The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
By Arthur SOmers Roche
The Most Popular Author of Love
And Mystery Tales
Today

IOuVe Den SO Oears SO-SO-an-
gelic, is the only word that fits
it. Both Of you. I'll adore you
always. But you mustn't didn't
come to New York to let other
people. no matter how sweet and
generous they might be. do for
me-"
The Judge cleared his throat.
Quite right. my dear; quite
right"
.'of course she is" said Mrs.
.Walbrough.
Clancy hid her mirth. 1t is a.
wonderful thing to realize that in
the eyes of certain people we
may do no wrong. that, whatever
we do, even though these certain
people have advised against it,
becomes suddenly the only COR
rect, the only possible course.
And to think that she had known
the Walbroughs only a few days!
Fate had been brutal to her
these past seven days; but Fate
had also been kindly.
But you'll continue to make
this your home-for the present,
at least" said the Judge. Until
this affair Is closed"
To have refused would have
been an unkindness. They wanted
her. Clancy was one of those
persons who would always be
wanted.
The Judge, as she was leaving,
wrote on a card his private office
telephone number.
IF you got the listed one, you
might have difficulty in speaking
: with me. But this wire ends on
my desk. answer it myself"
Clancy thanked him. Mrs.
Walbrough kissed her, and the
Judge assumed q forlorn, abused
expression. So Clancy kissed him
also. - ~
A servant stopped her in the
hall.
"Just arrived, Miss Deane," she
said, putting in Clancy's hand a
long box, from one end of which
protruded flower stems. Clancy
had never been presented with
store" flowers before. In Zenith,
people patronize a florist only on
sorrowful occasions.
ea1fva~ NJ thu u10rfnsrG
red roses that filled the box,
Clancy knew that she would
never go back to Zenith. She
had known it several times dur
ing the past week. but today she
knew it definitely. finally. With
scandal lowering in a black cloud
over her, she still knew it. These
roses were emblematic Of the
things for which she had come
TO New York. They stood for
the little luxuries, the refinements
of living that one couldn't have
in a country town. Had the
greatest sage in the world come
to Clancy now and told her Of
what little worth these things
were in comparison with the
simpler, truer things Of the
country, Clancy would have
laughed at him. How could
q man be expected to under
stand? Further. she, wouldn't
have believed him. She had
seen meannesses in Zenith that
its gorgeous sunsets and its tonic
air could noL Eradicate from men,
DRY.
She turned back, and upstairs
found Mrs. walbrough.
I'm fix them for you," said the
Judges wife.
But Clancy Rugged the opened
box to her bosom.
These are the first flowers
from a florists that / ever re-
ceived." she said.
BLESS your heart" said Mrs.
walbrough. I'll even let you fill
the vases" Mrs. Walbrough
could remember the first flowers
sent her by her first beau. But
you haven't read the card" she
cried.
Clancy colored. She hadn't
thought of that. She picked up
the envelope.
"Ohr she gasped, when she had
torn the envelope open and read
the sender's name. And there
were scrubbed words belong the
engraved script: ITO a brave
young lady"
Mutely she handed the card to
her hostess. Mrs. Walbrough
smiled.
He isn't as brave as you, my
dear. Or else" she explained,
he'd have written, TO a beau
tiful young lady Why" she
cried, that's what he started to
write! Look! THERE'S a blot; and
it's scratched"
Clancy's color was fiery.
He wouldn't have!' she pro-