The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-11-28
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 Her arrangements were very soon made at the hotel, and, having remov- cd some of the travel stains from her person and partaken of one cup of China tea, respecting the quality whereof she delivered herself of some caustic comments. she walked down into tho Strand and mounted to the top of Victoria bound bus.
 That sise WYE not intimately Acquaint- ed with LenA0n wtls fact readily ob- servable by her fellow passengers, for as tho bus went rolling westward from tho large pocket of her Norfolk jacket she toek out . guidebook, pro- vided with numHouS maps and began compcsedly to consult ifs complexities. < When tho conductor cane to collect her fare she had made up her mind and was replacing the guidebook in her pocket.
 Put mo down by tho Stor3s, vsc- torfa stzeet, cnndnctor," she directed and handed him ., penny, the correct fare.
 IL chanced that at about the time, within q minute OF so, of the An1eri- can llady's leaving the hotel and just IS rcd rays, the FharhngeEs of dusk, came creeping in at the latticed win dow of her cozy worhoom Helen Cum l beriy laid down her pen with sigh. She stood up, mechanically rearrang- ing her hair as sho did 70, and crossed the corridor of her bedroom, tho win dow wlereof overlooked the square.
 Not ventmiAg to turn on the light, not daring to look upon her own face in tho mtESex, Helen OumberH sat be- fore her dressing table, trembling wildly. She wanhed to laugh and want ed to cry. But tho daughter of Seton , Cunberiy knew what those synaptoms meant and knew how to deal with them. At the end 0k an interval of some four or i've minutes sine rang. The maid opened the door.
 "Dou't light up, Merton" she said compcsedly. T want to tell Garnham to 70 down to llr. Lerouxs and put the place in order. Ar. Lerow Is din ing with US. .
 The girl Withdrew, and Helen, as the door closed, pressed the electric switch. She stared at her reelection in tho mir TOT as if it were the face of an enc my, then, turning her head aside, sat deep in reflection, biting her lip and toying with the edge of tho white dolly.
 "You little trattOrr' she whispered through clinched teeth. You little traitcr-and hypocritsr sol,s began to rise in her throat md foolr' She had begun to comprehend the nature of her feelings for Henry Lenox-
 Five moro minutes passed in silent conflict. A knock announced the re- turn of tho maid, and the girl re- entered, placing upon the table wis iting card:
 tR DEMISE RYLAND, AAAzier I, Rue du Goa dor.
 Montmartre, t- Paris
 Helen Cumberly started to her feet with a stified exclamation and turned to the maid. Her face, to which the color slowly had been returning, sud denly blanched anew.
 
 holding the card in her hand. "Why, that's Mrs. Leroux's friend, with whom she had been staying in Paris What . ever can it meanT
 sShalI I show her in here, please?' asked the maid.
 'tYes, in here," replied Helen absent ly, and, scarcely aware that she had given instructions to that effect, she presently found herself confronted by the lady of the boat train. Miss CumberlyY said the new ar rival fin pleasant American voice. "Yes, am Helen Cumberly. Oh, 1 am so glad to know you at last! I have often pictured you, for Mira Mrs. Leroux, is always talking about you and about the glorious times you have together. I have sometimes longed to join you in beautiful Paris. How good of you to come Lack with her!''
 .Miss Ry1and unrolled the Scotch muf- fer from her throat, swinging her head from side to side in sort of spurious ly truculent manner, quite peculiarly her own. Her deep hazel eyes were fixed upon the face of the girl before her. Instinctively and immediately she liked Helen Cumberly, and Helen felt that this strong looking, vaguely masculine woman was an old intimate friend, although she had never before set eyes upon her.
 "H'mw said Miss Ryland. T have come from Parfs"-she punctuated many of her sentences with wags of the head, as if carefully. weighing her wordsA"especia1ly" (pause) ito see you (pause and >wag of headl. T am glad-to find that-you are the thor ough1y sensib ble-hnd of girl that r. had imagined from the accounts which .-I have had of you"
 She seated herself in an armchair.
 Had of mo from MfraY' asked Helen.
 sYes-frcm Mrs. Leroux."
 'sHow delightful 1t must be for you to have her with you 50 often! Mar riass, as q rule, puts an end to ~fhat paFti0ular sort of good time, deasnE sfa.