The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-06-11

| two gentlemen YlSltorS, 70 De peEleClJ
honest, Miss Wrandall, her lawyer, MI
Carroll, and-Mr. Booth"
They were seated side by side on
the uncomfortable Louis Seize divan
in the middle Of the room.
Perhaps she won't care to see me
after an audience so fatiguing," said
Miss Wrandall sweetly. "And so ex
asperating," she added, with a smile.
Hetty looked her perplexity.
'But she will see you. Miss Wran'
dall-if you don't mind waiting. It is
business conference they're hav'
ing"
An ironic CLEAN appeared in the cor
ner Of Vivian's eye. "Oh," she said
and waited. Hetty smiled uncertain
ly. All at once the tall American girl
was impressed by the wistful, almost
humble look in the Englishwoman's s
eyes, an appealing look that caused
her to wonder not little. Like fash
she jumped at an obvious conclusion,
and almost caught her breath. This
cir! loved Booth and was losing him!
Vivian exulted for moment and then,
with an impulse she could not quite
catalogue, laid her hand on the others
slim fingers, and murmured somewhat
hazily: Never mind, never mind!"
ooh, you must wait" cried Hetty
not at all in touch with the Others
mood. Sara expects to see you. The
men will be out in a few minutes"
"I think l will run in tomorrow
morning" said Vivian hastily. She
arose almost Immediately and again
extended her hand. $50 glad to see
you back again, Miss Castleton. Come
and see me. Give my love to Sara"
She took her. departure in some
haste, and in her heart she was rejoic.
ing that she had not succeeded in ma.
king a fool Of herself by confessing to
Sara that she had said unkind things
about her to Brandon Booth.
Hetty resumed her seat in the broad
French window and stareds out over
the barren treetops in the park A
frightened, pathetic droop returned to
her lips. It had been there most of
| the day.
In Sara's boudoir, the doors Of which
were carefully closed, three persons
were in close, even repressed confer
ence. The young mistress Of the house
sat propped up in a luxurious chaise-
lounge, wan but intense. Confronting
here were the two men, leaning for
ward in their chairs. Mr.. Carroll held
in his hand a number Of papers, prom
inent among them being three or four
kilograms. Booths face was radiant
despite the serious matter that occu-
pied his mind. He had reached town
early in the morning in response to a
telephone message from Carroll an
nouncing the sudden, unannounced ap-
pearance of Hetty Castleton at his Of
fees on the previous afternoon. The
girls arrival had been most unexpect-
ed. She walked in on Mr.. Carroll, ac-
companied by her maid, who had dis
tinctly sheepish look in her eyes and
seemed eager to explain something
but could not find the opportunity.
With some frmness, Miss Castleton
had asked Mr.. Carroll to explain why
the woman had been set to spy upon
her every moment, q demand the wor-
thy lawyer could not well meet for the
good and sufficient reason that he
wasn't very clear about it himself.
Then Hetty broke down and cried.
confessing that she was eager to 80 to
Mrs. Wrandall, at the same time sob
bing out something about symbolic
dicky-bird, much to Mr.. Carroll's Won
der and perplexity.
He sent the maid from the room,