Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-05-19
catered with too many gaudy cush

ment she began to tiptoe about, looking
at the many. ornaments and photo.
graphs.
There were a great many Of Enid
Sanger herself. in all sorts OF costumes
md evening frocks. Elizabeth thought
she looked beautiful.
Oh, to be dressed like that! She vas
beginning to think that clothes were
the only things that counted in London.
To get on and be made much Of one
must be we'll dressed.
She put the photograph down with a
sigh and turned away.
a small satinwood piano attracted
her attention. and she went over to ".
looking at the open song standing on
the rack.
Won't You Re My LKtle Baby.
Boo?'
What a silly title, she thought, and
wondered what it could be about. She
sat down on the music stool and be-
gan turning the pages to read the
words Of the verses.
She looked very ld.fashioned and
quaint in the very up.to date room,
but for once she had no eyes for her
reflection in the long mirror opposite.
She had stepped into a new world,
and was finding every detail Of IL thor.
Oughly engrossing. She was leaning
forward eagerly reading the foolish
words of the song wheH the door behind
her opened and a man walked into the
room.
Elizabeth started and wheeled round
so suddenly that the music scattered
about her ip all directions. Then she
sat quite still as II she had been
turned to stone, for the man in the
doorway was Pat Royston.
Royston flushed scarlet when he saw
Elizabeth; then he took a quick stride
toward her.
What on earth are you doing
here!' he asked. He spoke. hurriedly
and his voice sounded as IL he were
angry. Without waiting for a reply
he went back: closed the door and came
back again to where she sat. too
amazed and embarrassed to move.
What are you doing here?" he re-
peated roughly.
Elizabeth rose to her feet. the nerv.
GUS color flooding her face in patches.
her lips trembling.
II came to see Miss Sanger. came
anyway, I can't see what business
1t Is of yours she added. desperately.
He hardly needed her words.
How do you know Miss Sanser?"
in his voice: then. seeing her distress,
he added more gently: ~ beg your
pardon, but was SO surprised, never
dreamed-will you please tell me how
you came here?"
His gentleness disarmed Elixabe
she answered readily enough. ~ met
Miss Sanger after-after I saw YOU the
other day. We were both standing up
in shop doorway out of the rain and
we spoke and-and I told her that
wanted to learn to dance. and-and
she said that she knew some one who
would teach me. She gave me her card.
and. 10. when got my money, came.
I've only just come.
an absurd little gilt affair which stood
among a heap Of silver trinkets on n
rosewood table: its hands pointed to I.
He took up Elizabeth's gloves and
purse from a chair where she had laid
them down.
Please let me take you home" he
said quietly.
Elizabeth cried out she put her
hands behind her back and her eyes
grew defiant.
Pat 10 Dioaatorial
What do you mean? I am not 60
ing home any more. hate living with
my aunt; nobody there wants me. You
can't take Inc home, I've got a perfect
right to be here" She broke off agi.
tatedly, and then. az If struck by the
hardness Of his face she added. pas
sionatcly: "If YOU re afraid that I
can't pay. ! can; I've got $50. l can
pay perfectly WELL"
Royston flushed and bit his lip saw
agely.
Have you paid Miss Sanger any
thing|' he asked curtly.
Elizabeth took her purse from him
and opened it eagerly.
NO. but-but ! can, of course.
don't know what you've got to do within
her, but l suppose she was thinking of
you when she said she knew some one
who would teach me to dance, and !
can pay you as well as l can any one
else
Royston opened the door.
You will please let me take You
home" he said Aintily. Miss Conyers,
you don't know what you are doing.
It's scandalous that your aunt does
not look after you better than to allow
you to 60 about as you have done,
picking up acquaintances N this fash
ion. know you're very young,
Elisabeth interrupted angrily.
III You are here, why should l not
be here? I'm not going home. I'm
going to see Miss Sanger, I'm going
to wait till she comes in
He moved suddenly from the door.
Here she is.' he said.
He walked over to the window and
stood looking out, his back turned to
Elizabeth.
There was the sound Of closing
door outside and Footsteps and a