The Cairo bulletin., 1914-04-04

| closed, shadoWy eyes. and shook her
head Then she arose.
Let US go in. Hetty is eager to see
you again
They started up the terrace. His
| face clouded.
81 have had feeling all along that
she'd rather not have this portrait
painted, Mrs. Wrandall. A queer sort
of feeling that she doesn't just like the
idea OF being put on canvas"
Nonsense" she said, without look.
ing at him.
Hetty met them at the top of the
steps. The electric porch lights had
| Just been turned on by the butler The
| girl stood in the path of the light
Booth was never to forget the lowell
ness of her in that moment. He car
ried the image with him on the long
walk home through the black nj, ht
| Tile declined Sara's offer 10 send linn
| over in the car for the very rea on
| that he wanted the halffour of sol-
| tude in which to concentrate all the
impressions she had made on his
fancy.)
The three of them stood there fer a
| few minutes, awaiting the buffers an
| nouncement. Saras arm was about
| Hetty's shoulders. He was so taken
up with the picture they presented
that he scarcely heard their light chat
| ter. They were types of loneliness so
| full of contrast that he marveled at
| the power Of nature to create women
in the same mold and yet 10 model so
differently.
AS they entered the vestibule, q
servant came up with the word that
Miss Castleton was wanted at the
telephone, long distance from New
York"
The girl stopped in her tracks.
| Booth looked at her in mild surprise,
condition which gave way an instant
later to perpleXity. The look of an
noyance in her eyes could not be dis.
gused or mistaken.
ASK him to call me up later, Wat.
| son." she said quietly.
This is the third time he has called
| Miss Castleton," said the man. "Yeu
were dressing, If you please, ma'am,
| the first time"
Il will come" she interrupted sharp.
ly, with a curious glance at Sara, who
for some reason avoided meeting
Booths gaze.
"Tell him we shall expect him on
Friday" said Mrs. Wrandall
"By George!" thought Booth, as she
left them. Il wonder if 1t can be Les
lie. If it is--well, he wouldn't be fiat
tered II he could have seen the look in
her eyes.
Later on, he had no trouble in gath
ering that it was Leslie Wrandall who
called, but he was very much in the
dark as to the meaning of that ex-
| pressiye look. He only knew that she
was in the telephone room for ten min
utes or longer. and that all trace of
emotion was gone from her face when
| she rejoined them with brief apology
| for keeping them waiting.
He left at ten-thirty, saying good
L
walked to the steps with him.
Don't you think her voice is love-
ly?" she asked. Hetty had sung for
them.
Il dare say" he responded absently.
Give you my word, though, wasn't
thinking of her voice. She Is lovely"
He walked home as If in dream.
The spell was on him.
Far in the night, he started up from
the easy chair in which he had been
smoking and dreaming and racking
his brain by turns.
"By Jove!" he exclaimed aloud. IL
remember! I've got it! And tomor-
row I'll prove it,
Then he went to bed, with the storm
from the sea pounding about the
house, and slept serenely until Pat
and Mary wondered whether he meant
to get up at all
pat" said he at breakfast, 81 want
you to 60 to the city this morning and
fetch out all of the Studios you can
find about the place. The old ones are
| IN LDdG lldllau NAH scat anu thI Athto
ones are in the studio. Bring all Of
them"
There's a divvil of a bunch of
thim," said Pat ruefully.
He was not to begin eketching the
figure until the following day After
luncheon, however, he had an appoint
ment to inspect Hettys wardrobe, o.
tensbly for the purpose OF picking out
gown for the picture As a matter
of fact, he had decided the point to
his own satisfaction the night before.
She should pose for him in the dainty
J white dress she had worn on that oc-
casion.
: While they were going over the ex'
tensiye assortment of gowns, with
Sara as the judge from whom there
seemed to be no appeal, he casually
inquired If she had ever posed before
He watched her closely as he put
the question. She was holding up q
beautiful point lace creation for his
inspection, and there was pleading
smile on her lips. 1t must have beer
her favorite gown. The smile faded
away. TIE hand that dangled the gar
ment before his eyes suddenly be