The Washington herald., 1922-01-31
centsnsss from Yesterday,

Conftnsed FROM fesfeTdoy,
1T has its evils, though" laughed
Jeanne. indicating a little stack Of
letters: Those are communica-
tons from photographers wanting
TO take my wedding pictures: for
lists wanting to do the church dec
orations; modistes and milliners,
wishing to submit models for my
trousseau: jewellers. offering sug-
Eestions for vic's wedding gift to
me. Isn't il amusing how
quickly one springs from Obscurity
into the spotlight"
Adele shook her head.
You've only just begun to learn
my dear: From now on. every move
you make will be faithfully chron-
fcled. not only up to your maria ge.
but straight on through the rest OF
YOUR life. Society reporters and
camera men are always lying in
wait for any unwary Barstowe."
Did They Knew In Isws. 90
Jeanne smiled into her teacup
She wondered IL any Western pa
Ders. carrying photographs of her.
would reach Emily and her brood
She hoped not. II would be tire
some TO explain TO Aunt Emily, and
perhaps dirfcult to make her under
stand that Jane Dare was dead and
Jeanne Dare was without Iowan
sntecedents.
Her idle curiosity was partially
answered one afternoon a few days
later when a wire arrived from
Henry Harrison.
ha sR
read. L hope you will be happy.
If you ever cease to be. you know
where to come"
Rather sporting OF Henry" was
leanne's mental comment. as she
carefully tore up the telegram and
dropped the pieces into her frivolous
little wastebssket
Adele Parkinson. who was again
her tea guest, was watching her
with amused eyes
Il believe YOUR middle name Il,
discretion" she remarked. Rather
an unusual quality in a young and
beautiful girl these reckless modern
days. Why"
Jeanne shrugged and studied the
ring Barstowe had given her
would it be too trite to remind
you that discretion is the better
psrt OF vslor? And I think
have been reasonably cour-
sgeous?"
Adele ran her fingers through the
huny hair OF the dog in her lap.
Cssld Jeanne Be Reckless. .
Il wonder" she said. SLOWLY, Ct
wonder il. ever in your life. you've
done anything really reckless and
mad"
Jeanne smiled. secure in her in
ward knowledge. She wondered
what this modern young widow
would say il she knew the extent OF
Nthe mad gamble on which she was
lsnnc rtu.
Because il you haven't" Adele
wone on, you surely will before
YOU die It's a feminine law OF
averages. Unless. OF course
YOU should fall in love with Vic
Bsrstowe".
Jeanne started. caught AdeIe's
Keen tyes regarding her amusedly.
md sank back on her cushions with
a smile.
What makes you think that 7
don't love him now? I'm going to
marry him. am not?"
Adele nodded sagely.
There are mighty few girls in
this world who wouldn't marry Vic
Barstowe II they had the chance
But as to loving him-well. most
NJ them would love him. He's won
terfully lovable. But YOU.
my sweet child-you don't mind If
speak frsnkly-vili never love
any one but your own adorable.
psmpered. luxury-loving self Oh.
don't misunderstand me-" she said.
quickly. as she caught Jeannes
frown. I'm not censuring you for
II. I share your ideas perfectly
Little Adele comes hrst with me all
ways And yet. sometimes
I wonder IL I won't do some silly,
romantic thing - be swept away
from the false glitter of this tinseI
life. and wake up to ind myself
wearing sunbonnet and raising
chickens and churning butter at
sunrise;