The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1915-12-11

said. that my education has been neg
lected. 4 regret that was not better
educated, ma'am,' he said to me-"
Mary went on in imitation Of John
sons ipimitable manner. Nothing
like this has ever happened to me be-
fore, miss, but can't make her COM
prehend anything 1 say. She just sits
and waits"
what was she like?" demanded Mr..
Martin, laughing too.
well, she was really rather fascinat-
ing" Mary began, taking her cue from
this encouragement. And stunning
too. The French always are, don't you
think? And she had ON a duck OF n
dress. She walked straight in and
looked straight at me and began to
jabber like q streak of lightning. The
French fairly hew out of her mouth.
I told her it was impossible for her to
see Mr.. Marttn-that he was confined
to the house by a severe attack of govt,
and couldn't she leave her messenger"
And did she7'
well, her message sounded, some
thing like this: neutrality-suspicious..
Observation-Disclosures Je.
suisric b m aisonpeuttoujoursetre
RICHIE. Sij Observation-Disclosures
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
AFFAIRE. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
francspour cetteAGGENCE. =" -"
Mr.. Martins mouth fell open with
amused establishment during this IT,
rade. He had once met a young wo-
man who could make n noise like Sara
Bernhardt without knowing more than
half a dozen words Of French But
Mary Grayson bent her
well. we'll" laughed Mr.. Martin;
Its a wooderful language. French" :
Isn't it" said Mary. so finally we
tried signs and pantomime. ! made a
wild. sweeping gesture at her to show
that you were out. She ratified on
worse than before. Then pretended
johnson was you. Mr.. Martin, and I
showed him out Of the door and shrek
ed 'out", Sometimes If you talk loud
enough 1t seems as If they might un-
derstand you, but this one didn't. And
then she began to act at johnson and
me too. She evidently wanted to know
when you'd be back. whereupon l ran
over to the clock and pointed violently
to the figure &.
Il told johnson never to let her in
again unless Marie was here to inter.
pref her." said Mary in conclusion.
Quite right" said Mr.. Martin. by
the way" he added. eying his pretty
secretary shrewdly. do you think she
was after Rodney? Was she young
enough for that?''
Some women are never too old for
that, nre they, Mr. MARTINI" she said
coolly.
He glanced at her furtively a mo-
ment. as she patted back her hair. look
ing pleasantly at the cracking fire.
There had been a time in those early
days, when she had first come to him.
to try her hand at secretaryship,
when she had reminded him alternate
~ of her two parents. 1t was in loyalty
to one Of them that he had given her
a chance. Sometimes, in a fash. there
would be a curiously vivid suggestion
Of her mother In her-something In the
way she raised her head and looked at
him. a sound in the tone Of her voice
aS she said good morning. Such mo-
ments. for a long time. gave old Mar
tin sharp pang that he could not ig-
nor. even In his inmost heart Then
there was that even sharper twinge,
and a curious-y less pleasant one. when
she reminded him Of her father. He
had been a handsome dog in his day,
Rob Grayson-there was no denying
that.
An idea was taking shape in Mr..
Martins brain pan: If only he could
put It over
CHAPTER u.
The Course Of True Love.
wv YELL. IL you're ready. my
M dear. here goes" Mr.. Mar
tin began briskly to his ste
ro~r, a.,ar Mary GraySon.