El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1914-02-28
CHAPTER XIX.


II ELLEY DELAINE greeted Caryl
with his usual poIiteness when
~ she appeared at his rooms the
following morning. The girl knew
him too we'll now to fear that he
would refer by word or look to their
encounter at the studio entrance He
had passed her and her companion
then with no sign of recognition eX-
cept his lifted hat Now his manner
gave her no reason to fancy that he
appreciated that she had lied to him
Yesterday noon. Yet in the bottom of
her soul she knew that he knew, and
the thought made her feel insignifi-
cant and chiIdishly embarrassed
'T shall be ready for you in a mo-
ment or two" he said. an the mean
tine, here is a letter that some one
has sent to you in my care"
he handed her the letter and
Caryl felt her face burning under his
brief glance. She slipped the epistle
unopened into her handbag Intui-
ton told her that it was from Had
ley, and she did not care to read it
in the presence of this man whom
she was beginning to hate with the
antaSOniSm of a weak nature for
dominant one.
I shall not keep you past your
lunch hour today, DelaIne re-
marked when he had finished sorting
cut some papers on his desk Il
want YOU to take down a little die
tatiOn this morning and transcribe it,
and that viii be all I was sorry You
had to come back here and finish
yesterday. You must have got wet on
the way home"
L did. answered Caryl st was
soaked" She hesitated- Julia reached
home quite dry, though she added
Indeed commented DeIaine with
no show Of concern or interest She
was Fortunate
Caryl bit her lips with anger as
she bent over her notebook She had
a suspicion that Delaine had brought
her sister home, but she could not
make him betray this fact She had
asked Julia a few questions, content
ing herself with an expression Of as
tCnishment at the dry condition Of her
clothing when she reached her room,
but her sister had offered no explana-
ton.
When the dietation was finished the
girl laid down her pad with an az
fCcted laugh.
4 think | know the lady you have
been describing, Mr.. Delaine, she
voice. She was too angry to be dis
Greet It's my sister Julia.
She had the short satisfaction of
seeing the man startled for an in
euce. but when he spoke it was in his
usual courteous, Unconditional voice
1T would probably fit any one of a
thousand other women as perfectly as
it does your sister he replied There
are only three OF four types OF women
and they all look about alike in
print"
He lit a cigaret and turned again to
his desk. Caryl Segan her copying
with the Inundated and chagrined
sensation of one who has been
snubbed.
When her task was finished, she
spoke again. rs there anything else
you wish me to do now, Mr. Delaine %
she asked formally, not raising her
eyes from her machine.
No I think not the man an
swered, turing around from his desk
and facing her. Except. Miss Mar
vim he went on hesitatingly, Il
would be glad if YOU would try to be
2 little more careful with you tipping.
The last copy you did for me is not
rs well done as were some others I !
nave had from you"
Caryl flushed crimson with embar- /
EASEMENT and vexatiOn- IF my work I
ISN'T satisfactory" she began haught- /
ly. But her employer interrupted /
Ter with a tolerant smile.
Yes, YES. I know But you see, {
maybe I couldn't get another stenOg- !
'apher who would suit me any better ;