The Prescott daily news. (Prescott, Ark.) 1907-1941, 1914-01-06

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till | am free to go with you. No one
can follow you here, or suspect that
| you had gone out to dinner at
strangers house Believe me, 1t is
the very safest thing you could do.
This is the house. Will you go in
with me? If not, l must tell the
driver to take us somewhere else"
But what will she think of me-"
she said in trepidation, "and how can
| do such a thing as to steal into
woman's house to dinner In this
wayl Besides, / am not dressed for
formal occasion"
The carriage stopped before the
door now, and the driver was getting
down from his seat.
Indeed. she will think nothing
about it," Durham assured her lex.
cept to be glad that she has the right
number of guests. Her dinners are
delightful affairs usually, and you
have nothing to do but talk about i'm
personal matters for little while
and be entertaining. She was most
insistent that you take no thought
about the matter of dress. She said
it would be perfectly understood that
you were travelling, and that the invi-
tation was unexpected. You can say
that your trunk has not come, or has
gone ahead. Will you Gomez"
Then the driver opened the car
riage door.
In an instant the gill assumed the
self-contained manner she had worn
when she had first spoken to him.
She stepped quietly from the car
riage, and only answered In a low
voice, Il suppose I'd better. II you
wish It,"
Durham paused for a moment to
give the driver a direction about car
rying the great pasteboard box to
his club. This idea had come as
sudden inspiration. He had not
thought Of the necessity of getting rid
of that box before.
IF ii becomes necessary, where shall
| say you are going this EVENING""
he asked in low tone, as they turned
to 60 up the steps. She summoned
a faint, Pickering smile
When people have been travelling
abroad and are stopping over in the
city, they often go to Washington, do
they not?" she asked half shyly.
The door swung open before they
could say another word, and the
| young man remembered that he
must introduce his new friend. AS
| there was no further opportunity to
ask her about her name, he must
trust to luck
The girl obeyed the motion Of the
| servant and slipped up to the dress
| ing-room as If she were frequent
guest in the house, but it was In some
trepidation that Tryon Durham re
moved his overcoat and arranged his
necktie. He had caught a passing
| glimpse Of the assembled company,
and knew that Mr.. Bowman was
growing impatient for his dinner. His
heart almost failed him now that the
girl was out of sight What IL she
should not prove to be accustomed to
society, after all, and should show it?
Hew embarrassing that would be.
He had seen her only in half-light
as yet. How had he dared?
F, But 1t was too late now, for he was
coming from the dressing-room, and
Mrs. Bowman was approaching them
with outstretched hands, and a vel.
come in her face.
My dear Miss Remington, 1t is so
good of you to help me out! | can
see by the first glance that it is going
to be privilege to know you. can't
thank you enough for waving formal
tiles"
1T was very lovely of you to ask
me-" said the girl. with perfect com
posture. "a stranger"
Don't speak of 1t, dear. Mr.. Dun
hams friends are not strangers, | as
sure you. Tryon, didn't you tell her
how long we have known each other?
| shall feel quite hurt IL you have
never mentioned me to her. Now.
come. for my cook Is in the last
stages of despair over the dinner.
Miss Remington, how do you manage
to look so fresh and lovely after a
long sea voyage? You must tell me
your secret"
The young man looked down at the
girl and saw that her dress was in
| perfect taste for the occasion. and
also that she was very young and
beautiful. He was watching her
with a kind of proprietary pride as
she moved forward to be introduced
to the other guests, when he saw her
sweep one quick glance around the
room, and for just an instant hesitate
and draw back. Her face grew white: