Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-05-10

trinket2 Better let me take it into town,
ANYWAY. I'm Irish enough to be supersti-
tious about opals'
"Thats nonsense
maybe"
ooh, well-if the thought of having it
around makes you nervous, I'll give it to
you. The Crawfords and Mr.. Forbes are
coming down this afternoon. You must be
home again before dinner. Here's the opal.
aCrawfords1 Fine!' Killigrew slipped
the gem into his wallet @I'1l bring them
back on the yacht if you'll take the trouble
| to phone them to meet me at the club pier.
aI11 do SO at once. Goodby! Mind the
street crossing she added, mimicking her
mothers voice.
4I'1 be careful he laughed, stepping into
the launch, which Immediately swung away
toward the beautiful yacht
Kitty waved her handkerchief, turned,
and walked slowly back to the villa. Who
had passed her in the upper hall? And upon
what errand? Neither Thomas nor Sir
Henry; for she had left them on the veran-
d. 1t might have been one of her guests.
going down to the library for a book to read.
She met Sir Henry coming out.
Fine morning." he greeted. He made
gesture, palm upward.
| A slight shiver touched the nape of Kitty's
neck. one 1ldu never HOllCGu LIS Ii
SCARED thumbs and fingertips.
| "Ah! You notice my fingers? Not at all
sensitive about them, really. Hunting few
years ago, and clumsily fell upon the camp
stove Scar on my shoulder where l struck
as l rolled off. Stupid Tripped over a
case of canned corn. | have fingers now as
sensitive as a blind mans
II am sorry" she said perfunctorily. 3You
must tell me of your adventures"
Had a raft of EN-. Mr.. Killigrew gone
to New York;"
3For part of the day. Had your break
fast2"
mo. Nothing to do: thought I'd wait
for the rest of them"
aThen I'll see you at breakfast"
He smiled and stepped aside for her to
pass. She was rather puzzle to him.
Kitty spent several minutes in the tele-
phone booth.
She began to realize that the solution of
the Webb Monckton wager was as far away
as ever. Sir Henry was leaving on the NOR
row. She must play her cards quickly, or
throw them away. The fact that neither
had in any way referred to the character of
the wager left her in haze. Sometime dur
ing the day or evening she must maneuver
to get them together and tell them frankly
that she knew everything. She wanted her
sapphires; more, she wanted the incubus
removed from Thomas's shoulders. Mad
as March hares, both of them; for they had
no idea that the sapphires were hers!
| 7 AFTER she stole to the library door and
- peered in. Thomas was at his desk.
For long time she watched him. He APP
peared restless, uneasy. He nibbled the
penholder, rumpled his hair, picked up the
ivory elephant and balanced it, plunged
furiously into work again, paused, stared at
the Persian carpet, turned the inkwell round,
worked, paused, sighed. Thomas was very
unhappy. This state of mind was quite evil
dent to Kitty. Kissed her and hadn't
wanted to! He was unlike any young man
she knew.
Presently he began to scribble aimlessly
on the blotter. Ali at once he flung down
the pen, rose, and walked out through the
easement doors, down toward the sea. Kit
tvs curiosity was irresistible. She ran over
to the blotter.
Fool"
aBlighter!"
3Rotter!"
GDouble-dyed ass"
@Blockhead!'
kitty Killigrew, scratched out.
aNincompoop!s