The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-01-27

ITO your little Di!" said Crawley,
laughing and draining his glass
"Crawley, you ought to marry" said
Brooke after long pause. The artist
laughed a little bitterly. I'm en-
gagged" he said.
Engaged! Man alive, this is the
first I've heard of it. But, bless my
soul, surely that doesn't account for
your unnatural citation of spirit. Who
is the fortunate lady?"
Miss Warren-Eva Warren. I don't
suppose you know her. She's only a
kid now, just nineteen; but you're
bound to meet her. She's Sir Squire
Warren's daughter.
"Oho!" Brooke's voice and look
were expressive of many things. "Sir
Squire's pretty we'll a millionaire. isn't
he?"
"Oh, it isn't that" retorted Crawley
Indignantly; I'D love her just as
much, If she hadn't a penny. Bah!
but what's the good?" He kicked
viciously at the fender. Brooke, old
man, I'm afraid I'm not very cheerful
company"
Cant say you are exactly hila-
rious." agreed the traveller. And
personally, I'm rather hurt at your not
confiding to me this thing that is most
palpably on your mind"
Crawley sat up suddenly and turned
and faced Brooke. Look here" he
said. II don't see why l shouldn't. I
can trust you"
"You ought to know that by this
time. What is it,"
1--WE had horrible shock" said
IN, 1aio NJ
voice.
81 know it," said Brooke. Il know
1t. Now out with it! What is it?''
And somehow or other" the young
Or man went on. II don't seem able
TO throw off sort Of feeling OF pre-
sentiment that she really means It,"
she? Who?"
Zoe"
Who's Zoe, in the name of won
der?" said Brooke. cycling Crawley
with deepening suspicion. Look here,
my son." he added seriously, "just you
pull yourself together and tell me
what's wrong. I shall begin to think
you've lost your reason if you go on
like this"
"Pon my SOUL" groaned Crawley,
IF she does 1t, I verify believe / shall
lose my reason"
Does what? Pray be more explicit.
Anyhow, I've got something out of
you. It is woman. I might have
known It. Cad, what a man you were
for breaking women's poor little
hearts. Well, who is it this timer"
He Tells Brooke
About the Lady.
"She was sitting there in that chair
you are sitting in" said Crawley
moodily, land she swore that If
didn't let her stay here tonight and
take her away to Paris tomorrow -
she knew l was going to Paris to-
morrow-she'd kill herself there and
then"
"Whew!" Brooke breathed more
quickly.
Yes, and she meant it," said Craw.
ley, And. what's more, she very
nearly did it."
"What?" The usually impressive and
undemonstrative Godfrey Brooke was
reused. who is she?" he asked Gag
erly How did she come here? Tell
me everything. She seems to be a
highly hysterical creature, whoever
she is
Il suppose" said Crawley, that she
is the most beautiful woman l have
ever SEEN"
Then you like herr" Brooke's ques.
tion betrayed surprise.
Crawley shrugged his slim shout
ders. I'm a way of course" he said
with some embarrassment. shes al
together a most extraordinary woman
quite different from anybody you've
ever come across. But, you see, l re
garded her purely as a model. l tell
you, Brooke, and I do not exaggerate
she is the most perfectly formed
woman I have ever seen. She might
have sat to Phidias. And she is beau
tiful I have never seen anything tC
beat her" He spoke enthusiastically
His fine dark eyes lit up. Even the