The Madisonian. (Richmond, Ky.) 1913-1914, 1914-05-26
CHAPTER OU.
BY the SunDiaL.

Eyes arched with fan-shielded whis-
pers. and fair faces, foreshortened as
they turned back over powder-white
shoulders, followed their sWallow-like
movement. From an Overwhelming
circle of masculine deyotees Katharine
Fargo watched them with smile that
cloaked an increasing and unweicome
question.
Katharine had never looked more
mirror at GLADDEN. Hall had assured
her of that. Never had her poise been
more superb, her toilet more enraptur-
ing. She was exquisitely gowned in
rose colored mousseline-de-sote. en-
hroidered In tiny brilliants laid on IN
Greek patterns From her neck, In a
single splendid loop Of iridescence
against the rosy mist, depended those
fabulous pearis-"the kind you sim
ply can't believe" as Betty Page con-
fded to her partner-on whose news
paper reproduction (actual diameter)
metropolitan shop-girls had been wont
to gaze with glistening eyes; and with
in their milky circlet, on her rounded
breast, trembled three pale gold-veined
orchids.
Watching that Quadrille through her
dropping emerald-tinted eyes, she had
received a sudden enlightening impress
sion of Shirley's flawless beauty. At
the tournament her f1eeting glimpse
had adjudged the other merely sweetly
pretty. The Chalmers surrey had
stopped en- route for Shirley. but in
her wraps and veil she had then been
all but invisible. This had been Kath-
arine's first adequate view, and the
sight of her radiant charm had the
effect almost of blow.
For Katharine, be it said, had wholly
surrendered to the old, yet new, at
traction that had swept her ON the
tourney field. And what had lain al
ways in the back Of her mind as half
formed intention, had become self
admitted purpose during the motor
ride.
In another moment the waltz tainted
out, to be succeeded by a duex-temps,
and presently the host, in his crimson
cloak, was doff1ng his pfumed hat be
fore her. Circling the polished floor
in the maze, there was something
gratefully like former days in the as
sured touch, the true and ready guild
ance. The intrusive question faded
He was the John Valiant she had al
ways known, of flashing repartee and
graceful compliment, yet with touch
of dignity, too-as befftted the lord
of manor-which sat well upon him
After a decorous dozen of rounds, she
took his arm and allowed her perfect
figure to be conducted through the
various rooms Of the ground floor
chatting in quite the old-time way, till
a new gallant claimed her.
The mellow strings made on thef1
merry tune, and at length the Wash
ington Post marched all in flushed
unity of purpose to the great muslin
walled porch with its array of tables
groaning under viands concocted By
Aunt Daphne for the delectation o.
the palate-weary.
And then once more the waltz-strai1
supervened and in the yellow parlol
JOY was again unconfned.
Again Valiant claimed Katharine
and they glided OFT on <The Beautiful
Danube" Her paleness now had {
tinge Of color, but nevertheless h'
thought she dropped. You are tired.
he said, "shan't we sit it out?"
ooh, do you mind?" she responded
gratefully. 'It has been fairly siren
uous day, hasn't it,"
He guided her to corridor, wher'
branches of rhododendron screened al
alcove Of settees and seductive cush
ions. Here, her WEAKNESS seemed pu
to rout There was no dropping o
fringed lids. no disconcerting 81
lences; she chartered with ease an,
piQuancy.
II have been listening to paeans al
the evening" she said "And you de
serve them. It's q fine big thing yo'
are attempting the restoring Of thi
old estate. And know you have eve
bigger plans. too