Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1914-12-23
3 CHAPTER TX ~ Continued.

! ~. u Madonna, beg that we talk OF
Z something else than myself" he con-
.tinued. These pictures Of De Bush's
par example. You must 60 to them;
He Is wonderful as an interpreter
either of character or personality"
4: III Very vel, {" said she, not looking at
\ him, for. she was piqued at the purely
friendly tunsent imental glance with
Which he had returned her somewhat
ianguishing one. l5s... ,.@15
.1K4s How he avoided the PERSONAL It
seemed as though he feared it above
every thing, and detecting the approach
of an Intimate note, chSnged the
theme at once. I. n N a. ri .@,. 3Sa$
$ssf II have curious sketch OF Leigh's
with me-" he said, changing the sub
ject determine dly; "would you care to
u see it 2" Il g. 3 Il }S5y
Oh, yes, I like that man Leigh-al-
though he never pays the slightest at
tention to me-nor indeed to any WON
II IN, for that matter. He looks as II he
could .<be intensely interesting II he
would only talk. But though I have
known him, en- PEASANT, for years.
I never seem to get at him at all. a
.$s 2sElj ou are certainly right in suppos-
ling him to be interesting!" exclaimed
Pedro, his eyes lighting up at this ap-
probation Of his friend. "He is a man
among men! a great mind; a sincere
artist. One night not long ago we
were talking about form in music. and
The told me that he had caught nature
herself demonstrating their intimate
3 kinship. Listen-hes saw the Pocantico
hills against the sunset, and suddenly
ut occurred to him that IL FIVE parallel
4 lines were drawn behind them lin q
given space Gas the: foundations of.
music score are drawn) the outlines of
the hills against them would form q
melody where the extreme height and
depths Of outline occurred. He made:
81 drawing OF the hills. cut It out. laid
. It upon the FIVE black lines, and behold
"a melody resulted, which he showed
me upon the piano. He afterward gave
me the drawing; it 10 in this pocket, I
think" Il MI. + 4. +, sS
He fumbled in the depths of the old
green coat, while Iris waited with
bated breath. y S &
.ii q How good he was Ito look at; .
strife slight, possibly; but what won
$derful hair he had, that curled a little.
sIAh,, he had found the paper! 5..:s
Together they were leaning over It
as be spread 1t upon the tablecloth.
when, a sharp exclamation from across
the room caused them to look up
I hastily. In the doorway stood Reginald
Yanderpool. his aristocratic clean
.sshaven face for the instant blanched.
This eyes fixed upon Pedro as though
I'm fascinated unbelief Iris covered
the odd situation quickly. \ }}85sss5
III "Signor Pedro" she said, this Is
'smy father" 5A5.S 5.s
On the moment the mans face be-
came impassive, and with courteous
grace he advanced to greet the guest
Sat his table. ..1 ~' ",.s ,i
Sc Are you the painter of whom the
morning paper speaks p he inquired Of
Pedro. Pardon my not knowing 4
ct suppose am" replied Pedro
.composedly. =, A-.sll
/ shall be interested in seeing
/ your work." said Vanderpool. But his
4 tone was perfunctory, except, for a.
mote of what might have been disap-
Gpointment. After this he spoke very
little, but whenever the conversation
between his daughter and Pedro be-
came most animated he would steal
covert look at the youth-a look full
Ioi interest and something else, too,
which would have been difficult for an
y observer to define
A servant, entering with a note,
caused a diversion, and as he put the
envelope into his pocket, Vanderpool
arose, although he had scarcely eaten
anything. -:....... 81"
Sorry, but I must run along" he
said. and went out as abruptly as he
II had come. H"
Iris suggested the gray room, and
they climbed the stair; to 1t and sat
!, themselves upon the sofa where Hill
y and she had quarreled. But no ghost
of a former dove haunted her now. In
stead, her infatuation for Pedro burned
higher every moment. She must find
some method Of attaching him and of
assuring their meeting frequently, 80
that she might have opportunity grad
.ually to bind him by more tender ties.
Then, too, that miniature In the desk
seemed to haunt her-that and her "a
theirs start when he entered the dining
room. But among her numerous Ques-
%tionings, one thing she could and
would discover: What did Pedro
know about Hill?
vi "Have you known Mr. Hill long?"
she asked. II see that it is his studio
that you have taken"
NO." said he; II have seen him only
once. But I feela great friendship for
him." he added in significant Tone
She changed the subject hastily.
4 How could this stranger have learned
OF her former attachment? And yet