The Washington herald., 1915-01-02

the ring from her finger hoping Har-
grave wOulu stop her, but he did not.
THANK you" he said. II will escort
my sisters friend about Until she leaves
l am sorry you could not have trusted me,
but 1t is best to know these things before
it is too late" He bowed to Julia and
left her to her rage.
Out in the street Hargrave felt the
sudden breaking of his illusions. His
love for Julia had been more or less deep
but he did not regret having learned in
time Of her petty nature. He did, how
ever, resolve 10 pay a visit to the new
palmist and tell her just what he thought
Of people who upset hysterical women.
81 hope" unused Hargrave. that I
can persuade this fortune teller to vacate
this village before she upsets any more
apple CARTS
Because he had seen the neat little
signs of the palmist in one of the upper
windows above a tea shop II did not
take him long to find the trouble maker.
Upon entering the softly lighted room
Hargrave drew back. Certainly he had
heard a woman crying.
She's been forecasting more dire
events" he told himself wrathfuIly,
"and has brought her victim to tears" ."
He knocked on the table so as to make
his presence known. The sound of weep
ing stopped suddenly and a slim figure
came through the doorway.
She stood for a second trying swiftly
to hide the trace of tears.
Hargrave gazed blankly at the girl.
Have you come to have your palm
read?' she asked.
Hardly" Hargrave said with short
laugh, then asked quickly, But what is
the matter here and why have you been
T1 7
your
No" the girl said in a hopeless voice.
Il just thought 1 could earn my living
reading palms, but there hasn't been a
single palm in this room since I opened
1t and have no other means of earning
living" The girl was as frank as Har-
grave himself and he found himself
drawn to her by some subtle emotion
that for the time being he was only
startled at.
He knew, too, that JuIia's story had
been fabrication by which to trap aim,
and he again thanked the day for having
given him an insight into her true char
acter.
When 1 was in college," the girl con-
tinued because Hargrave was silent,
every one wanted her palm read: now
because have to read them-no one
wants to know the future" She srs. ed
AhEOuBh heE lcdISr anu L1dEBTdNe BdSpeu
at the witchery in that smile.
Il know my future and hers" he told
himself with inward Joy; "but I suppose
IL will be some time before I can de-
Gently tell her So" He looked long and
earnestly at the girl, as IL trying to make
her realize the sudden emotion that had
come over him, but all he said was. ''I
have desk in my office, but no girl
to sit at 1t and take down addresses and
answer the telephone-I wonder"
You will not have to wonder long,"
the girl smiled softly back at him. II
know you are doing this to help me and
1 am very much in need of help. Per-
haps in a short time I can find some
thing else to do and your office chair
viii be free for some one who can really
serve you" She looked again into Har-
graves eyes, but found II dlficult TO
meet the expression there.
"Oh, yes" he told her with a soft
laugh, I'VE certainly will find something
else for you soon" And II there was the
picture OF q tiny cottage on Willow lane
before Hargrave's eyes he did not ten
the girl about it-just then.