Beverly banner., 1924-09-26

| be hardly recognizable.
SHE was dressed with great severity.
but everything she wore was fine and
rich. Her skin was like a rose leaf,
her dark eyes were trimmed with faint
violet shadows-eyes made for sorrow,
but shining with pleasure and hospi-
tality now. Ellen thought she had
never seen whittier teeth, or more
beautiful scarlet mouth to enhance
their whiteness.
She had been beautiful seven years
ago, she was more than that now. She
radiated charm and personality, there
was hint of sadness in her face when
1t was in repose, there were hum
dred provocative attractions In her
thoughtful smile. She was ready with
a French phrase, German phrase,
she touched lightly upon the Italian
political situation, she had the name
of Russian novelist readily upon her
tongue.
Ellen thoroughly liked George Lath-
rop, who was Gibbs senior by only six
or seven years, and his best friend.
George was lawyer and a man Of
Importance, but he was somewhat In
significant In appearance, and his man
ner still betrayed the country boy who
has fought his way to the top.
"You must help me get some new
gowns" Ellen said, realizing for the
first time in seven years that gowns
really were important. "Of course at
home-in Paris, mean, I've worn
only studio things"
"But, my dear, you should have got.
ten loads Of things In Parisw Lillian
said. you'll think they're pirates
herer
"Well, / did get an evening gown,
and an afternoon Dress" Ellen said.
"Gibbs and l tried to pick out some
thing smart. But really it Is hard,
there. There are so many new models,
and one can't tell which is going to be
adopted-and so many women dress
just to fit their own types, now, re-
gardless of style! ~
"Here we are" Joe, who could not
move his delighted eyes from his sis
ter, said suddenly. They all got out
at the great hotel, where, Ellen
learned, they were to stay for day
or two, instead of the Hotel Brevoort,
before going down to the country
house, to which Lillian had given an
Italian name, ''ViIlino dell Orto."
Josselyn, Senior, 1t appeared, kept
suite at the Biltmore throughout the
entire year. He and his wife could
come and go at their own pleasure,
change in their own familiar rooms
from street attire to evening Dress
keep an appointment there with mani
curist or masseuse, or entertain their
friends with a cozy meal served be-
fore their own fire. Today he had en-
gagged the adjoining suite for his sons
family.
isn't this corkingf" Gibbs exulted,
when the younger Josselyns were
alone.
"Oh, Gibbs, it's such fun! And
aren't they dears to do it all-and
aren't you glad now that made you
write when Tom was bornl" Ellen had
taken off the big blue coat, and the
jacket of her suit, and appeared in a
loose little blouse of dark-blue velvet
with a deep collar of old lace. She
opened the door into the drawing
room Of the other suite, and there, to
the child's delight, was the lunch
table, with two walters lowering about
1t, and a shining display of covered
dishes and steaming pots. They gath
cred about 1t Immediately, Ellen be-
tween Joe and George Lathrop.
Tommy chattering to his enraptured
grandfather, Gibbs and Lillian max
ing each others acquaintance after the
long years.
Afterward, Ellen walked to the lift
with her brother, and stood there talk
ing to him as If she would never be
done.
"You seem to like Mr.. Lathrop,
Joe?"
Hes a kingi" Joe said, with a
quick meeting Of eyes.
"And the boy, is he nice, Joe?"
"George-he's all right. He's in col
lege. now. Harvard"
"And how's Harriet7 She must
be-"
"She's nineteen"
rs she all over the sickness nowT"
Ellen had remembered suddenly that
the tomboy Harriet had had a fright
ening illness about year ago-some-
thing that their vague reports had
given her to understand was like an
infantile paralysis.
"Sure. She limps some-she's get
ting WELL" Joe fell SILENT straighten-
ing the corner of her lace collar care
fully. Something in his gravity trou-
bled her vaguely, and she turned
thoughtfully back to her room, won
dering. At the doorway she met
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