Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1925-02-25
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
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child, she had once described as
crumpled sind of day. She remem-
bered darling Jimmy" looking at her
in a vague way and saying in his
gentle, cultivated voice:
"Crumpled, by dear Jone? What
do you mean by crumpled?'
And Jane, frowning and direct: II
mean thing that's got crumps in it,
Jimmy darling"
And when Mr.. Carruthers did not
appear to find this a sufficient expla
nation she had burst into emphatic
elucidation:
II was cross and nurse was cross
and you were cross. Yes, you were,
and l had only just opened the study
door ever so little, and ! didn't mean
to upset the milk or to break the
soap dish. And, oh, Jimmy, you must
know what crump is, and this day
has been just chockful of them.
That's why / said it was crumpled."
The day of Henry's departure was
undoubtedly a crumpled day. To start
with letter from Mr.. Molloy awaited
Jane at the breakfast table. 1t be-
gan My dear Renata," and was
signed Your affectionate father. Cor
nelius r. Molloy." Mr.. Ember re-
marked at once upon the unusual cir
cumstance of there being a letter for
Miss Molloy, and Jane, acting on ar
impulse which she afterWard re-
GREETED, replied:
TITS from my father. Do you want
to see what he says?"
Thank YOU said Jeffrey Ember
He glanced casually at the bald SEN
fences in which Mr.. Molloy hoped that
his daughter was well, and expressed
dislike of the climatic conditions
which he had encountered on the voy-
age. His eyes rested for a moment
upon the signature, and quite sud-
denly he cast a bombshell at Jane"
What does the r. stand for?" he
said.
Jane had the worst moment of
panic with which her adventure had
yet provided her. She was about to
say that she did not know and take
saved her
rs it Renatus?'' he asked.
Jane broke into voluble speech.
"Oh, no." she said. MY name has
nothing to do with his. I was called
Renata after an aunt, my mothers
| twin sister. They were exactly alike
| and devoted to each other. and I was
called after my Aunt Renata, and her
| only daughter was called after my
mother"
| Here Jane bit the tip of her tongue
and stopped, but she had not stopped
in time. Mr.. Ember's eyes had left
| Molloy's signature and were fixed on
her face.
And your mothers name?" he said.
| Jane" faltered Jane.
And are yeu and your cousin as
much alike as your mothers were?"
Jane stared at her plate. She
| stared so hard that the gilt rim
seemed to detach itself and float like
nimbus above half-fnished slice
of buttered toast.
II don't know" she replied. 81
| don't remember my mother and l
| never saw my aunt" Once again she
| bit her tongue, and this time very
| hard indeed. She had been within an
ace of saying, MY Aunt Jane"
But you have seen your cousin.
BY the way, what is her surname?"
'Smith-Jane Smith"
You have seen your cousin. Jane
Smith? Are. you alike?"
II have only seen her once" Jane
| grasped her courage and looked
straight at Mr.. Ember. He either
knew something or this was just idle
| teasing. In either case being afraid
| would not serve her. A spice of hu-
NOR might. You're frightfuIly in
| terested in my aunts and cousins"
she said. DO you want to find an
| other secretary just like me for some
one? But I'm afraid my Cousin Jane
isn't available. She's married to g.
man in Bolivia"
At this point Lady Heritage looked
over the edge of the Times with a
| frown, and the conversation stopped
Jane finished her buttered toast and
admired herself because her hand did
not shake.
| Continued in TomorroW's Star