Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1919-04-17
CHAPTER Xil-Continued.

Satan or Raphael had whispered to
aer an invitation to revisit the scene
Of her late humiliation with Clay. With
DuaHe's magic purse there would be
nc danger of a snub from the walters
with his own car there would be nc
risk Of footing it home.
Then an imp of mischief spoke for
her and said, "All right"
Duane told the chauffeur and the
car shot like a javelin from the lighted
street into the deep forest-night of
Central park.
What would Clay say? But, after
all. he had failed her in a crisis. Per.
Aaps he had turned his heart else
where Men were impatient, vindic'
give, tickle.
When Claremont vas reached and
duane handed Miss Kip out he noted
shat her hand was hotter than his own
aand a little quick to escape, her face
was flushed and her lips parted as if
with excitement. He assumed that
the speed Of the ride and the tang of
adventure were to blame.
While the walters were serving the
supper and while he was attacking it
with the frank appetite of honest hun
ger she recounted the evenings dis
sRstar as calmly as if it were the story
81 somebody else. In fact, she was
seaading off and regarding herself with
-RH,n ssxrny nf mn o1ion No ohorro cn
fast that the persons we were yester-
day are already strangers, and their
acts the acts of distant relatives. Her
ecalm was really the numbness of
tshsc&- The anguish would come to.
InortsW.
II can't understand myself at ALL"
Daphne said. 81 went through every
one OF the motions, but 1 couldn't
ereaca the audience onc 1 was like a
singer with a bad cold singing in a
foreign ianguage-you don't know what
aaae song is all about, but you know
Shat 1t never quite gets on the key"
~YGu mustn't be discouraged"
ooh. yes, I must! I couldn't be an
actress In a thousand years. Mr.. Bat
TeES0n told me SO himself"
DREAne felt the truth Of this, but it
burt saim to have her feel it. 1t Of
Tended his chivalry to realize how i'm
polite fate could be to so pretty a girl.
He hated to see her reduced to the
necessity Of proving how plucky she
a~ya1SFH hA1 un friaI IN find nm ncnann
for her. He said:
you're far too good for the stage"
II don't believe that for a minute"
4she protested. "But I've got to find
asofssfn1ng I can do"
May l help you to decided"
eff you only would! But I'm getting
% be a nuisance"
~HUu are a-a-to me you are a
well. you're not a nuisance"
He dared not tell her what she was,
especially as the waiter had set the
Z bill at his elbow and was standing off
S&u an attitude of ill-concealed impa-
&ience for the tip, which he knew
would be large. Mr.. Duane always
save the normal ten per cent and a
bit extra He tipped wisely but not
TUo well, knowing that an extravagant
Tip wins a walters contempt almost
nor than none at all. The head waiter
Tfxidy cooed "Good night" and almost
lRave them a blessing.
The starter had Mr.. Duane's car
awrrseffn~ far him % tho afrrh on1 IffknI
bis hnt with one hand as he struggled
n quarter away with the other. He
stepped In to lay the linen laprobe
over their knees with reverence, closed
the door exquisitely and murmured,
Good night"
The a was an aristocrat; 1t float.
ed from the curb with a swanllke
sweep.
Daphne thought of Clay and herself
,pEodding homeward. She seemed to
vi them or their wraiths staggering
dise0nsoiately along. She felt very
sorry for them. Here was a chance to
Gave one of them-both of them, In
fact; for In taking her financial bur
den from Clay's shoulders she would
he twice strengthening him. If she
were to accept Duane as her husband
then her problems would be solved
and Clay would be free Of her.
TO be Mrs. Tom Duane; to step into
TIE society of society; to lift her father
and mother from a position of meek