The Jasper news., 1922-01-19

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She looked obllquely at his set face
and what she saw there made hei
feel ashamed.
On the bright level Of the upper ter
race tea was merrily in progress. Miss
Field had duly come down to preside
and all was well. Isabelle, as she
dropped into a chair, gave n sigh Of re.
lief; everyone was amused and alb.
sorbed and happy. Everyone. that is
except the magnificent and sharp-eyed
old lady who sat, regally throned
near her, and favored her Immediately
with a dissatisfied look. Old Madame
Carter had her own good reasons for
being angry, and she never spared any
one available from participation in her
mood.
She was remarkably handsome, even
AT seventy-five; with crown of pulled
white hair, gold-rimmed eyeglasses.
and an erect and finely preserved fig.
ure. Her voice was Electrically deep
and clear, and her manner vigorous
and impressive.
We'll, my dear, your friends we're
naturally wondering what important
matter kept their hostess away from
her guests" she began. Isabelle
shrugged and smiled carelessly. with
an Indifferent glance at the group.
Harriet is managing very nicely"
she said, cOntentedly, as Tony, with a
somber face and averted eyes. brought
her her ten.
$50 Ward seems to think" observed
Wards grandmother with acldlty. Isa-
belle laughed indlfferently. Her son.
slender and tall. and with something
of her own engerness and fire in his
sunburned young face. was beside Miss
Field, who talked to him in a quiet
aside while she busted herself with
cups and spoons.
Perfectly safe there!" Isabelle
said.
Il should hope so !" old Madame Car
ter remarked. pointedly. AT least IL
there's any of our blood In his veins
but, of course, he's all SlOcum. They
used to say of my Aunt Georglna that
she never married because the only
man she ever loved was beneath her
socially"
Isabelle knew all about Aunt GeorS-
ina. and she looked YEARLY away. "The
Bellamys are coming In for awhile"
she observed. with deliberate irrelev.
ance, "and hope they'll bring their
Swaml-or whatever he is. with them.
He must be queer creature"
He's not a Swami, he's an artist"
Tony said, drawn into a casual CONVEX.
sation much against his will. "Blon-
din-Pve met him. cant bear him.
he makes me sickv
He relapsed Into gloomy silence. and
Isabelle put into her laugh something
affectlonate and soothing.
HE evidently lives by his Wits" she
suggested. (which Is something you
have never had to dol"
Tony scowled again. II was part
of his charm for her that he was the
spoiled darling of fortune. Handsome
and young, and with no family ties to
restrain him, he had recently come
into his own enormous fortune. His
book, his easy French, and his unruf-
fed self-confdence in any imaginable
coupled with his youth,
had strong attraction for a woman
of the financial restrictions
Of her own early years and the llmlta-
lions of her publlc-schOol education.
"Why don't you go to the club and
dress now, and come back and dine
with us?" she said, in an undertone.
"Do you want me?" he asked,
sulkily.
"Tm asking your"
For answer he stood up, and smiled
vistfully down upon her, with a hest
fancy she knew well how to interpret |
n his eyes. He had been longing 50 }
hIrstlly for just that permission, and
The had been yearning so to give 1t |
Happiness came back into both their
learts as he turned to go, and she
ave him just a quick touch of a warm
title hand in farewell.
Other guests had come In, and Miss
field was extremely busy. and Ward,
Ielplng her officially. was busy, too.
Fun to have you down here :" he said,
n her ear.
Harriet Field had an aside with
Maid regarding hot water. Then she
ave Ward an indulgent. an older-sls-
erly glance. He was In years almost
but at twenty-seven the
Dung woman felt him ages her junior.
10 xuoc q fnvots iHpaonanoghIo - Z
nd he and his mothers secretary had
lways been good friends since the
ay. four years ago now, when the