Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-12-03
The
Dark
Mirror
BY
Louis Joseph Vance
AHthor of"The False Faces
"1he Lone Wolf" Etc.
Illustrated by
IRWIN MYERS
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
Copyright. 1920. by the Author.)

Copyright. 1920. by the AuthorJ
OF her forsaken Associates, by way Of
penalty for her detection.
Exalted by a sublime spirit of self
sacrifice, she faced Mr.. Chilvers with
a decision and confidence that would
have made him uneasy had he been
less infatuated In the triumph Of his
low cunning.
AS 1t was, not till long after he had
left did he recall that look, try with
out avail to fathom 1t, and become
suspicious.
The slammlng of the outer vesti-
bule door disturbed them. Priscilla
turned hastily TO peer out info thu
hall. On the filet lace that covered
the glass Of the front door the vague
silhouette of Mrs. Trowbridge showed.
"Pleasel" An imperative gesture
brought Mr.. Chilvers to his feet, some.
what to his own surprise. you must
go now-or you'll spoil everything"
Papa comin'7" he inquired with
knowing look.
her. You must GO"
"Well--but how about our next lit
tie chair"
Anywhere you say, any time"
81 say the Plaza. Four O'clock to-
morrow afternoon. Wen have tea.
Mind my draggin' Inez along2"
"No-surely not. But don't delay
now"
Mr.. Chilvers deftly ficked the stub
OF his cigarette into the empty fire.
place. took up his hat and stick, and
moved gracefully out into The hail.
Remember: the Plaza at four Ana
don't stand me up--not unless you're
lookin' for real trouble"
"I'll be there" The front door
swung open, admitting Mrs. Trow-
bridge. Priscilla gave the criminal
her hand. Then good afternoon, Mr..
Chilvers-and thank you for calling.
I'm so sorry have to rush off to
keep my appointment"
Don't mention it. Charmed to have
had the pleasure of seem you, even
for a moment"
The door closed behind him Aunt
Esther bore down on Priscilla with
supercilious brows.
my dear child, who was that
strange creatureY
"ThatT Priscilla laughed with a
note of hysteria. "Oh nobody OF any
consequence-just an acquaintance
an artist of sort"
IAN artist? ] thought as much 7"
The good woman sighed. II did hope
you wouldn't bring such people to the
house, but l presume :"
Priscilla laughed, and for the first
time in days with a genuine ring of
mirth.
Don't worry, dear" che offered
vaguely; and added with more de-
cision: by the way, I've been think
ing it's selfish of me to keep you in
town In this heat. Besides, Ada Meyer
won't pose again till some time next
autumn. We might as well 60 down to
Southampton as soon as you can man
age.
~. THE THREAT OF THE WILD
In the morning she dreamed once
more Of Leonora
But now the way of the dream with
her was something new; perhaps In
that II was more in true sense dream
less an involuntary essay in telaesthe-
sia. For all that, 1t had it's element OF
clairvoyance, as the outcome was tC
prove
What instinct had foreshadowed II
the dream proved true The scene
was in a theater of the hills, set high
upon a wooded mountain flank, over
looking deep wide valley, the soft
green velvet of whose forest carpetinl
was threaded by slender silver streams
and dotted with little shining lakes.
Sunlight flashing level across th'
eastern ridges, struck squarely bun
galow set in the clearing, a rambling
structure that Rugged the earth, tn,
primitive crudity of its undressed log
belied by every refinement civilization
could contribute.
On the veranda, near the steps, lie
OnOra stood waiting, looking back in
10 the living room
The girl was brilliant with beaut,
new in Priscilla's knowledge Of her
.syery shade of care and disconten
lYiisestahlished from her countenance