New-York tribune., 1921-10-02

you noticed that?
Dwight informed her. with an air ~
mense abstraction, that he left all such ~.
ters to her. Being married to Dwight s,-e E.
perpetual rehearsal, with Dw1ght's sehM
portance fcr audience.
A FEW evenings later Cornish broueh.
the music There was something or.s
powering in this brown-haired chap aeains
the background of his negligible little shon 4.
whole capital in his few pianos For he loos.s
hopefully ahead, woke with plans, regarded q.
children in the street as if, conceivable caa
dren might come within the confines of his lt.
as he imagined it. preposterous little mo,
And preposterous store, empty echoing. b.,.
Of wall, the three pianos near the front y.
remainder Of the floor stretching awav n.
the corridors of the lost He was goin. !.
get dark curtain, he explained, and furnish
the back part of the store as his own roo,.
"And then, you know" he always ada.
"I'ns reading law
The Plows had been asked in that even;n.
Bobby was there They were, Dwight He,
bert said, going to have song
Dl was to play And Di was now embarked
on the most difficult feat of her emotiona, E;.
the feat of remaining to Bobby Larkin H.,
lure, the beloved lure, the while to Cornish Oh,
instinctively played the role of womanlv l;,,l.
girl.
up by the festive lamp, everybody" Dwicht
Herbert cried.
AS they gathered about the upright piano
that startled, Dwightish instrument, stand;r,
in its attitude of unrest, Lulu came in with
another lamp.
DO you need this?" she asked
They did not need it; there was. in fact M
place to set it, and this Lulu must have known
But Dwight found place. He swept Ninian's
photograph from the marble shelf OF the mir.
ror, and when Lulu had placed the lamp there
Dwight thrust the photograph into her hands
You take care of that" he said, with
droop Of lid dscernible only to those who
presumably-loved him. His old attitude tow.
ard Zulu had shown terrible sharpening IN
these ten days since her return.
She stood uncertainty in the thin blsI
gown which Ninian had bought for her. and
held Ninian's photograph and looked helpless.
ly about. She was moving toward the door
when Cornish called:
See here! Aren't you going to singw
.sWHAT?" Dwight used the falsetto "Lulu
sing? Lulu?"
She stood awkwardly. She had piteous
recrudescence of her old agony at being spoken
to IN the presence of others. But Di had
opened the "Album of Old Favorites." which
Cornish had elected to bring and now
she struck the opening chord of "Bonny
Eloise." Lulu stood still, looking rather
plteously at Cornish Dwight offered his
arm, absurdly crooked. The Plows and Ina
and Di began to sing. Lulu moved forward,
and stood little away from them, and sang,
too She was still holding Ninian's picture
Dwight did not sing. He lifted his shoulders
and his eyebrows and watched Lulu.
When they had finished, Lulu the mocking
bird.'' Dwight cried. He said baird.
"Fine." cried Cornish. why, Miss Lulu.
you have good voice.
Miss Lulu Bett, the mocking bairdp
Dwight insisted.
Lulu was excited, and in some accession Of
faint power. She turned to him now, quietly
and with look of appraisal.
Lulu the dove she then surprisingly said,
''to put up with you
1t was her first bit of conscious repartee. 70
her brother-in-law.
Cornish was bending over Di
What next do you say?" he asked.
She lifted her eyes, met his own, held them
"Theres such lovely, lovely. sacred song
here" she suggested, and looked down
You like sacred music?"
She turned to him her pure profile, her eye
lids huttering up, and said: Il love it.
That's it. SO do l. Nothing like nice
sacred piece" Cornish declared
Bobby Larkin, at the end of the piano
looked directly into Dis face
Give me ragtime,' he said now, with the
effect of bursting out Of somewhere. Don't
you like ragtime?' he put it to her directly.
Dis eyes danced into his they sparkled fer
him, her smile was smile for him alone.
Let's try My Rock, My Refuge Cornish
suggested. That's got up real attractive"
Dis profile again, and her pleased voice say
ing that this was the very one she had been
hoping to hear him sing.
They gathered for "Nly Rock, My Refuge"
oh" cried Ina, at the conclusion of this