New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-12-06

suppose YOU have seen it. The photograph YOU know
Of course; but did YOU such a lovely reproduc
ton? think that shall frame it just it is 1t is
softer and more beautiful even than the photograph
itself
He showed her the lengh picture Of herself. She
looked at it approvingy
Am really as nice as that" she murmurcd.
"Niccr by far he assured her smiling. ~Thcrc are
qualities in your face. Dear, that photographer
could ever know anything about And DO YOU see what
a wonderful person YOU are; TWO pages biography
or interview something. Nobody ever wanted 20 in
terview me at that length.
She leaned over his shoulder you stupid person.
she declared AS though YOU could possibly compare
usl"
81 am not jealous" he laughed; ~but there's no il
Illustrated paper could find much to say about me-
Here YOU are! Born gracious! you're twenty-threc
years old!-no, twcntyfour! Stock companies for so
long-musical comedies 50 long-your first great sue
cess 1ukc. You were playng-why, what's the mat
ter, Sybl? What is it, Dcar?'
lie broke of suddenly and looked at her in amaze
IL ment. \ hoarse little cry had broken from her
lips. the color was fading from her checks. She
gazing inteny at the page from which he had been idly
quoting.
Its thcrcl" she cried. "Thcrcl"
Jcrmyn looked from the paper to her. and back again.
whats thcrc?' he asked "Sybil, don't understand
She opened her lips and closed them again Her eyes
were still disended the fingers Of one hand clutch
ing his shoulder She reading certain paragraph.
He followed her eyes There nothing to be read
except the ordinary story, few simple facts OF her
earlier career She had been playing in stock cOmpa-
MES at Blackpool when she was compelled to give up
her position and 90 to London take her sister to
hospital. When she waiting for operation to
take place a small part was offered to her at the last
moment in London production She the success Of
the play From that moment she had never looked back
what on earth wrong with it, Dear he persisted.
Il can't anything not line that you should not be
proud Of
She was beginning to recover herself Her checks,
though were still ivory white. Even her lips al
most bloodless. "Thcre-isn't anything she facred
Forgive me- am just a little hystcrca Seeing il all
down there made me think Of my struggles OF those
early days. It was hard work, Jernyn.
MY DEAR he said consoingy. you mustn't
Those days all over and done with now. II YOU
think of them at ALL YOU should think OF them with
pride You should be as proud Of yourself as am OF
YOU think that YOU fought your way through every
thing, alone and unheped.'
is there another Of those papers in the house, she
asked.
He shook his head Not that know Of"
She deliberately page and thrust into the
bosom Of her gown. 81 don't want people 20 read this
and make fun Of me, she said. Keep the rest OF It
here. Don't let anyone see it,.
NO one will come in here, Dear. he promised. "Of
course think you're foolish little girl. ! should be
very proud Of that biography, if | were YOU. Now
don't lets think any of it, though We'd better
go across into the drawing and say goodnight. |
think l shall pack YOU of to bed DO YOU know that
its nearly eleven oclock;'
She rose to her feet All the life and spirits Of few
hours ago seemed to have gone. Once more the little
wrinkle there by her eyes She seemed all the time
to be thinking.
"Jermyn she asked, "how long is Lord Lakcnham
going TO stay hcrc2"
He is of tomorrow or the next day think, JIernyn
replied "unles YOU have turned his head completely.
You seem TO have got over your dislike Of him. he
added, smiling. a very little more and should have