Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-12-03


ed. in the back Of her mind. outside
the bright arena of common sense, like
a snake In shadowy thicket. d.
She pondered the riddle for a long
time before ii was revealed to her
that her fear was not for herself but
for LeonOra.
Imagination called up again those
faces that had glared at her I'm the
crowd, two masks of evil lighted from
within by a hatred deadly and i'm
placable.
AS long as those two remained at
large. Priscilla knew, so long would
the happiness. II not the life, of lie.
Onora be in jeopardy.
She tried to think OF something she
could do to eonfound them. Illustrate
them, reduce them to impotence.
But she knew so little. her life had
been too. well sheltered, she could not
imagine how to deal with creatures
OF their sOrt-recourse to the police
being out Of the question since II
must necessarily involve Leonora.
A Ginning clock reminded her that
1t was half after four while at FIVE
she was to take tea with some friends
who were leaving town the next day.
With every wish and reason to disap-
point them, she bestirred herself and
made ready to go. II would never do
to let herself be cowed and overcome
by minor alarms. There was in her
mind foreboding Of greater trials to
come
~. MR.. CHiLvERs.
With what she later chose to think
objectionable stupidity, she perceived,
utterly without misgivings, that q
maid was answering ring at the
front door; and she paused on the low
er landing. In some surprise she saw
the maid approach the foot Of the
stairs with silver tray on which lay
a card.
Discovering her on the landing, the
maid paused, looking up.
"A gentleman to see you. Miss"
Wondering, still unsuspecting, Pris-
ella went on down.
A man standing near the front door.
contentedly inspecting his image in
mirror, Strengthened up with we'll
feigned start and came quickly toward
her.
Miss Malnew he exclaimed In q
rather high voice. clipping his words
after fashion which he believed to
be English-and carrying It off fairly
WELT say, what rippin' luck Fancy
findin' you I'M"
Completely nonplussed, she stared
blankly into his eyes, ignoring the
chamois-gl oved hand he proffered.
"You don't remember me?" He ut
tered little giggle. "Why, of course
you do! Harry Chilvers-met you at
the Lathom's few weeks ago. Now
you remember-don't you? Saw you
on the avenue this afternoon, and
thought I'd call on the off-chance of
findin' you In. Merely passin' through
town, got in yesterday, off to Newport
tomorrow. you know. Awf'ly
jolly to see you, really"
She was able to say coolly: How
do you do?"-and with nod aside
dismissing the maid. turned toward
the door OF the drawing room. won't
you come imp
"Charmed!"
Priscilla halted in the middle of the
room, table at her back. She com
manded view Of the entrance hall;
the maid had disappeared-she de-
voutly hoped was out of earshot.
what can do for your" she asked
quietly looking down at the card to
refresh her memory-"Mr. Chllvers?"
Tall, slender, carrying the art of his
tailor admirably, the man paused be-
fore her in an attitude of raffish ease.
With an ironic smirk, he jerked his
head toward the doorway.
safe to talk here?"
81 cannot imagine" Priscilla uttered
slowly, why it should not be-" She
met his stare steadily, calmly. "Un-
fortunately | do not remember you,
Mr.. Chilvers. Nor am acquainted
with the Lathoms. have an engage
ment for five o'clock :"
Really" Mr.. Chilvers drawled.
Couldn't put 1t off, l presume-now,
could YOU"
She lifted n wrist to consult her
watch. IF you have anything to say
to me, can give you two minutes"
With unblushing effrontery Mr..
Chllvers closed in, caught hold of her
wrist and bent his head over the
watch, an exceedingly handsome af-
fair in platinum and small diamonds.
pretty thing" he approved with a