The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1913-09-03
>e Livingston Hill Lutz

The girl obeyed the motion of the
servant and slipped up to the dress
ing-room as if she were a. frequent
guest in the house, but it was in some
| trepidation that Tryon Durham re-
moved his overcoat and arranged his
necktie. He had caught a passing
glimpse OF the assembled company,
and knew that Mr.. Bowman was
growing impatient for his dinner. His
heart almost failed him now that the
girl was out of sight. What IL she
should not prove to be accustomed to
society, after all, and should show it?
Hew embarrassing that would be-
He had seen her only in a half-light
as yet. How had he dared?
But it was too late now, for he was
coming from the dressing-room, and
Mrs. Bowman was approaching them
with outstretched hands, and a well
come in her face.
my dear Miss Remington, it is so
good of you to help me out! l can
see by the first glance that it is going
to be privilege to know you. l can't
thank you enough for waving formal
ities''
1T was very lovely of you to ask
me-" said the girl, with perfect COM
posture, "a stranger"
Don't speak of it, dear. Mr. Dun
| hams friends are not strangers, | as
sure you. Tryon, didn't you tell her
how long we have known each other?
| shall feel quite hurt if you have
never mentioned me to her. Now.
come, for my cook is in the last
stages of despair over the dinner
Miss Remington, how do you manage
to loo so fresh and lovely after a
! long ca voyage? You must tell me
| YOU secret"
| The young man looked down at the
girl and saw that her dress was in
perfect taste for the occasion, and
| also that she was very young and
| beautiful. He was watching her
with a kind of proprietary pride as
| she moved forward to be introduced
| to the other guests, when he saw her
| sweep one quick glance around the
room, and for just an instant hesitate
/ and draw back. Her face grew white;
| then, with supreme effort, she con-
trolled her feelings, and went through
her part with perfect ease.
/ When Judge Blackwell was intro
! duced to the girl, he looked at her
with what seemed to Durham to be
more than passing interest; but the
/ keen eyes were almost immediately
/ transferred to his own face, and the
young man had no further time to
watch his protegee, as dinner was
Immediately announced
| Miss Remington was seated next
to Durham at the table, with the
Judge on her other side. The young
man was pleased with the arrange
ment, and sat furtively studying the
delicate tinting of her face, the dainty
/ line of cheek and chin and ear the
sweep of her dark lashes, and the
ripple of her brown hair, as he tried
to converse easily with her, as an old
/ friend might
Il At length the Judge turned to the
i girl and said:
i Miss Remington, you remind me
strongly of young woman who was
in my Office this afternoon"
Il The delicate color f1ickered out OF
the girls face entirely, leaving even
| her lips white, but she lifted her dark
i eyes bravely to the kindly blue ones
and with sweet dignity baff1ed the
questioned recognition in his look.
Yes, you are SO much like heI
that | would think you were-her sis
ter perhaps, if it were not for the
name" Judge Blackwell went on
"She was a most interesting and
beautiful young lady" The old gen
tleman bestowed upon the girl a looB
that was like a benediction. Excuse
me for speaking of it, but her dress
was something soft and beautiful, like