The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-04-12

over her mistakes. but preserved her
dignity and her wits. Now and then
he found her dark eyes fixed on him.
with something inscrutable but
pleasing In their dershs The si,ua'
ton was rather piquant Consciously
he was thinking only OF what he
was doing. Systematically his busy
ego was finding soiace after last
nights rebuff.
Once. during the cleaning W be-
tween cases. he dropped to a person
atty. He was drying his hands.
while she placed freshly steriiixed
Instruments on a glass table.
You are almost a foreign type.
MSS Harrison. Last year. In n Lon.
don ballet. I saw n blonde Spanish
girl who looked like you
My mother was spaniard." She
did not look up.
Where Miss Simpson was In the
habit OF Cunning through tho morn.
ing In fiat heavy shoes. Miss Harri-
sons small heels beat a busy tattoo
on the tiled floor. With the rustilng
OF her starched dress. the sound was
essentially feminine. almost insis-
tent. when he had time to notice
II. IL amused him that he did not
find 1t annoying.
Once. as she passed him n bis
toury. he deliberately placed HIS fine
hand over her fingers and smiled into
her eyes. IL was play for him: II
lightened the days work.
Sidney was in the waiting room.
There had been no tedium In the
mornings waiting. Like all imagi.
native people. she had the gift Of
dramatizing herself. She was seeing
herself in white from head TO foot.
like this efficient young woman who
came now and then to the waiting
room door: she was healing the sick
and closing tired eyes, she was even
imagining herself proposed 20 by an
aged widower with grown children
and quantities OF money. one Of her
patients.
She sat very demurely in the walt.
ing room with a magazine in her
lap. and told her aged patient that
she admired and respected him. but
that she had given herself 10 the SUI.
fering poor.
Everything in the world that you
want" begged the elderly gentleman.
You should see the world. child, and
I win see IL again through your eyes.
To Paris first for clothes and the
opera. and then"
But / do not love you" Sidney
replied. mentally but steadily. "In
all the world love only one man.
He is"
She hesitated here. II certainly
was not Joe. or X. lie Moyne OF the
gas Office. II seemed 10 her sud.
denly very sad that there was no
one she loved. SO many people went
into hospitals because they had been
disappointed in love.
"Dr. Wilson will see you now"
She followed Miss Harrison into
the consulting room. DIR. Max-not
the glovcd and HATED DR.. Max OF
the Street, but a new person. one she
had never known--stood in his white
office, tall, dark-cycd. dark.haired.
competent, holding out his long, I'm
maculate surgeons hand and smil-
ing down at her.
Men, like jewels. require a set
ting. a clerk on n high stool porting
over n ledger. IL not unimpressive,
or a cook over her stove. But place
the cook on the stool. porting over
the ledgerl DIR. Max. who had lived
all his life on the edge Of Sidney's
horizon. now, by the simple chang.
ing OF her point Of view. doomed
large and magnificent. Perhaps he
knew It. Certainly he stood very
erect. Certainly. too. there was con
siderable manner in the way In
which he asked Miss Harrison TO go
out and close the door behind her.
Sidney's heart, considering what
was happening TO 1t, behaved very