Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-06-17

was pretty girl in the dark. eager
intense style, with rather too mucl
color and mouth that would be
come thin and hard with years. or
her arm she carried a large baske
iull OF soft. drifted whlteness. Sh'
paused abruptly on seeing onl,
co. good morning" she began
speaking in a high. rapid voice. car
you tell me where everyone is?"
FrauleIn Schroeder put down tn,
Mirror and took up her singularl,
Ila'n and useful looking knitting be.
fore replying:
Mrs Sanderson is interviewing the
cook and Mr.. SandersNl is not dowr
from the admiralty yet The Others
den"
Daphne. needless. ran across tn,
lawn and Joined the little group she
saw there. She knew them all with
the exception OF Mrs. Lee, and she
started with frank curiosity at the
tall handsome woman, mentally dub
hing her passee
MIS-. Lee was, as a matter Of fact,
good looking woman OF about 35
VINO gave the impression OF being at
once too proud and too occupied with
N''Ni A4seNANNa y ~ AAsAN NlOubltI 10 pre-
serve an Illusion youth This in a
way added to her charm. as IL showed
her own confidence In II. a confidence
winch was not misplaced From her
sWathed auburn hair to her white
shoes she was the type OF an attrac-
tive. well poised woman Of the world.
she made Molly Pollock, who wa.
standing beside her. seem obvious IN
English prettiness. And yet Molly
Pollock was excessively pretty. It
was at present her outstanding char
acteristic. II might be wondered
what Christopher Brent, who for all
his fatuousness had travelled widely
and seen lot ~ the world found to
hold him in her
II was exactly the fact that Molly
at present was nothing hut the tradl.
tional English girl which enthralleu
him. She was cream and roses. she
was a summer day, she was the scent
OF clover. she was all the things that
come TO mans mind at night wnel,
he is lyin gout under the African stars
or beside his fire in the wilds OF Can
ada. She was. I'm short, all that most
men consciously or uncOnsciously wish
for in a wife-all heart and an un-
awakened brain, all sentiment and no
passion.
The interesting thing to any one
who could get past her triumphant
prettlness enough to consider the
matter would have been to wonder
exactly how far 1t would improve
Molly II a character were awakened
in her At present every one was
content with the roundness OF her
chin, the slight upward tilt OF her
nose. the sweetness of her full but
flexible mouth. and the clearneSs OF
her wide hazel eyes. What need TO
look further when young creature
adds TO all this an unaffectedly sweet
disposition.
Nobody did look further, least OF all
Molly herself nobody, that is to say,
except Christopher Brent. and IL was
just this conformity to type in Molly;
a type to which she was the supreme
expression, that he loved her for. In
CHARM in Intelligence. I'm poise. Molly
could be no rival to Mrs. Lee. but it
was on Molly that Chistopher's eyes
and his heart rested.
lie was standing a little behind her |
now, whore he could see the golden I.
down on her nape, blurred by the /
sun, and could see too, the curve Of |
her delicate rosy cheek. He saw an |
added flush deepen on II as she |
stepped forward to meet young PEN |
nicuik with q friendly, "Hullo Percy, /
. no - I'a'f i4f SlftlluES were ]
hardly over before Daphne kidding |
ton. breathless. came up.
Good morning, everybody" said |
Daphne brightly.
various good mornings in different !
tones of ilatness answered her
llaphuc's intense cnthusiasms were
lpt to be a strain on other people. and /
his morning it was obvious by tho
increased aggression of her aspect
hat more was I'm the wind than usual.
Miss Kidlington was supremacy
little person. but the high
gods often employ such for big results
md so it was to be with her that
She fitted onto the scene and
lft 1t like gadfly. but her white
Gathers might have been poisoned in
he far reaching effects which they
eff behind them
Why Daphne!' cried Molly in
startled note Of incredullty. what
have you got in that basket?"
Feathers" said Daphne. adding
with Increased emphasis, white
Gathers"
Miss Myrtle bending forward 50
hat her pince-ne2 threatened to take
n header off her attenuated nose.
'tirred an inquisitiye finger round in
he basket
80 they are" she calculated. flea
thers. What are you going TO 90