El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-12-20
The TwO Sisters
By virginia Terhune van De Water.
CHAPTER Xxx. CContinuedJ.

7 her eargerness to be gone Caryl
Marvin brushed almost roughly
past Mrs. Halloran, who looked
after her, the expression Of anxiety
increased rather than lessened BY the
girls flippant speech.
I mistrust me it amt a girl you'll
be lunchin' with she said in a low
voice. although there was nobody near
to hear her soliloquy. ITS a hundred
pities when a workin' girls as pretty
as you and so silly too. It's your sis
ter I'd. trust-not yOu-pOOr girIr'
Her exclamation of compassion was
intended rather for Julia than Tor Ju-
las sister. StiIl, it was with flushed
cheeks that she alighted at the corner
below the studio building and FASTENED
to meet SOmerdyke.
He was awaiting her in the vestibule,
as she knew he would be. His back
was toward the door by which she en-
tered and she was by his elbow ard
had spoken his name before he saw
her. Then he started IN surprise
HallOH' ne exclaimed Il have been
watching the elevator for the past ten
minutes, expecting you to come down
from Delaine's apartment. Where have
you been2"
Then. as his eyes took in her change
Of costume and rather conspicuous
dress, she fancied that a CLEAN OF min
gled amusement and cynicism lighted
his eyes for a mOment-but, before she
could be certain, it was gone
Where shell we lunch2" asked Som
erdyke, after he and Caryl had shaken
hands ! always like the girl to de-
eide on the restaurant"
How should 1 know where to gO2'
she asked na1Tely, lifting her deep blue
eyes to his dark ones and smiling be-
witchingly- You forget that am a
stranger in New YOrg.n
Then you don't know New YOrks
fashionable restaurants at all?" queried
SOmerdyke, as they strolled slowly
along the street
NO" she admitted, shaking her
head gu see my sister and / only
came here last spring, and have been
working so hard learning my profess
sion that I have had no time to think
OF pleasure of any kind Now that I
am a fUnfledged stenOgrapher shall
III remember" said SomerdyIe. and
Csryl appreciated that she had as good
as told him that she was now in z pO-
sitiOn 10 receive invitations. But he
did not appear 10 notice her break. for
he suggested, without any further
comment suppose we 90 10 the Van
derbilt"
aAn right" assented the girl de-
0urely- She tried not TO let her voice
culver with delight She. Caryl Mar
vim, a poor stenOgrapher. living in a.
cheap lodging in West TWenty-secO
How wonderful il was and how she
wished this experience could last
longer than an hour or two, The
thought suggested an idea to her.
Good exclaimed Somerdyke. Lets
walk, and that VIII give me a chance
to attend to an errand on the way
over"
What the "errand" was was proved
by his stopping in 2 few minutes at
Broadway florists and buying a great
mass Of roses which he bade Caryl
fasten at her belt. The smiling sales
man handed her long pin for the pur-
pose. and she could hardly suppress
a gasp of surprise when she heard
him mention in a low voice TO SOmer-
dyke the price of the pink beauties
that the purchaser seemed TO value so
lightly
'Thank you ever and ever so nuch:a-
she said as they reached the street
again These roses are wonderful.
and do love flOWersP'
You should wear them always, child.
and always of that hue of pink. They
just match your cheeks No, they don't
not noW," he teased as her color
deepened- The American Beauty makes
the other roses pale by contrast
While SOmerdylCe and the waiter
were in consultation, she leaned back
in her chair and looked about her
How cool and how lovely it was in
here, An. this kind of thing was life
the life for which she was intended
She glanced at the other women in
see how unOstentatiOusly some of them
were dressed A man and woman
passed. and CaryIs eyes followed the
WOman's nerfect figure WOnderinglv.
How swell she looked. and yet how
simDle her clothes Weret
what are YOU thinking abOut2'
asked SOmerdvke. and she started from
her musings at the sound OF his voice
Il have been watching YOU for fully
three minutes. and YOU have not looked
in my direction once What were you
thinking of"
7 was thinking" she declared blunt
". ''of how 7 love all the fine things
that rich people can enjoy-and es-
pccially how much I do love pretty
clothes. and I was Wishing 7 could
have all of them that 7 would like 70
have"
There came into his ewes a look she
did not understan d-a mingling cyni-
cism and triumph"
(To be cOntinued.1
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