The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1918-11-27
CHAPTER XIII.
ATER, az Horace was chat
ting with her hostess, Mil
bred came up to her. and.

LlQg Win nST nOSICSSg 1lii-
bred came up to her, and,
after talking for a minute
addressed her sister, in low voice.
Let me see your card" she de-
manded.
When she had scanned it, she
laughed teasingly.
Gueried.
@-oh, nothing Then as Mrs. Den
ton turned away TO greet new ar
rival, Mildred explained
'T was only amused" she SAID TO
ZEE that you yourself had done the
very thing that you reproved me for
doing. You have let Arthur write his
name as often as he wished-whicE
was Just what had told him he
might do with me-and you were
shocked at the idea"
The cases are entirely different"
Honora protested. al did not fell The
same thing to two men-nor to the
man, for that matter. When Arthur
found that Tom Chandler had gotten
ahead Of him. he asked for some
dances with me. &c." with whim-
steal smile, 81 was not first choice
after all"
Mildred patted her arm affecS
tionately. IF he had not wanted to
dance with you so many times, he
would not have asked you to let him
do So" she commented.
The child meant the words kind
w. Honora reflected later as she
and Arthur danced together. Yet
her sympathy had awakened train
OF unpleasant thoughts.
Nobody likes to be pitied-least
OF all a proud girl OF woman.
Honora felt that Mildred was a lit
tie sorry for her, and was trying to
console her by assurances that Ar
thur Bruce found her attractive
She did not want to be consoled.
she unused bitterly. She was not an
object Of PITY A number OF other
men besides Arthur Bruce had
sought her out this evening.
Even Tom Chandler had begged
to be allowed to put his name on
her. card. She had let him do so.
She did not trust the fellow, nor
care for him-but one must be po-
lite TO him
Her card was full by the time
she had been in the room q half
hour. Yet Mildred pitied her. She
sighed impatiently, and Arthur,
catching the sound, looked down at
herr
A STEADY Cavalier.
Are VOC tired?'' he asked.
"a little" she said. suppose we
ait out the rest Of this Dance
He led her 20 a chair in the
library and went away to get her a
glass OF water.
During his sbsence she re-
preached herself for her feeling of
resentment Yet It was hard to for
get that she had but taken that
which her sister did not want
that, had ARTHUR been ahead of
Tom Chandler-she, Honora Brent.
would have had perhaps one dance
with him instead OF the half dozen
for which he had asked. In vulgar
parlance, she was taking her sis
ter's left-oVers!
Arthur's voice made her start.
He was standing in front OF her, a
glass in his hand
Here's your drink, Honora," he
said.
THANK you!" She drank the water
thirstily. 'Tt Is deliciously cold"
abe added.
he set lne SldSS on Lne tdDle near
him. and seated himself at her side.
ITS mighty good OF you to let
me be with you so much this eve
ming" he said. do you know what
! was Just wondering"
'whzt?"
II was wondering If you were a
bit bored by mel mean IL that
was the reason why you sighed
when we were dancing just now.
II so, please say So"
His humility touched her, and shs
spoke impulsiyely.
The Waltz Begins.
Il cannot imagine your boring
any one. I mean"-with a laugh
you could never bore me. We
have been friends for many years,
and I still like to talk with you"
Her tone was light, and she
avoided meeting his eyes.
THANK you" he said gratefully,
laying his hand on hers for an IN
slant. Its good TO hear YOU say
that So many things arc different
from what they used to b. and I
have had SO many rude swakeniugs