The Washington times., 1923-11-16

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who had lived the greater part
Of her life abroad. Il was driving
one day with Judge Trent and saw
you walking with Mr.. Dinwiddie.''
''Trent-at!''
He had his first fun look into
those wise, unfathemable eyes.
Standing close to her, she seemed
somewhat older than he had guess
ed her to be. although her face was
unlined. Probably II was her rs.
inarkabie poise. her air Of power
and security and those eyesl
What had not they looked upon9
She smiled and poured broth from
4 tlermos bottle.
Yo1l are forgetting your whislxey
and soda, she reminded him.
He filled his glass, took i sand.
wich and sank into the depths
Of leather chair. she had
seated hershlf On an upright
thrOne-like chair opposite. Her
black velvet gown was IKE
vase supporting q subtIy moulded
Hover Of daxzlinEt fairness. she
wore the three rows 81 pearls that
had excited almost as much spec
llation al her mysterious self.
A she drank her mild beverage
she looked at him over the brln1
Of her cup and once more APP
peared to be on the verge OF
laughter.
''Wiil YOU tell me who you are?''
asked Clavering bluntlx, ''This Ii
hardly fair. you know.
Mr.. Dinwiddie really managed
10 coax nothing from Judge Trent?
he called three times, / under.
stand"
MOT 4 word.
'.IIe had my orders she said
ooolly. II am obliged to pass
some time in New York and /
have my reasons FOR remaining
obscure
Then you should have avoided
first nights"
but understood that society
did not attend first nights. SO
Judge Trent informed me. / love
the play. Judge Trent told me
that first nights were very anus
ing and that l would be sure to
be seen by no one I had ever
met in European society"
Probably not" he said drily
and feeling decidedly nettled at
her calm assumption that nothing
but the society Of fashion counted.
'.But the people who do attend
them are q long sight more dis
tinguished in the only way that
counts these days and the women
are often as well dressed az any
in the sacrosanct preserves
''Oh. / noticed that" she said
quickly. Charming intelligent
faces. great variety Of types.
and many-but many-quite adj
mirable gowns. But who are
they, may ask? thought there
was nothing between New York
society ana the poor but-well,
the bourgeoisie."
He informed her.
Eccentric
"Ah! You see-well, I always
heard that your people Of the
artistic and intellectual class were
rather eccentric ratner cultivated
pose"
''Once, maybe. They ali make
too much money these days. But
there are freaks. IL you care to
look for them. Some Of the sud-
denly prosperous authors and
dramatists have rather dizzy
looking wives; and I suppose you
saw those two girls from Green.
witch Village that sat across sthe
aisle from you tonight?"
She shuddered. "One merely
looked like a Hottentot. but the
other!-with that thin upper layer
Of her short black hair dyed q
greenish white, and her haggard
degenerate green sface. What do
they do in Greenwich Village?
IL it an isolation camp for de-
fectives?"
EFT was once colony of real
artists, but the big fish left ana
the minnows swim slimily about.
giving off nothing but their own
siclxly phosphorescence."
''1ow interesting. A sort of
Latin Quarter, although never
saw anything in Paris quite like
those dreadful girls"
Probably not. As a race we
are prone to exaggerations. But
are you not going to tell me
your manner"
She had finished her supper
and was leaning against the high
back Of her chair, her long slen.
der but oddly powerful looking
hands folded tightly on the black
velvet Of her lap. Once more he
was struck by her absolute re.
pose.
"But certainly. I am the Coun-
tess Zattiany."
"The Countess Zattiany!
The Countess Josef Zattiany,
20 h.