The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1918-10-31
CHAPTER v.

door, and was shown into the recep-
ton room, he felt that he was almost
trembling with eagerness.
He looked uncertainty about him, at
the group OF young officers, the ladies,
mt Mrs. Howard, and then at the styl-
ishly dressed young woman at her side.
And. forgetting his manners, he APP
preached her in stupefaction, ignoring
his hostess for the moment.
Eleanor"
"Uncle Mark It's never you, Uncle
Mark I" cried the girl. "Why, l should
never, never have known you !"
But would he have known her, had
he not looked closely into the clear
eyes TO discern the face of the little
waif beneath the beauty of the woman2
He had often and often imagined her,
grown to womanhood, and dressed as
he would have dressed her, but some
how she had always had the look and
aspect of the child, blended with the
schoolgirl. A sudden chill went through
his heart ut her self-mastery, the we'll
bred welcome that had in it little of
real eagerness. And he realized that,
though he had always looked on her as
lost, at the bottom of his heart he
must have hoped to find her again.
He stood, graying-haired, uncom-
Portable, almost middle-aged man, try
ing to feel at home. He saw Keller
! if there was some message in his eyes.
II hope haven't changed so much
as all that" said Mark, trying to
smile.
NO." she answered, looking at him
with a searching, direct gaze. mot
really-only at first appearance. Why,
/ Uncle Mark, your hair is turning gray.
What have you been doing with your
self"
He felt that the unconscious shaft
had gone well home. He only answer
ed vaguely. There was a little in
formal dancing, and, as he felt befitted
his age, he waltzed a few turns with
Eleanor and sat back with Mrs. How
ard, surveying the gay crowd, and re-
calling memories-about the most dis
heartening thing that he could have
done.
"What do you think of Eleanor?"
asked Mrs. Howard. "You didn't ex-
pect to find the little schoolgirl grown
up like this, did your
"Nor she me-like this" answered
Mark humbly. But the Coloners wife
missed the allusion.
"She has been crazy to see you, y
Mrs. Howard continued. "She gave
the Colonel no rest after he told US
that he was trying to get you for the
war Office. j believe she had always
had sort of romantic recollection OF
you, and looked upon you as sort of
guardian, although, of course, Ii was a
fortunate thing for her and us-and
YOU, too--that Colonel Howard did
succeed In inducing you to let us take
her. She has been everything to us
"Of course" said Mark mechanic.
ally.
ut would have been terrible life
for her out in the desert sighed Mrs
wise. Captain Wallace. And what q
dreadful burden and responsibility you
you would have hadw
This time Mark did not attempt tc
answer.
"She has been daughter to both OF
u.s. pursued his hostess. "And now
I'm afraid-we're both afraid, Captain
Wallace, that we cannot hope TO have
her for long. She was quite the rage
in New York last season."
Wallace followed the girl with his
eyes. She had just been dancing will
young officer; ii had been two
step. and as the band of three pieces
/ broke into the widest and merries
, part of the piece he saw her, will
flushed face and laughing eyes, accep
/ Kellerman's arm and surrender hersel
| to the dance.
Kellerman caught Marks eyes across
7 the room. He looked straight bacl
with a meaning challenge which was
unmistakable., Mark knew at tina
, moment that his antipathy to Keller
: man had returned, although he was In
{ clined to believe the other was no
: aware IL had ever existed.
, Kellerman was a splendid figure
! even I'm his civilian evening clothes
I Fully six feet tall, with the chest ant
|. limbs Of an athlete, fiorid. with crisl
( black hair and sense OF the posses
3 sion of power. he looked at least fiv'
!. years Marks junior, though they ha'
T been born In the same year. "Hand
. some Kellernan' had been his sobri