The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1914-07-18


and see Sara? Just to let her know
that she isn't without"
IT'S out OF the question, Redmond"
said his wife, a shocked expression In
her face as much as to say that he
must be quite out of his head to sug-
gest such 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" mumbied
he.
Hasn't she got a nurseH" demanded
his wife.
81 merely offered the suggestion in
order"
well, wen see her next week. Any
other news?"
Mrs. Booth, Brandon's mother, was
operated on for something OF other
day before yesterday"
"Oh, dear! The poor thing! WhereP'
philadelphia, of course"
81 wonder if--let me see, Leslie,
isn't there a good train to PhIladel-
phia at four o'clock? l could go"
Really, my dear" said her hus-
band sharply.
You forget how busy we are, moth
err" said Vivian, without a smile.
"Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wrandall. In
considerable confusion. WAS it a seri-
Gus operation, Redmond?"
They cut bone out of her nose,
that's all. Brandon says her heart Is
weak. They we're afraid Of the ether.
She's all right, Carroll says"
"Goodness!S cried Mrs. Wrandall.
One might have suspected a note of
disappointment in her voice.
81 shall go up to see Sara this after
noon," said Vivian calmly What's
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"
"Ill go up with you, WV" said Les
lie.
mo, you won't" said his sister fat
ly. "I'm going to apologize to her for
something l said to Brandon Booth.
You needn't tag along, Les"
At half-past Eve in the afternoon,
the Wrandall limousine stopped in
front of the tall apartment building
near the park, a footman jerked open
the door, ard Miss Wrandall stepped
out. At the same moment a 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
the absurd rule Of the house to be
carried out: mo one could get in
without being announced from below"
said the doorman.
81 en- get in all right, all right" said
the messenger boy. II got Telegram
for de loidy."
Go to the reari" exclaimed the
doorman, with some energy.
While Miss Wrandal waited in
Saras reception hall on the tenth floor,
the messenger, having traversed
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.
win you please step into the draw.
ing-room, Miss Wrandall," 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 1t mingled with
coins that were strangers to II 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 a woman in the drawing
room when Vivian entered, standing
we'll 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 a politely superior
person in pure white.
why, Sara" she began, 81 am so
glad to see you are up and"
The other woman came forward.
But am not Sara, Miss Wrandall,"
she said, in a 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 cav 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,
naturally"
Naturally" repeated Vivian, in
detached sort OF way. How is she
today? May see herr"
She is very much better. In fact,
she is sitting up in her room" A warm
flush suffused her face, shy smile APP
peared in her eyes. She is receiving
two gentlemen visitors. to be perfectly
honest. Miss Wrandall, her lawyer, Mr..