The Washington times., 1923-12-01

pour forth irresisttbly and i'm
personally. Hc was not jeal-
GUS OF Dinwiddie or Osborne al.
though the black frown on the
latter's brow was sufficient evs-
dence of e deerly personal re.
sentmentl, and although he did
not flash Madame Zattiany 4
meaning glance. might indeed
have sat at her board for the
first time, he knew that he had
rever made q better impression.
Her eyes, which had been heavy
ard troubled as they took their
seats at the table. and as old as
eyes could be in that perfect set
ting, began to look like a gray
landscape Illuminated by distant
flashes Of lightning. Before long
they wereS full Of life, and re-
sponse, and laughter. And PRIDE
There was something very like
pride in those expressive orbes
(not always as subject to
her will as she fanciedl, as
they dwelt on the brilliant
young Journalist whose mind
darted hither and tl1ither on
every subject he could sum
mon that would afford the oppor-
tunify Of witty comment. He even
quoted himself skipping the past
two nnonths--an what had been
evolved with much deliberation
and rewriting sounded spontane-
ous and pertinent. But in truth
he was so genuinely stimulated be
fore the brief hour was over that
when he returned to his rooms he
wrote his column before turning
in. He felt as II fiery swords were
playing about his mind, flashing
out words and phrases that would
make his brother coIumnists. no
siuggards Id words and phrases
themselves, green on the morrow.
For. the moment he was quite
happy AZ he always was when his
mind was abno11na'ly duiclened.
and he dismissed women and their
Internal whims to limbo.
When he awol1e at q o'clock il
the afternoon his brain felt like
the ashes Of = bonfire and his spir-
its were eaden weight. He
knew what was to be expected Of
reaction, however, and after his
punch bag and showers he felt bet
ter He'd see her today and forca
some sort Of understanding.
But when he opened his door
and saw letter in her handwris-
ing, and evidently delivered by a
servant, as it was unstamped, his
hand shook and his half-recovered
confidence fled. This time he
made no attempt at the farce Of
self-discipline; he opened it at once.
When he saw that it began with
out sformality he drew q longer
breath.
II am not going to see you un-
I'll Saturday" it read, when I
hope you will take me to Miss
Dwight's party. Meanwhile shall
ask you not to see Mr.. Dinwiddie
nor anyone else likely to discuss
me. shall not care to stay long
at the party and If you will return
with me will tell you my secret,
such as it Ii. shall only say
here that had no intention of
making q mystery Of myself, 70.
did not expect to exchange q
word with anyone in America but
Judge Trent and his business as
sociates. / came to America for
one purpose only. to settle my af-
fairs, which would have dragged
along interminably IL I had not
been here to receive my alienated
properties in person. Iknow many
people in New York, but I had no
idea Of seeing any Of them, al.
though tempted on account OF rhe
money they might help me to col
lect for the children of Austria.
But had decided to leave that ua.
til the last minute. I not only
was no longer interested in these
old friends. OF mine, but / dislikcd
the explanations I should be forced
to- give them, the comments, the
curiosity, the endless questions.
What mean by this you will know
on Saturday night.
"But it is not the first time in
my life that have discovered the
futility of making plans. My
meeting with you and the profound
interest you have awakened has
upset all calculations, I expected
nothing less! II I had I should
have told you the trutM the night
we metz But it never occurred t.
me for an instant that 1 could love
any man again. had done with
all that years ago, and my inten.
ton was to give my life and my
fortune to certain problems in
Europe which shall not bore you
with here.
Possibly if had met you cas-.
ually with Judge Trent. or IL I
had not chosen to avoid my old
friends and met you at one OF
their houses, as might easily
have done, I should have made no