Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1921-03-31
Illustrated By
Irwin Myers
coPy-'snt 1870 by the Ao+her

a decision and confidence that would
have made him uneasy had he been
less infatuated in the triumph of his
low cunning,
AS it was. not till long after he had
left did he recall that look, try with.
out avail to fathom it, and become
suspicious
The slamming of the outer vesti-
bule door disturbed them. Priscilla
turned hastily to peer out info thu
hall. On the tilet lace that covered
the glass of the front door the vague
silhouette of Mrs. Trowbridge showed
please" 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 comln'?' he inquired with
knowing look.
My aunt. daren't present you to
her. You must go"
"Well--but how about our next lit.
tie chat?" ia
Anywhere you say, any time"
81 say the Plaza. Four O'clock to
morrow afternoon. Wen have tea
Mind my draggin' Inez alongT
"No-surely not. But don't delay
now"
Mr.. Chilvers deity fiicked the stub
of his cigarette into the empty fire.
place. took up his hat and stick. and
moved gracefully out into the hall.
no DIa1a e1nr A-A
don't stand me up--not unless you'rs
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 of to
keep my appointment"
Don't mention 1t. Charmed to have
had the pleasure of seem you, even
for moment"
The door closed behind him. Aunt
Esther bore down on Priscilla with
supercilious brOws.
my dear child. who was that
strange creature!
"That?" Priscilla laughed with a
note Of hysteria. "Oh. nobody of any
consequence---just an acquaintance
an artist Of. a, sort"
IAN artist? thought as much 7"
Fhe good woman sighed. II did hope
you wouldn't bring such people to the
house. but presume :"
Priscilla laughed. and for the FIRST
time in days with genuine ring Of
mirth.
Don't worry. dear" she offered
vaguely; and added with more tie
cisi"n: by the way, I've been think
ing it's selfish Of me to keep you in
town In this heat. Besides. Ada Mover
won't pose again till some time pext
autumn. We might as well go down to
Southampton as soon as you can man
age. ~,
III. 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-
STA. For all that, II had its element of
clairvOyance. as the outcome was to
prove.
What instinct had fOreshadowed In
the dream proved true. The scene
was In a theater of the hills. set high
upon wooded mountain flank. over
looking deep wide valley, the soft
green velvet Of whose forest carpeting
was threaded by slender silver streams
and dotted with little shining lakes.
Sunlight. flashing level across the
eastern ridges. struck squarely bun
galOw set In the clearing, a rambling
structure that Rugged the earth the
primitive crudity Of It's undressed logs
belied by every refinement civilization
could contribute.
On the veranda. near the steps, lie
onora stood waiting, looking back in
TO the living room.
The eir was brilliant with beauty
new In Priscilla's knowledge OF her,
every shade OF care and discontent
disesishlished FROM her counienance.
it's clear pallor enriched by a new
found glow of wei-belng. In her eyes
peace had taken up It's abode.
Dressed In a brief skirt Of tan
twllIing and blouse Of white silk sim
ply fashioned, with high-laced boots
sturdy enough for woods walking. hat
less, her hair dressed low upon her
neck. she held herself with a conf
dence unrelated to her one-tme ar.
rogance. OF that truculent swagger
which had been so becoming in the
Street Of Strange Faces today no trace
survived. Here was woman so ut
terly regenerate that the history OF
her beginnings seemed completely
abolished and annulled and as If 1t
had never been.
So much. In those few days. love
had done for Leonora