The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-03-27

mond's reinforcement and departure
with equanimity he would have pro
tested with all the force at his com
mand. But that would have been
month ago. He saw Lydia aud her
mother leave without the slightest
doubt in his mind that II was all for
the best
The Desmonds took small apart
ment just around the corner from
Brood's home. in side street. and In
the same block AS a matter OF fact.
their windows looked down into the
courtyard In the rear OF Brood's home.
Frederic assisted them In putting their
new home In order. II was great fun
for Lydia and him, this building OF
what they pleased to call "a nest"
Lydia may have seen the cloud In their
sky, but he did not To him, the world
was bright and gladstone. without a
shadow TO mar It's new beauty. He
was enthusiastic. eager. excited. She
fell in with his spirit, but her pleas
IRE was shcrn Of scmo of It's serrF
! by the cdd notion that Il was not to
endure
He even dragged Yvonne around 10
the little nat, to expatiate upon its
coziness with visual proof TO support
his somewhat exaggerated claims. Her
lazy eyes took In the apartment at a
glance, and she was done with II.
1T is very charming" she said, with
her soft drawl. Have you no ciga-
rettes, Lydia?"
The girl flushed and looked at Fred.
eric for relief He promptly produced
his own cigarettes. Yyonne lighted
one and then stretched herself com
fortably in the Morris chair in which
no woman ever had appeared comfort
able before--or since, perhaps.
"You should learn to smoke" she
went on
Mother wouldn't like me 10 smoke
said Lydia. rather bfurt1y.
A faint frown appeared on Frederic's
brow. only to disappear with Yyonne''
low, infectious laugh.
"And Freddy doesn't like you 4
smoke, either, ai--e?' she said.
"He may have changed his mind re
Gently. Mrs. Brood" said the girl
smiling so frankly that the edge was
taken of Of a rather direct implica
ton
Il don't mind women smoking" pu
in Frederic hastily. 'In fact, ] rathe
like 1t, the way Yvonne does It, It's
very graceful accomplishment"
"But am too clumsy to- hegai
Lydia.
my dear" interrupted the Partisan
carelessly fiecking the ash into a jai
diniere at her elbow. 1T Is YER
naughty to smoke, and clumsy womel
never should be naughty. II you real
ly feel clumsy. don't, for my sake, eve
try to do anything wicked, There
nothing so distressing as an awkwar
woman trying TO be devilish.'
ooh, Lydia couldn't be deyilish
she trled,p cried Frederic. With quic
glance OF the girls half-ayerted face.
Don't say that, Frederic" she cries
That's as much as 10 say that an
. clumsy and awkward"
1. "And you are not,v said Yvonne d.
! cisively. you are very pretty an
graceful and adorable. and am sur
( you could be very wicked II you 81
D about TO do H."
t THANK you, said Lydia dryiy-
+ 'By the way, this window looks q
: nest directly down into our cour
{ yard" said Yvonne abruptly. She we
o leaning on her elbow, looking out upo
k the housetops below There is my ba
Q cony, Freddy And one can almo
s look into your fathers lair from whei
, / sit"
/? She drew back from the windo
a suddenly. a passing look OF fear
d her eyes. IL was gone in secon
however. and would have passed unn
" ticed but for the fact that Freder
a was, as usual, watching her face wit
g rapt interest He caught the curio'
II transition and involuntarily glanc'
d below
% The heavy curtains In the windo
n of his fathers retreat we're draw
d apart and the dark face Ranjab Il
e Hindu was plainly distineulshable. !
was looking UP al the window in whi'
a Mrs. Brood was sitting. Althoul
:. Frederic was far above. he could 3
a the cleaning white of the mans eye
le The curtains fell quickly together al
T. the gaunt brown face was gone.
10 Questions raced through Frederic
10 puzzled brain. Out of them grew
D queer. almost uncanny feeling that I
Hindu had called 70 her in the 81
a. mysterious voice Of the East. and
m though no sound had been utter'
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