The Ely miner., 1914-08-07

| town.
by the way, my DEAR" he said to
his wife, trifie irrelevantly, don't
you think it would be right for you
and Vivian to drop in this afternoon
and see Sara? Just to let her know
that she isn't without"
Its out of the question, Redmond"
| said his wife, shocked expression In
her face as much as to say that ne
must be quite out of his head to sug-
gest such a thing. 1--WE shall be dread
fully busy for several days, unpacking
| and-well. doing all sorts Of necessary
things"
She is pretty sick, hear" mumbled
he.
Hasn't she got nurse?" demanded
his wife.
Il merely offered the suggestion in
| order"
well, we'll see her next week. Any
other news?"
Mrs. Booth, Brandon's mother. was
operated on for something or other
day before yesterday"
"Oh, dear! The poor thing! Where?"
philadelphia, of course"
T wonder if--let me see, Leslie.
isn't there a good train to Philadel-
phia at four o'clock? I could 60"
Really, my DEAR" said her hus-
/ band sharply.
You forget how busy we are, moth
err" said Vivian, without smile.
'Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wrandall, in
considerable confusion. WAS it seri-
Gus operation, Redmond?"
"They cut bone out of her nose,
that's all. Brandon says her heart is
weak. They were afraid of the ether.
She's all right, Carroll says"
"Goodness!" cried Mrs. Wrandall.
One might have suspected note of
disappointment in her voice.
Il shall go up to see Sara this after
noon," said Vivian calmly. Whats
the number of her new apartment?"
You have been up to see her, of
course" said Mrs. Wrandall acidly.
He fidgetted. 81 didn't hear of her
| illness until yesterday"
"I'll go up with you, Viv." said Les
| lie.
mo, you won't" said his sister fiat
| ly. I'm going to apologize to her for
something I said to Brandon Booth.
You needn't tag along, Les"
At half-past five in the afternoon
the Wrandall limousine stopped in
| front of the tall apartment building
near the park, fcotman jerked oper
the door, and Miss Wrandall stepped
out. At the same moment telegraph
messenger boy paused on the sidewalk
to compute the artistic but puzzling
numerals on the imposing grilled doors
of the building.
Miss Wrandall had herself an
nounced by the obsequious doorman,
and stood by in patience to wait for
carried out: "No one could get in
without being announced from below"
said the doorman.
II en- get in all right, all right" said
the messenger boy, II got Telegram
| for de loidy."
go to the rear!" exclaimed the
doorman, with some energy.
While Miss Wrandall waited in
Sara's reception hall on the tenth floor,
the messenger, having traversed a
more devious route, arrived with his
| message.
Watson took the envelope and told
him to wait. Five minutes passed.
Miss Wrandall grew very uncomfort-
able under the persistent though COM
| plimentary gaze of the street urchin.
He stared at her, wide-eyed and ad.
miring, his tribute to the glorious. She
stared back occasionally, narrow-eyed
and reproving, her tribute to the gro-
tesque.
will you please step into the draw
ing-room, Miss Wrandan," said Wat
son, returning. He led her across the
small foyer and threw open a door,
She passed into the room beyond.
Then he turned to the boy who stood
beside the hall seat, making change
for a quarter as he approached
Here" he said, handing him the re-
ceipt book and a dime, that's for
YOU" He dropped the quarter into his
own pocket, where it mingled with
coins that were strangers to it up to
that instant, and imperiously closed
the door behind the boy who failed to
say thank YOU" Every man to his
| trade!
| There was woman in the drawing
room when Vivian entered, standing
well over against the windows with
her back to the light. The visitor
stopped short in surprise. She had
expected to find her sister-in-law in
bed, attended by politely superior
| person in pure white.
"Why, Sara" she began, Il am so
| glad to see you are up and"
The other woman came forward
''But l am not Sara, Miss Wrandall,"
she said, in well-remembered voice.
How do you do?"
| & Vivian found herself looking into
the face Of Hetty Castleton. Instantly
she extended her hand.
This is a surprised" she exclaimed
When did you return? Leslie told
me your plans were quite settled when
he saw you in Lucerne. Oh, see! OF
course! How stupid of me. Sara sent
for you"
"She has been quite ill.," said Het-
ty, non-committally. I'VE got in yester-
day. l thought my place was here,