, 1923-11-28

sInlleu, did Eve eat the apple? All
these you can have II you will let us
take you East. OF course. If l find
you cannot take this part. / will hold
myself accountable for you. I will not
let you be a loser in any way by the
experiment. With your beauty"-Yar-
nall fell back in his chair and gaped
from the excited speaker to the silent
listener ian your extraordinary
voice, and your magnetism. you must
be especially fitted for a career Of
some kind. promise to find you
your career"
Every drop Of blood had fallen from
James face and the rough hands on
her knee were locked together.
what part" she asked in a quick,
low voice, lis this that o think I
could learn to do?"
Jasper changed his position. He
came nearer and spoke more rapidly.
1T Is the story of a girl. a savage
girl, whom n man takes up and trains.
He trains her as a professional might
train II lioness. 1t Is a passion with
him to break spirits Inc shape them
~ las II ~ lldluS ueT WIFI COuX-
Ing and lashing-not actual flashing,
though l believe in one place he does
come near to beating her-and he gets
her broken so that she lies at his
feet and eats out of his hand. All this,
you understand, while he's an exile
from his w world. Then, in the sec
ond act-that Is the second part of
the play-he takes his tanned lioness
back to civilization. They go to Lon
don and there the woman does his
training Infinite credit. She is extraor-
dlnarily beautiful; she Is civilized, sue
cessful. cOurted. Her eccentricities
only add to her charm. So 1t goes on
very prettily for a while. Then he
makes a mistake. He blunders very
badly. He gives his lioness cause for
Jealousy and-to con- y to the point
she flies at his throat You see. he
hadn't really tanned her. She was un-
der the skin. a l~ioness. a beast, at
heart"
Jasper had been absorbed In the
plot and had not noticed Jane, but
Yarnall for several minutes had been
leaning forward, his hands frightened
on the arms of his chair. The instant
Jasper stopped he held up his hand.
Quiet, Jane" he said softly as a
man might speak to q %plunsing horse.
"Steadyl'
Jane got to her feet. She was, very
white. She put up her hand and
pressed the back of 1t against her
forehead and from under this hand
she looked at the two men with eyes
of such astonished pain and beauty as
they could never forget.
Yes" she said presently: that's
something / could do"
At once Jasper hastened to retrieve
his error. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been
clumsy. Do forgive me. Do let me
explain. l didn't mean that you were
a wild"
She let the hand fall and held 1t up
to stop his speech. I'm moi taking
o%ffense. Mr.. Morena." she said. "You
a you arrange plays and that you
have been seeking for some one to
play that girl, that lioness-girl who
wasn't rightly tanned. though the man
had done his worst to break herr"
Jasper nodded with a puzzled,
anxious air. For all his skill and sub
tlety. he could not Interpret her tone.
And you think I'm beautifully"
MY dear child. / know you are"
said he. "You try to disguise 1t. And
I know that in many other ways you
disguise yourself. I think you make a
great mistake. Your work is hard
and rough"
She smiled. I'm not complaining of
my work." she said. ITS rough and
so am /. Oh. yes, I'm real, true rough.
l was born to %roughness and raised to
1t. I'm not anything I don't seem, Mr..
Moreno. I've had rough travel all my
days. only-only-" She sat down
again, twisting her hands painfully In
her apron and bending her face down
from the sight of the two men. The
line Of her long, bent neck was n
beautiful thing to see. She spoke low
and rapidly. holding down her emo
ton. though she could not ontrol all
the exquisite modulations Of her
voice. There's only one part of my
travel that ! want to forget and that's
the n smooth bit. And It's hateful
to me and you've been reminding me
of II. ! must tell you now that I'd
rather be burnt by a white-hot from
here abe gave him a wide and horri-
fed look like a child who speaks OF
some dreadful remembered punish.
ment-"than do that thing you've
asked of ne. | hate everything you've
been telling me about. ! don't want