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f««“ “^ttnir ii,,,. iiiiiimnif- - ... . , . ' j* NEWS OF WOMEN F Fourth of Fortnightly Dance Series Eclipses All the Previous Functions ♦-—-* - Seasons Debutantes Attend Oraton Hal! Affair in Full Force. The fourth in the series of fortnightly dances, given last evening In Oraton Hall, was the most successful of all. The hall was prettily decorated in red and green, with large punch bowls at either end of the hall. The patronesses were: Miss M. An toinette Quinby, Mrs. William B. Kin ney, Mrs. Chauncey G. Parker. Mrs. James S. Polhemus. Mrs. Gilbert Potts, Mrs. Robert Harris McCarter, Mrs. Schuyler B. Jackson, Mrs. Martin Den nis, Mrs. Francis Barklie, Mrs. Arthur H. MacKiei Miss Alice W. Hayes, Miss Agnus Gifford and Miss Isabella Bal lantine. Previous to the dance Mrs. Robert H. McCarter gave a dinner for members of the younger set at her Home, in South Broad street. The table was decked with roses and ferns. Covers were laid for Miss Agnes Ritchie, Miss Dorothy Lee, Miss Eleanor McCarter, Miss Charlotte Smyth, Miss Helen Os borne and Messrs W. Clark Syming ton, C. Osborne Wheeler, Irving Glffln. William Carter, Robert Baliantine Bradley and Mr. and Mrs. McCarter. There were other dinner parties to pre cede the social evening. Among the dancers were noted the season’s debutantes. Miss Eleanor Mc Carter, Miss Dorothy Leo. Miss Agnes Ritchie. Miss Charlotte Smythe and Mr. and Mrs. George Green Lewis, with their guest, Miss Claribol Walton, of Boston: Miss Bryce, of Morristown; Miss Katharine TIowell Jones, of South Orange; Mr. and Mrs. Littleton Kirk patrick, Mr. and Mrs. Jaspar E. Crane, Miss Edna Crane, Miss Cora Crane, Alan de Schweinitz, Miss Florence El more Murphy, Miss Helen Osborne, Miss Antoinette Quinby Scudder, Mr. and Mrs. Wallace M. Scudder, Mr. and Mrs. Charles F. Nicholson, Mr. and Mrs. Robert If. McCarter, Mr. and Mrs. Albert II. Atha, Mr. and Mrs. E. Mar tin Philippi, Miss Louise E. Polhemus, Mr. and Mrs. Henry G. Atha, Miss Irene Higbio, Miss Helen Hlgbie, Miss Elizabeth Osborne, Lewis Hay, Miss Grace Trusdell, tile Misses Dodd, W. Clarke Symington, Harrison Higbie. Gayle Young, Robert B. Bradley, Philip Hedges, Andrew Hedges, William Carter, Zachariah Bejeher, C. Osborne Wheeler, Irving Griffin, Samuel A. Hal sey, Edwin S. Lines, jr., Alfred N. Dennis and George Barker. TEA BV MISS MULLIGAN. Cards have been issued by Miss May Mulligan, of VI Washington street, for a tea to be held at her home Saturday afternoon from 1 until 7 o’clock. CARDS AGAIN TODAY. Mrs. George Green Lewis, of 257 Clin ton avenue, is repeating this afternoon the card party she gave, yesterday. Mrs. George Barker and Miss Osborne poured tea at the clc^e of the game^ yesterday. The table" was lighted by' soft, shaded candles and decked with cut flowers. Ambng those wjio played were Miss Claribel Walton, of Boston, and Miss Charlotte Smyth, who re ceived with Mrs. Lewis; the Misses Adelaide and Matilda Dodd, Miss Helen Osborne and Miss Elizabeth Os borne, Miss Georglana Haight, Mrs. Harold Armour Dodge, Miss Eleanor McCarter, Miss Dorothy Lee, Miss Irene and Miss Helen T. Higbie, Mrs. Jasper E. Crane. Miss Elizabeth Carter, Mrs. Pierre S. Ross. Mrs. Edward W. Scud der, Mrs. Littleton Kirkpatrick, Miss Florence Elmore Murphy, Mrs. Albert H. Atha. Miss Edna Crane, Mrs. B. Foster Wilkinson and Mrs. Sumner Shailer. “CHOCOLATE” FOR MRS. BARTHMAN. Mrs. Harry Barthman. of Berlin, Germany, will be the guest at a ‘•choco late" to be given by Mrs. Newton A. Bornstein. of 454 High street, Satur day afternoon. Mrs. Barthman is visit ing Mrs. Bornstein MISS ATWATER’S “BRIDGE." Miss Elizabeth Atwater entertained at bridge yesterday at her home, 1091 Broad street, in honor of Miss Faith Davis, of Washington, who is her house guest. ’ Those present included Miss Emily Illingworth. Miss Roberta Ward. Miss Hildegard Howard. Miss Flor ence English, Miss Inez Stengel, Miss; Mabel Strempel, Miss Bessie Osborne, Miss Grace Wiggln, Miss Mildred Wig gin, of Orange; Miss Marie Robertson, Miss Madeline O’Neill. Miss Nina BIs sell, of East Orange; Miss Margaret Moore, of Cleveland; Mrs. J. A. Becker, of New York; Miss Bessie Grover, Miss' May W. Cooper, Miss Edith Dickinson, Miss Louise Vaughan, of East Orange; Miss Florence Schanze, Miss Helon Paul, Miss Hazel Bliss, Miss Margaret ] Dale, of Detroit; Miss Isabel Gregory, Miss Emma Martin, Miss Antoinette Martin, Mrs. Charles Hartshorn, Miss Emily Ward and Miss Stella Watson. I 0R WOMEN'S MEETINGS. At the Public Library on Thursday at 3 o'clock there will be a meeting of women artists and those interested in artistic work, to arrange -for women’s meetings to be held at the Artists’ Club rooms, In Academy street. The rooms are vacant during the after noons, and several women have ex pressed a desire to make use of them. All who are interested are invited to attend the Thursday meeting. MAX J. FISCH SURPRISED. Max J. Fisch, of 73 Barclay street, was given a surprise party at his home Sunday night. A solid gold fountain pen was presented to him. The rooms were decorated with flags of all nations and the reception-room with (lowers and colored lights Jack Gelrud and Samuel Weber, comedians, entertained the guests. William Bergen played va rious instruments. Among those pres ent were Miss Hattie Neuworth, Miss Dora Lowenstein, Miss Rose Balfour. Miss Sadie Fisch. Miss Mollie Jacob son. Miss Anna Ginsberg. Miss Eliza | beth Barnard, Miss Pearl Schrler, Miss Hannah Fisch, Mrs. G. Fisch, Miss Jennie Magat, Michael Byock, Abra ham Friedman, W'illiam Levy, Peter Fisch, David Armm, Max J. Fisch, David Horoutz, Samuel H. Osterwell, Joseph Gibian, Samuel Hollander, Will iam Berger. Samuel Berger. Jack Gel rud, Samuel Weber, Harry Lowen stein and Harry Baer. SICK BENEFIT DANCE. Success marked the eighteenth an nual entertainment and dance of the Germania Woman's Sick Benefit So ciety No. 1, in Wiesemann's Hall. Ferry street, last night. There was singing by the Orpheus Singing Society and Miss Mulligan Hostess at Tea. Other Society Notes of Local Interest. many other organizations contributed to the program. Those in charge o ' the arrangements were: Mrs. Elizabeth Leyritz, Mrs. Lena Wiesemann. Mrs. Caroline Waag, Mrs. Theresa Giese, Mrs. Louise Shea, Mrs. Margaret Wen zel, Mrs. Theresa Gennan. Mr Chris tina Koenig. Mrs. Elizabeth St<: h. Mrs. Catharine Aab and Mrs. Jo cphlne Buehkr. MISS FINK’S BIRTHDAY. Miss Catharine C. J. Fink, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Christian Fink, cele brated her 18th birthday anniversary in her home, 75 Delavan avenue, last night. There were vocal and instrumental se lections and dancing. Among the guests were: Mrs. Paul Baudendlstle. Mrs. Louis Ke'ler. Mrs. Adolph Fink. Mrs. Robert Richter. Mrs. Julia Schu: k. Mr. and Mrs. Guslav Weber, Frederick Weber. Mrs. Charlotte Steinkupf, Miss Elsie Keppler, Mr. and Mrs. John Ken zie, Sidney Stevenson, Arthur Steven son, Mr. and Mrs. August G. Eckert and Mrs. S. A. Gottwalt. COSTUME MUS1CALE. Plans are well under way for the cos tume musicale to be given by the mem bers of the Guild of the Babies’ Hos pital in the interests of that institu tion, Thursday night. February 18, when tlie Hoyt Sister, of New York, professional entertainers, will give a program of fancy costume dances, songs and impersonations of stage celebrities, that will be sure to please the most particular. The Hoyt Sisters have often appeared at New York society functions. They wc-re the entertainers at a reception given last week by Mr.-:. Nichols in honor of Miss Margery Gould. Tickets have been selling rapidly, and it is ex pected that a substantial sum will be realized, which wilt be put to good use in the ever-growing hospital. Miss Matilda Bodd is chairman of the entertainment committee, other ac tive workers are Miss Crane, Miss Florence Elmore Murphy. Miss Hen rietta Bigelow, Miss Helen Osborne and Miss Katherine Young. A number of the young men will act as ushers. WOMAN’S PRESS CLUB. At the business meeting of the New Jersey Woman’s Press Club in the Free Public Library yesterday afternoon It was decided to publish a club woman's calendar some time In the summer, with an appropriate quotation for each day in tlte year. The advisability of issuing cards of membership to tlSisc it: the club was discussed, but no ac tion was taken. Plans were discussed for future social affairs and ways of broadening the club’s interests. There was a large attendance of members from the Oranges, Jersey City, Ho boken, Elizabeth and this city. Miss Ada D. Fuller, of Jersey City, presided in the absence of the presi dent, Mrs. William C. Ward, of East Orange. WHIST POSTPONED. The charity whist which was to have been held tomorrow night at the home of Mrs. Parsonnet, 134 West Kinney street, has been postponed until a week i from tomorrow night. __, I OR WOMEN AND THE HOME >:! _ ♦ ♦( « »»» > t t 11 > I H t M I H 1| n t I 11 >1 l i | i ♦ CREAM CHIFFON EMBROIDERED IN SILVER MAKES THIS GOWN BEAUTIFUL A “perfect dream of a gown" is here with depicted, of soft cream messaline satin, gracefully draped over the bust in a suggestion of the surplice fashion and with a long clinging skirt which ends in a good-sized train. Over this is worn a robe of cream chirTon, em broidered in silver and pale green threads, with panel effects in the front adorned with nale green and silver •••.•.. . . -_j fringe and tassels. The tight sleeves end at the elbow and are covered with closely shirred chiffon. Above the sur pliced draping is a yoke of fine baby Irish lace. The gown gives an effect of exquisite simplicity, though a close in spection shows a studied elaboration of detail. The correct coiffure for such a robe should be in the low. Greek style, with bands of silver gauze. White silk waists are banded with ’ colored silk. Simulated silk button 1 hides are used to further the trimming note. 1 Dear Margery Doon I am a girl of 18. I met a young man of 20 at a dance. He called at my home and h ked me to go to a dance, hut I found out the other day that he went out with other girlr. to I did not accept his invitation. Kindly let me know' if it v ould have been proper to go with him. CONSTANT READER. There was no reason why you should have refused. A young man may hav as many girl friends as he cares to cul tivate, as long as he is not engaged, and a young woman has the same priv ilege with regard td young men. Surely you did not expect him to give up the tciety of nil o* Ms girl friends just for . take of escorting you to a dance. About lime He Proposed. Dear Margery Doon: T am a girl of 20, and have been keep- | it ' company, for t he pest two years; v Jh n ger.t cm t Co years of age. He' invites me * greu-; many places of | amusement and : .ms to care a great ] deal for me at *; . He has never j fcpokcn of matrlnv ny, and as he is so much older than I. I would like to know if you think my time is being wasted. , or if he really loves me. This a seri ous matter to me. so will you please lei rr.o have your opinion as soon as pos sible. WAITING. A man of thirty-live would hardly give all of hit; time to a girl unless h» loved her and wanted to marry her. Only very young men do things of that sort. But it o rtainly Is high time he proposed, if he has been monopolizing j our time for two years Why do you not pretend n m eat interest in some onr else? If he objects you will then have an opportunity to say that he has no right to object, because he is not your liance. This will give him an oppor tunity to ask for your hand, if he in tends to. If he does not speak of mar riage very >oon I would advise you to give up his companionship and try to forget birr. and next time try to give your love to some one nearer your own age. ^ Sometimes She's Nice and More Times She s Mean. Dear Margery Doon. Please giv» your advice. I am s ; ■ ng man of 23, and in love with a glv! f IS. At times she seems to care for ic very much and then all of a sudd. ;.i»e will not look at me at all. go t g vo dancer and parties with other young men. When 1 write she will not an. vver ur.d then all of a sudden she will call me on the telephone and in vt. m*- to call. I can never depend on her. and if T talk of love she only e ugh Will you please tell me how to .act so as to find out if she really care? or not. as 1 am all st sea. UNCERTAIN 1 think she .-are? for you in a way. ■n has an idea that there is nothing like popularity Why do you not give her a little of her own medicine? When she calls you up after one of her lapses. b< ' . rv friendly, hut tell her with polite n -rrct that you are sorry you cannot accept her kind invitation on account of an Important engagement. Then call on another girl on the night she names If she cares for you even a little the idea that another girl is winning you will make her change her tactics sud denly. 7i5 <+: <S5 •*> .% ■ AUNT MATTY’S MENU % »' ■»? <♦> * WELlNEfiDA Y—BItEA 1CFAST. Grapes Hominy and cream Bacon and eggs Hot rolls Coffee LUNCHEON. Bean puree Croutons Hash on toast Fried potatoes Sweet tomato pickles Canned ranpberr s, sugar cookies Tra DINNER. Cream of pea soup Broiiod steak Hashed potatoes Gravy Canned string beans Olives Fruit sale ’ Cgffee Bryan cake THE MENU RECIPES. Bean Puree. After once making baked bean soup it will be tried often. Moisten a cup or more and put through a puree sieve; add u minced onion and cook in a pint of water or stock until tender, adding water as needed. Then proceed as for cny cream soup, making the beans for the base. Bean soup needs to be nicely seasoned and served with a quarter of boiled egg in the centre of each dish and a sprinkling of parsley. Fruit Salad. Yolk of two tggs, one-third cupful vinegar, two tablespoonfuis sugar, one half taolespoonful mustard, boil until thick; when cold add one cupful whipped cream. Fruit—Five good sized apples, two oranges, ten cents worth walnuts. Any fruit that you prefer can be used w ith this dressing Bryan Cake. Two cupfuls of sugar, half a cupful of butter, two eggs, one cupful of i ream, three cupfuls of flour, one tea spoon of cream tartar. Mix thoroughly ;♦> m •:*>**<«-> * NEWS FOR SHOPPERS * Ss- 5K- X x- x xxx ■xfc At I,. Bamberger & Co.'s there is a sale of linen centrepieces with Germwn and French Cluny lace borders. The prices are remarkably low. 4 A special sale of tapestry- portieres n many desirable shades with plain or fringed ends, is being held at Hahna & Co.'s. Those who travel south to escape tile, cold weather would do well to inspect ! the assortment of summer slippers and • txford ties at L. £. Flaut & Co.'s. Valentines and post-cards of all kinds are being sold rapidly at the W. V. Snyder Company's. This firm has also a fine display of dinner cards and favors. An advance assortment of spring flowers and foliage is displayed in the millinery department at the David Straus store. Wide taffeta ribbon of a heavy riuality, suitable for little girls’ hair ribbons, may be purchased at Lissner's. “Tfte Case of Lady Rroadstone” First of Serial of Great Fiction Offerings to Appear Exclusively in THE EVENING STAR.. Start Reading This Today. □ POWERFUL NEW SERIAL by Arthur W. Marchmont, Author ot “By Right of Sword,” “In the Name of a Woman,” “A Dash for a Throne,” “My Lost Self,” “Courier of Fortune,” “By Wit of Woman, “In the Cause of Freedom.” (Copyright, 1908. by Arthur W. March mont. Entered at Stationers’ Hall. All rights reserved. SYNOPSIS. Eva Petherby, daughter of John Petherby, a millionaire, loves and is beloved by Don Stuart, a manly youth, and chum of Eva’s brother. Stuart asks her father for the girl’s hand, but is forbidden the house. Dess than a year later the broken-hearted girl is lorced into a marriige with Lord Broadstone, a dissipated scoundrel, the black sheep of his family. He has been in America and married there, but on the eve cf Ills wedding to Eva assures her father his iirst wife is dead. ’Hie marriage Is about to take place when Gilbert Dorrison. Lord Proadstone's cousin, writes to the latter that the American wife, whom Uroadatone had tried to poison, is still alive. Nevertheless, the wedding takes place. Gilbert Dorrison meets on an Atlantic steamer Mrs. Seth P. Porloek. a rich American widow', who in reality is Dora Broa-lstone’s flist wife, although Dorrison does hot know It. On shipboard Dorrison makes his court to Mrs Porloek and in London he proposes to her. She tells him that he has her love, at the same time informing Dorrison that her money in a New York bank has been exhausted. (Continued From Yesterdsy.) “You have spent a thousand pounds in a fortnight!'? he broke in. “The only thousand pounds you had?” "I knew you would come to me, Gil bert. You are not angry? You said nothing could shake your love." He was already congratulating him self upon his escape; and his pale face ■was set and resolved as he folded up the letter very precisely and returned it. “It is not for me to be angry," he answered. “What can I do for you?” “You have usked me to marry you.” “My dear Mrs. Porloek, I am not ricli enough to marry anyone who can spend that sum of money in a fortnight.” "But you asked me,” she insisted, en joying his confusion. He got up and paced the room. “Why, then, tills Carlton business is all a de ception.” She nodded. “Your dress, your Jewels, your signs of wealth?" "Don't they become me? Don’t 1 look the part?” “You—you are an adventuress. These debts you have ineurrei^ without means to pay them. They may involve you in trouble—in great trouble—even with the police.” “Can they?” she asked, irresponsibly. “I can give the things back “What are you going to do?" "To do? Why, to become your wifi, of course.' "But I cannot inarry ari adven turess.” “I am the same woman as I was on ♦ ho Aronia.” I “Well, but you are an adventuress.” She shrugged her shoulders, and her diamonds sparkled and scintillated. Then with a laugh: “I suppose I am." “You can't expect me to marry you in that case?” "But what can I do? Without money, without friends—if you desert me— without even means to get back to the States. Mr. Dorrison—Gilbert! Surely you won’t—oh!” and she sank back in her chair apparently In great distress. Her dejection touched him slightly in spite of his disappointment. He was willing to help her if he could. And then an idea occurred to him. He sat down again and said quietly: “Let us talk it over. Of course, mar riage is out of the question, but I can help you if you really can get rid of these debts." “I can do that—my jewels will do that,” she answered. “Show me.” “I can help you to make perhaps enough money to enjoy legitimately some of the things you have had here.” “I will do anything, in the world for money,” cried Sadie, wdth excellently simulated desperation. "You can keep a secret?” “Have I not kept this? Did anyone on the ‘Aronia’ suspect?” “Well, there is a secret involved. You have played your part so well that you could play another—this time wdth me to help you. There is a man I know who has lately married a girl with a huge fortune. He has been already married—unknown to her—and the first wife is living. Tlie man and wife have not met for fnany years. If you will play the part of that first wife, there is a fortune for both you and me. You say you have come to the end of things with this”—and he waved his hand about the room—"and will do anything 1 for money. Well, here is a chance of making enougli to do all this in earnest.” Sadie sat buried In thought. “I could do it," she answered at length; "but who Is the man, and w hat is all this to you?” she asked. "Never mind that for the present. You will know all in good time.” A very different Gilbert Dorrison this from the fascinating ship companion of a few days before, thought Sadie. “But how could I personate the wife? The man would know me in a moment,” she objected. "I doubt it; allowing for the lapse of time, and if we make certain changes | in your appearance. You and she may not have been unlike each other years ago.” “Oh, it is horrible!” sighed Sadie. “But I must have money.” "I have her likeness with me. I have ' often meant to ask you whether you had ever seen her. This is the first wife.” It was a photograph of—herself! The room seemed to reel with her. But in a moment she had regained self possesion and rose. “Mr. Dorrison, you have made the mistake of your life. I am no black mailer—not even an adventuress. I have just fooled you with this letter. My bankers are Morgans, and my story about poverty just a fairy tale. I have made it my business to find out a great deal about you since my arrival in London, and you may hear of me again. Tills was just a play-acting test. Go, please, and take with you this knowl edge—there is one woman in London who knows you for the paltry scoundrel you are!” Too dumfounded to reply, Dorrison left the rom at once; and Sadie sat down to think over the strange knowl edge so strangly gained. CHAPTER V. norrlson’s Blank Cartridge. GILBERT DORRISON felt his de feat keenly. Never in his life before had he had to drain such a cup of humiliation, and the taste rankled and enraged him beyond meas ure The disappointment was bad enough. He had had the golden apple of fortune in his very hands, only to have it torn from him with degradation and insult and without even a faint hope of re covery. But the disappointment was not hy any means the worst. He had been so out-juggled that in his folly he had let i the mask of his hypocrisy be snatched away. Had the skin been torn from his 1 flesh the pain and smart could not have ! been worse. All through the night lie ■ winced at the remembrance of Sadie's ! contemptuous glances, and shrank un- ■ der the lash of her bitter words. His own stupidity in not having made inquiries about her wealth beforehand ' was like a sword in the flesh. There w6re a dozen ways in which lie could have found out the truth and he groaned as he thought how, with that easily gained knowledge he could have answered her avowal of poverty with passionate declarations of unselfish love for herself and have pressed her to marry him. wealthy or a pauper. Instead of that, lie had let her see right into his inner nature. "There is one woman in London who knows you for the paltry scoundrel you are!" The Words l it like acid, for there is little misery mor. acute than that of a hypocrite in the hours which follow his first detection. Even Sadie would have been satis fied with the punishment she had in flicted upon him hud she known what a night ot agony he endured. The next day, however, he was able to take a less d pressing view of the position. The p< rsonal smart was dulled. He had made a fool of him self and had hot the best thing that Fortune had ever put in his reach; but. after all, she could do him no real injury. It was not likely their paths would cross again: and even if sh remained in London she was not likely to meet those who knew him, nor if sh did to tell them anything. All that he had done was to refuse to marry her when she said she was poor, and thousands of men would have done the same. As to his proposal that she should personate his cousin’s wife, he had mentioned no names; and if any necessity arose he could easily deny the whole thing, or pretend that he was merely testing her. And in all other respects he stood just where he did before the thing oc curred. He was in want of money, it was true, but lie could trust himself to get enough out of his cousin to smooth matters over. He had for some rears spent a great deal more than his income, and had lost considerable sums in stock exchange speculations. As the heir to j the broach-tone title and estates, he ' had never had any difficulty in raising money up to the time of his cousin's marriage, and his debts ran into a ; good many thousands. The marriage hud made a difference, of course. The ' money-lenders had closed their cash ; boxes, and some of them, in deed, were ! pressing for repayment. He looked into Ids affairs that morn- ■ lag. and not without some uneasiness law that lie must have some five thou - lands pounds to meet immediate needs. He would go down again to Broadstone lowers that day and get it from his / cousin. A very slight turn of the screw ought to be enough to squeeze that sum out of him, although he was by no means willing to part with money. The Towers was a deadly dull house I to a man of his disposition, and just at present it was additionally gloomed ! by the shadow of Mr. Petherby's death i two months before. The rich rfians anticipation had been fulfilled. He had died as he had lived—at work. He fell | back in his chair one day in his office | at tlte big varnish works, and in two I minutes was a dead man. Npr was it easy to find a single individual, except j Eva, who regretted him. Eva had always shrunk from the task I of entertaining people, and now pleaded l.is death as a reason for seeing no one, and she passed most of her time aione, or with Jack when he was at the Towers. She saw very little of her husband He was often absent from Broadstone, and, when there, spent most of his days shooting or riding, and passed the eve nings in his own rooms, where he could tipple at his ease. She was glad to see Dorrison. Jack liked him, and she took her cue from him. Her life of subjection to her father had made it difficult for her to form any independent opinions or to take any initiative herself. Her nature was one which required some stronger will to rely upon and cling to. She found Dorrison when she went down to dinner and welcomed him sweetly. "A pkasant surprise, Mr. Dorrison. 1 em giad to see you.” "Didn't Bertram teU you 1 was com ing? I wared him." "I have not seen him today But he never tells me anything. You see. it wasn’t necessary for me to know, I mean," she added, with a fair.t and rather sad smile. "You are always wel come, and v.o don't count you as r. guesl. Your rooms are always ready. ' “Thai's very pleasant of you, Eva. But if 1 had known. I would have wired you as well as Bertram. You have tile knack of always saying pleas ant tilings, you know." "Have 1?" slit’ replied, quite simply. "But I really mean I am glad to see you. Jack's coming in a day or two, and lie’ll be gdad to see you, too.” "How your face brightens when you speak of him, Eva.” "He's all I have in the world to—1 j j mean, we have always loved each other 1 so much. You see, in the old days at j Petherby I was so dependent on him i for heaps of things.' "I understand," he replied, meaning- ; iy “Don't tell Bertram I said anything; I like that. But I-" She filtered and : j stopped. Then with another wistful ; smile she added: "I am afraid I am | always saying things I ought not, ex I eept to Jack, of course; but he under | stands.” "I hope I understand, too, Eva. But I wish with all my heart you were i happier. You deserve it; on my soul you do.” i Eva tried to restrain a sigh, and to cover it with a smile. "I don’t know that I am unhappy, except that I have one little bother now. Iam losing my maid, and she has been such a com panion that I shall miss her. One gets ' so used to people about one. I know ; I'm very selfish.” : "I wish I could think that was your only trouble,” declared Dorrison earn iestly. and with a steady look that some what disconcerted her. Before she could reply. Lord Broad stone entered. He took no notice of Eva. who shrank away to the window "Hullo, you here already, Gilbert?" he said. “They told me you were out when I arrived. Didn’t they tell you I was hero?" "I only came in in time to scramble into my things. Dinner's ready. Come on. For once I declare I am hungry;” and he went off. leaving Dorrison to give his arm to Eva and follow Eton the pretense of common cour tesy had been abandoned by him. The dinner was a dull affair. His lordship ate much and drank more, and ■ his only remarks to his wife were made w-hf n he grumbled at something on the table. Dorrison tried to make conver- j sation with Eva, but she was over weighted by the presence of her hus band; so that even Dorrison, who could | always talk readily, found himself a little at a lots. When the wine had had some effect. Broadstone spoke a little to his wife. "Been out today?" he asked, abruptly. "I went for a drive this afternoon, Bertram." she replied, much like a child to an elder. “You look pesky. Want more air. Too much indoors. I wish you'd teach l.cr golf, Gilbert.” "I should be delighted. Where are the links?” ‘•Within motoring distance. Do you no end of good, ’ he added to Eva. ‘ Jack's coming in a day or so. Ber tram. I 'shall get out more then. It s so lonely getting about by oneself." ell. it’s your own fault. You won’t see anybody. But jack’ll wake you up a hit, I hope. I’m glad he’s coming." Eva smiled. Any kind reference’ to her brother pleased her. "I hope he’ll he here tomorrow or the day after," she said as she was leaving the room. He got up and opened the door for her—an unusuai act of attention—and said with a smile; "Try to buck up a 1 it, Eva.” But as soon as she had left the room he shrugged his shoulders and grimaced as he resumed his seat. .. “She doesn’t seem very happy, Bertram." said Dorrison. "She’s a doll; that’s all. A^d one isn’t in the mood always to be playing with dolls," he returned impatiently. Gets on one’s nerves. Perhaps the cub will do her good." "I like Jack," declared Dorrison "All right. I shan’t be jealous,” sneered Broadstone. “But what brings you back so soon? I was glad to get your wire. How’s the widow?" "It’s off. I made an ass of myself, to tell the truth.” He could already force himself to speak lightly of it. "I cried off. It turns out she hasn't really any money, so I beat a diplo matic retreat.” "Trust you for diplomacy. But what a sell, eh?" "Oh, 1 don’t know I wanted the money; but I’ll be hanged If I wanted a wife." “Comes to that, we all want money, by Jove." Broadstone had a strong sus picion of Dorrlson’s object and meant to forestall him. “Except you, you mean " ^ , "My dear fellow. I’m as poor as a rat. Think of throwing myself on the parish to get some pocket money." A little joke at which he laughed "But now the old man’s dead you ought to be on velvet." “Velvet? Cotton-waste s more Ilk > it The Towers are mortgaged up to the hilt, and every pound I spend 1 have to go to my wife for. If you’d married the widow, you’d soon have known what that meant Velvet!" and he laughed again. (Te Be C»a«iane4 Tomorrow.) , ’ »'» ■ iot'. , . wifvl/WfcArtjfcP*'*