Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-02-21
Continued From Yesterdays starr
CHAPTER vi.


: UDREY passed a quarter Of ar
~ hour waiting in Victoria sta
"A ton, alternately making short
4 a excursions in search Of Dora
and studying the news bills
which were given up to the robbery o!
the Queen of Finland and the new
clues that had accumulated during the
day. Twenty minutes passed and Dora
hai not appeared.
Mrs. Grafitt had an exasperatins
habit of forgetting to post letters anc
Audrey remembered she had intruStec
the announcement Of her plans to the
old woman.
Her stock of spare cash was toe
small to rise to a taxi, so she sought
information from a policeman whose
knowledge of bus routes was evidently
encyclopedia. After waiting for some
minutes in the drizzle she found one
that was bound for Park lane, from
which thoroughfare Curzon street runs
London was a place of mystery to her;
but, by diligent searching, she at last
found the little house and rang the
visitors bell A short delay and the
door was opened by smart maidserv-
ant. who looked askance at the shabby
visitor.
Mrs. Martin Elton is engaged. Have
you come from Seville's?"
mo, I've come from Sussex" said the
girl, with a faint smile. will you tel
Mrs. Elton that 1t is her sister?"
The maid looked little dubious. but
ushered her into a small, chilly sitting
room and went out, closing the door
Evidently she was not expected, thought
Audrey, and the uneasinesS with which
she had approached the visit was inten-
Sified.
Their correspondence had been neg
ligible. Dora was never greatly inter
eSted either In her mother or what she
nagniloquently described to her friends
80 1.-THE farm; and when the younger
girl, in her desperation, had written FOL
assistance, there had come, after Iona
interval, five-pound note and plain
intimation that Mrs. Martin had neither
the means nor the inclination for phi
lanthropy.
Dora had gone on the stage at ar
early age and had made, q few weeks
before her mothers death, what hac
all the appearance Of a good marriage
In the eyes of that hard, unbendine
woman Dora could do no wrong, anc
even her systematic neglect never al
tered the older woman's affection, but
seemed rather to increase its volume
Day and night, year in and year out
Dora had been the model held before
her sister. Dora was successful; that
in Mrs. Bedfords eyes, excused al
shortcomings. She had been success
full even as an actress: her name hac
appeared large on the bills of touring
companies; her photograph had ap.
beared even in the London papers. BY
what means she had secured her fame
and founded her independence Mrs
Bedford did not know and cared less
The door opened suddenly and CIR
came In. She was taller and fairel
than her sister and in some ways
as beautiful, though her mouth was
straighter and the eyes lacked Audrey's
ready humor.
MY dear girl. where on earth have
you come from?" she asked in con.
sternation.
She offered limp, jeweled hand, ane
STOPPING pecked the girls cold cheek.
Didn't you get my letter, Dora?"
Dora Elton shook her head.
mo, had no letter. You've grown
child. You were gawky kid when
saw you last"
lone does grow" admitted Audre,
gravely. i've sold the cottage"
'But why on earth have you dom
that?"