The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1914-06-25

me-, he added gracefully Then he
pointed up the terrace. isn't she
picture? Cad, it's lovely-the whole
effect. That picture against the sky
He stopped short, and the sentence
was never finished, although she wait
ed for him to complete it before re-
marking:
"Her heart is not in the highlands"
You mean-something's gone
wrong"
ooh, no." she said, still smiling;
nothing like that. Her heart is in
the lowlands. You would consider
!, Washington square to be in the low
| lands, wouldn't your"
"Oh, l see," he said slowly you
mean she's thinking of Leslie
Who knows? 1t was a venture on
my part that's all. She may be think
| ing of you, Mr.. Booth
| "Or some chap in old England, that's
more like it," he retorted. "She can't
be thinking Of me, you know. No one
| ever thinks Of me when I'm out of
view. Out of sight, out of mind. No;
she's thinking of something a long
way off-or some one, if you choose to
have it that way"
She smiled upon him with half
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
Il have had feeling all along that
she'd rather not have this portrait
| inf dol
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 night.
Gle declined Saras offer to send him
over in the car for the very reason
that he wanted the half-hour of soil
tude in which to concentrate all the
impressions she had made on his
fancy)
The three Of them stood there for a
few minutes, awaiting the buffers an
nouncement. Sara's 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 to model sc
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
a condition which gave way an instant
later to perplexity. The look of an
noyance in her eyes could not be dis
guised 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. "Yo,
were dressing, if you please, ma am
the first time"
Il will come" she interrupted sharp
I ly, with curious glance at Sara, wht
3 for some reason avoided meeting
Y Booths gaze.
: Tell him we shall expect him OF
K Friday" said Mrs. Wrandall.
/ by George!" thought Booth, as sh
left them. Il wonder If it can be Les
d lie If it is-well, he wouldn't be fat
d tered if he could have seen the look Il
: her eyes.
d Later on, he had no trouble in gath
e ering that it was Leslie Wrandall VIII
: called, but he was very much in tn
n dark as to the meaning Of that e1
d pressive look. He only knew that sh
+ was in the telephone room for ten mir
g utes or longer, and that all trace O
d emotion was gone from her face whe
e she rejoined them with brief apolog
for keeping them waiting.
He left at ten-thirty, saying goo
e night to them on the terrace. Sar
n walked to the steps with him.
a Don't you think her voice Is love
) ly?" she asked. Hetty had sung TO
e them.
2. Il dare say" he responded absent,
a "Give you my word, though, I WASH
If thinking Of her voice. She is lovely.
IL He walked home as if in a dream
l, The spell was on him.
n Far In the night, he started up fro1
e the easy chair in which he had bee
II smoking and dreaming and rackin
It his brain by turns.
n "By Jove!" he exclaimed aloud.
e remember! I've got it! And tomo
l. row I'll prove it"
e Then he went to bed, with the stor1
e from the sea pounding about tn
house, and slept serenely until Ps
e. and Mary wondered whether he NEAR
s, to get up at all
g. Pat" said he at breakfast, 81 wal
r YOU to 20 to the city this morning an
in fetch out all of the Studios you ca
find about the place. The old ones al
le in that Italian hall seat and the la
ly ones are in the studio. Bring all
them"
re '.There's a divvil of a bunch
thim," said Pat ruefully.
le He was not to begin sketching tt
lie figure until the following day. Aft
se luncheon. however. ha had an appoin
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