Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1913-07-26

Kamennoi- Ostrow, that the gentlemen |
came in.
Tryon Durham had had his much de-
sired talk with the famous Judge, but |
it had not been about law.
They had been drawn together by |
mutual consent, each discovering that |
the other was watching the young
stranger as she left the dining room. !
"she is charming" said the old man.
smiling into the face of the younger.
as she an intimate friend?"
IL hope So" stammered Durham
THAT is, should like to have her
consider me So"
"Ah!" said the old man, looking deep
into the others eyes with a kindly
smile, as IL he were recalling pleas
ant experiences OF his own. You are
fortunate fellow. / hope you may
succeed in making her think so. Do
you know, she interests me more than
most young women, and in some way
l cannot disconnect her with an oc-
currence which happened in my ofice
this afternoon"
The young man showed deep inter
est in the matter. and the Judge told
the story again, this time more in de-
tail.
They, drew a little apart from the
rest OF the men. The host, who had
| been warned by his wife TO give
young Durham an opportunity to talk
with the judge. saw that her plans
were succeeding admirably.
| IUhan he ,,,rlia
room the judge paused a moment to
listen, and then went on with his
| story.
There is a freight elevator just Cd
posite that left door of my Office, and
somehow cannot but think it had
something to do with the girls disap-
pearanee, although the door was
closed and the elevator was down on
the cellar floor all the time, as nearly
as I can find out"
The young man asked eager ques-
lions, feeling in his heart that the
story might in some way explain the
mystery of the young Eoman in the
other room.
Suppose you stop in the Office to.
/ morrow" said the judge. Perhaps
you'll get a glimpse of her, and then
bear me out in the statement that
she's like your friend. BY the way,
who is making such exquisite music?
Suppose we go and investigate. Mr..
Bowman, will you excuse us if we fol-
low the ladies'? We are anxious to
hear the music at closer range"
The other men rose and followed.
The girl did not pause or look up
II as they came in, but played on, while
the company listened with the most
rapt and wondering look. She was
playing with an empressement which
could not fail to command attention.
Tryon Durham, standing just behind
the Judge, was transfixed with amaze
ment. That this delicate girl could
ing,forth such an enhancing volume
of sound from the instrument was a
great surprise. That she was so ex,
quisite an artist filed him with kind
OF intoxicating elation-it was as
though she belonged to him.
At last she played LISTS brilliant
Hungarian Rhapsody, her slender
hands taking the tremendous chords
and octave runs with a precision and
rapidity that seemed inspired. The
final crash came in a shower of liquid
jewels of sound, and then she turned
to look at him, her one friend in that
company of strangers.
> He could see that she had been play
, ing under a heavy strain. Her face
looked weary and flushed, and her eye!
were brilliant with feverish excite
ment. Those eyes seemed to be plead
. ing with him now to set her free from
the kindly scrutiny of these good
! hearted, curious strangers. They gath
, cred about her in delight, pouring
; their questions and praises upon her.
! Where did you study? With SOM
] great master, am sure. Tell US al
about yourself We are dying to know
!, and will sit at your feet with grea
!, delight while you discourse"
4 Tryon Durham interrupted thes
: disquieting questions, by drawing hi
> watch from his pocket with apparen
> hasty remembrance. and giving wei
!, feigned exclamation of dismay.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Bowman; it is to-
bad to interrupt this delightful eve
!, ming" he apologized; but I'm afrai
if Miss Remington feels that she mus
take the next train, we shall have t
=, make all possible speed. Miss Rem
: ington, can you get your wraps on i
three minutes? Our carriage is prof.
!, ably at the door now"
With lock of relief, yet keeping u
her part OF dismay over the latenes
!, of the hour. the girl sprang to her fee
and hurried away to get her wraps, i
,, spite of her protesting hostess. Mr.!
= Bowman was held at bay with swee
= expressions of gratitude for the pleai
. ant entertainment. The great blac
= picture hat was settled becomingly o
- the small head, the black cloak throw
. over her gown, and the gloves ftte
= on hurriedly to hide the fact that the
. were too large.
IL And whom did you say you studio
a WITH" asked the keen hostess, Gete
~ mined TO be able to tell how great
" guest she had harbored for the ev
a ming.
le "Oh, is Mr.. Durham calling ne, Mr.
~ Bowman? You will excuse me fl
s. hurrying OF, won't you? And 1t b.
d been so lovely of you to ask me-pe