Evening journal., 1919-04-09

Very WELL" ssid Primorsej '1et her
wait in the sntichamber"
'of course" said Leonardo. and shut
ned out
Primrose descended presently and found
Dominica perched demuTely on tho edge
Of chair.
Dominica rose with shy salutation
that was almost curtsy.
''You wish 10 sec me?" said Primrose,
In her best Roman. II am Miss Macfar-
land.
Her argus eyes examined Dominica from
head to foot. noted the girls unusual
type OF beauty with certain cold appre-
citation.
Dominica raised her violet eyee appeal
lngiy.
Il hope you win excuse me for disturb
ing you. signorina." said she. in her soft
Venetian. Il am here in Paris. studying
for my voice. ! saw in the Vie dc Paris
that YOU were 20 give a soiree. and
thought that perhaps you might be will
Ing to let me sing"
"Humph" grunted Primrose. "But can
you really sing?"
IF the signorina would care TO hear my
voico---" murmured Dominica.
Il quite understand" said Miss Prim-
rose prImly. 1T is not necessary 20 go
into detailed explanations. The main
point is; Have you really voice7''
Dominica looked up eagerly. Il rec
that tho signorina understands.- she
said, with the slightest lisp.
Let mo hear YOU sing" said Primrose.
Can you play your own acoompani-
ment9'
Dominica gave her a look Of surprise.
cor course. signorina,' said she. ''on
any instrument"
Let us 20 into the salon." said Miss
Primrose. and you may sling me soms-
thing. What is your name?"
Dominica Meduna." answered Domi-
Mica. who saw no reason for conceaiing
her true Identity She had never been
known TO the police as a criminal. al
though known to have associated with
suspicious characters. and she thought
Il possible that tho patronage OF tho rich
and distinguished Misses Macfarland
might some day prove TO be OF advant-
age should she ever wish to establish
claim as n private concert singer.
So she seated herself at the piano and
in her throaty, sympathetic contralto
sang Sir Paolo Tost's "Matinsta."
Miss Primrose was no poor musical
critic. and sho was quick 60 realize that
her callers voice. though not a dis
tinguished one. was extremsly pleasing
and showed training. She did not how
ever. permit herself to display enthusi-
asm.
''rhat is very pretty" said she "wnl
you sing mo anotherf"
with pleasure. signorina." said Domi-
Mica. ana sang "Amore." by the same
composer. Miss Primrose. listening sp-
preciativeiy, decided that she was IN
luck. The girls voice was quits good
enough for parlor entertainment. while
her unusual type OF beauty Cfor Dominica
was what Is known as golden Vene-
tian'O would certainly please her guests
your voice is very sympathetic.
signorina." said she grsciously. Il
should be very pleased to have you
come-let US say at ten o'clock-and
sing a few selections such as you have
Just rendered. II is very possible that
I may be able to find you some op-
portunities 20 sing at the houses OF
friends. should like to know a little
more about you, however. DO you
rfa|
mo signorina." said Dominica. MY !
family emigrated TO America when /
was a little girl. My father had |
fruit store in New York on One Hun
dred and Twenty-flrst street. but I am /
now an orphan. / have not been long
in Paris. and live in a little apart
ment Off tho Boulevard Raspau."
''why did you come 70 Parish"
Il came over to escape the atten- !
tions OF a very bad man whb is quite |
well known in New York society I
thought that might be able to get
an engagement IN the Opera Comique
or some OF tho music halls. But Il is
everywhere the same. signorina---'
She looked appealinGly at Miss Prim-
rose and threw out her hands with a
little shhdder
Il quite understand" interrupted
= Miss Primrose, nodding violently.
You need say no more. my dear.
Have you pretty evening gown?
"oh, yes. signorins." lisped Domi-
MICA; "it is very simple but quite
pretty-but It is not tres deeolletee.
I'm afraid that It is not so chic as It
might be and perhaps a bit old-fssh-
ioned---" she fsltered.
so much the better" said Miss
Primrose. II abominate the modern
styles Of dress Thank God that
have never been tempted myself TO
any such vain display
The night OF the dinner party was a
warm and muggy one in late September.
Braga. who had decided to keep his eye
upon the premises from the outside.
dressed himself as respectable maitre
d'hotel. skilfully trimming the "sioe-
boards" which he had recently cultivated
Then, 20 give his lettering a reasonable
objective. he borrowed his concierge's fat
fox terrier. which was a sagacious ami
NAL and able to find it's way home from
any part of Paris II left to its own re-
sources. The dog did not like Braga any !
moro than Braga liked the dog. but was
induced 10 bear him company at the end
OF a leash.
Braga lived near the Ternes and walked