAPTER XII
" ARYL MARVIN was due at Kelley
Delaine's studio at 10 o'clock,
and she spent the last hour be-
fore leaving her room in performing
her toilet. Her dainty lingerie shirt
waist was Immaculate, and her blue
serge skirt and jacket were carefully
brushed. She would have donned a
light summer siIk-her best dress-but
Julia advised otherwise.
Il want to make a good first I'm
preston" Caryl declared.
Then dress very simply" Julia
ccunseled.
1T is better, Caryl, to begin at the
bottom of the ladder and work up
slowly, than to try to start in the
middle and then come tumbling down"
I'm not going to tumble, Caryl
assured her. Just watch me-!
well, good luck to YOU. dear" Julia
said Wistfully. She had prepared the
usual breakfast and washed the dishes
at the sink in the hall. Take care Of
yourself, little sister You are all
She stopped TO kiss the girl a second
time, and there was a look of almost
maternal longing in her dark eyes as
she watched Caryl begin her toilet.
A clock in the neighborhood was
striking 10 when Caryl Marvin stepped
from the elevator in the building IN
which Kelley Delaine lived. The ele-
VatOr bow pointed down the corridor.
Mr. Delaine'S apartments down
that hall to the left he directed. As
Caryl went in the direction indicated
her heels made such a tapping sound
on the floor that 1t seemed to her
that the entire building echoed with
the noise, and she walked, therefore,
on her tiptoes. Her heart was beating
fast as she pushed the button over
which was tackled a card bearing the
name Mr. Kelley Delaine-' The door
was opened a once by the author him
self His back was to the light, and
Caryl could not see his face distinctly
at first
"Oh. good morning. he said pleas
antly- 4 suppose you are the stem
ograDher sent from the school aren't
yes" replied caryI diffidently.
Come right in" said the man,
throwing open the door of his study:
Take off your hat and jacket and 1
will be with you in a moment"
Left alone. CaTyl looked eagerly
about her. The room was large and
light, and comfortably, If plainly,
furnished. There was great roll top
desk by one window, and by the other
a table on which stood a typewriter.
Here. she supposed, was where she
would sit In the center of the room
was a table piled with books, maya
zines and papers, and at one side Of
this was a divan with a dark red
couch cover. Everywhere there were
books. The walls were lined with
shelves of them, and the narrow man
tel shelf had piles of them at both
ends. although in the middle stood a
clock. Behind this was mirror into
which CaryI glanced anXiOusly after
removing her hat, then smiled with
returned.
Well he said. suppose we get
right to work. What's the natter"
For she had started in genuine sur
prise as the light fell upon his face
IN nothing" she stammered,
blushing scarlet. only
"Only what?" he insisted. What
Nothing" she repeated. "only I've
seen you before. You look like, sure
ly"-with an outburst of conviction
you are the person who saved me
from getting killed by an automobile
don't you remember
The man looked at her keenly. ITO
be sure he said, you are the little
evening-aren't you? I didn't recog-
nize you at first where's your SIS
'Wh-hat?' faltered Caryl1
Ct say where's your sister? re-
member her better than I do you"
The words were said with blunt
earncstness. and Caryl saw that the
speaker did not intend to wound her
vanity, yet she bridled slightly as she
answered.
my sister is at home. Of course
"Oh, then your home IS here IN New
York, is it?" asked Delaine.
1T is now" said Caryl, we came to
New York some months agony sis
ter and L
'Why?" asked Delaine.
Caryl thought quickly. She would
not tell this stunning looking man
the truth. She was ashamed to. The
man noticed her hesitation and has
tened to reassure her
Don't tell me if you prefer not to-
he said kindly.
ooh, that's all right" Caryl replied.
There's nothing much TO tell We left
home because our father married
second time-a coarse, uncOngenial
woman. We have our own apartment
here in New York and I have decided
to take up stenography, just for the
experience and to prove that could
support myself if necessary"
And your sister," asked Delaine.
What does she do?'
"Oh, she is writer" responded
the magazines and newspapers"
Then she stopped. astOnished at her
own skill in weaving rOmances.
(To be Continued.l
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