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CHAPTER VIII?Continued
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Jane smiled at him with her chin
tilted in her bird-like way. She was
really having the time of her life.
iShe was thrilled and fascinated by
the beauty of her surroundings, and
gradually Frederick began to take
on something of the fascination.
After dinner they sat in the great
drawing-room?a portentous place?
with low-hung crystal chandeliers? ?
pale rugs?pale walls?with one corner
redeemed from the general j
chilliness by a fireplace of yellow |
Italian marble, ar.d a huge screen
of peacock feathers in a mahogany
frame. ?
"I call this room the Ice Pal- 1
ace," Frederick told her. "Mother 1
furnished it in the early eighties? i
and she would never change it. And I
now I rather hate to have it dif- 2
lerem. I warmed this corner with
the fireplace and the screen. Edith i
always sits in the library on the 1
other side of the hall, but Mother
and I had our coffee here, and I s
prefer to continue the old custom." v
Jane's eyes opened wide. "Don't \
you and your niece drink your cof- t
fee together?"
"Usually, but there have been
times," he laughed as he said it,
"when each of us has sat on opposite
sides of the hall in lonely state."
Jane laughed too. "Baldy and I
do things like that."
They finished their coffee and he
smoked a cigar. Edith and Baldy
telephoned that the thing was more
serious than they had anticipated.
That perhaps he had better send
Briggs.
"So that means I'm going to have
you to myself for an hour longer,"
Frederick told Jane. "I hope you
are as happy in the prospect as I
am."
"I am having a joyous time. I
feel like Cinderella at the ball."
He laughed at that. "You're a refreshing
child, Jane." He had never
before called her by her first name.
"Am I? But I'm not a child. I'm
as old as the hills."
"Not in years.'
"In wisdom. I know how to make
ends meet, and how to order meals,
and how to plan my own dresses,
and a lot of things that your Edith
doesn't have to think about."
nuu yet you are nappy."
"I'll say I am."
He laughed but did not continue
the subject. "I've a rather wonderful
collection of earrings. Would you ,
like to look at them? Queer fad, '
isn't it? But I've picked them up tl
everywhere."
"Why earrings?"
* "Other things are commonplace
?brooches, necklaces, tiaras. But
there's romance in ttpe jewels that >
women have worn in their ears. t
You'll see." "
He went into another room and J
brought back a tray. It was lined
with velvet and the earrings were
set up on tiny cushions. It was a
unique display. Cameos from ancient
Rome, acorns of human hair t
in the horrible taste of the sixties? t|
gypsy hoops of gold?coral roses in ,
delicate fretted wreaths?old French ,
jewels?rubies, emeralds, sapphires, ?
and seed pearls, larger pearls set ^
alone to show thfeir beauty, and a w
sparkling array of modern things,
diamonds in platinum?long pendants
of jade and jet?opals dripping
like liquid fire along slender chains. ?
She hung over them.
"Which do you like best?" he v
asked. .
"The pearls?" *
He was doubtful. "Not the white
ones. These?" he picked up a pair
of sapphires set in seed pearls? v
rather barbaric things that hung
down for an inch or more. "They'll h
suit your style. Have you ever worn ?
earrings?" L
"No." 8
"Try them." *
He helped her to adjust them?and 1
his hand touched her smooth warm r
cheek. He was conscious of her a
closeness, but gave no sign. a
There was a little mirror above .
the mantel. "Look at yourself," he 11
said.
She tilted her head so that the 0
jewels shook. The blue lights of the ?
tones made her skin incandescent. 1
Frederick surveyed her critically. c
"You ought to have a more sophisticated
gown. Silver brocade 4
with a wisp of a train." 1
"It changes me, doesn't it? I am .
cot sure that I like them." 1
What a joy she was after Adelaide.
As if the name had brought her, a *
voice spoke from the door. "I f
wouldn't let Waldron announce me,
Ricky; may I come in?"
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She stopped as she saw Jane. "Oh,
you're not alone?"
"This is Miss Barnes, Adelaide. I
think you met her brother today at
luncheon. Edith telephoned that you
and Eloise had found her."
"That's what 1 came about, to
warn you. Eloise has the reporters
on her trail. She'll be over in a
minute. But the harm will be
done, ! am afraid, before you can
stop her."
"Oh, I'm resigned. Edith's coming
back tonight. Miss Barnes'
brother is bringing her."
"Really'" Adelaide Laramore
was appraising Jane. A shabby
child. From the threshold she had
lad a moment of jealousy. But
the moment was past. Frederick
was extremely fastidious. He adored
aeauty and this Barnes child was
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Jane was unfastening the ear ings.
"Aren't they heavenly, Mrs.
jaramore?"
"The sapphires?" Mrs. Laramore
;at down on the couch. Her evening
vrap slipped back, showing her
vhite neck. Her fair hair was swept
ip from her forehead. She had a
1
Jane sat very still at her desk.
>ng face, with pink cheeks and penilled
eyebro#s. She was like a porrait
on porcelain, and she knew it,
nd emphasized the effect. "The
apphires? Yes. They're the choice
f the lot."
She went on to speak of Gloise.
She is simply hopeless. She has
>ld the most hectic tales and all the
apers have sent men out to the
tin."
"Well, they escaped. They started
arly and have been hung up at Alxandria."
"Eloise and Benny and the Caplin
dined with me. She was still
"lephoning when I left. I told her
tiat I did cot sanction it, and that I
hould come straight over and tell
ou. But she laughed and said she
idn't care. That she thought it
ras great fun and that you were a
ood sport."
"I shan't see her," shortly; "she
ught to know better. Setting reortcrs
on Edith like a pack of
rolves."
"I told her how you would feel,"
Adelaide reiterated.
"I should see her if I were you,
Ir. Towne," said a crisp, young
oice.
Adelaide turned with a gasp. With
er slippered feet crossed in front
f her, Jane looked like a child. For
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ood view of those candid gray eyes,
tiey had a queer effect on her.
!yes like that were most uncomnon.
Fearless. The girl was not
ifraid of Frederick. She was not
ifraid of anyone.
"Why should I see her?" Frederck
demanded.
"Won't it just add to her sense
it melodrama if you don't? And
vhy should you care? Your niece
s coming home. And that's the end
if it."
"You mean," Frederick demandid,
"that I am to carry it off with
in air?"
Jane nodded. "Make comedy of
t instead of tragedy."
Adelaide slipping out of her wrap
vas revealed as elegant and distinguished
in silver and black.
"May I have a cigarette, Ricky, to
lettle my nerves? Eloise is tremen
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dously upsetting." Adelaide was
plaintive.
Jane watched her with lively curiosity.
The women she knew did not
smoke. Baldy's flappers did, but
they were abnormal and of a new
generation. Mrs. Laramore was old
enough to be Jane's mother, and
Jane had a feeling . . . that mothers
. . . shouldn't smoke . . .
But none the less, Adelaide Laramore
and her exotic ways were
amusing. She had a brittle and artificial
look, like the Manchu lady in
uie Museum, or something in wax.
Jane was brought back from her |
meditation by the riotous entrance
of Eloise and the two men.
"I knew Adelaide was telling
tales."
"I told you I was coming, Eloise."
Eloise stared at Jane when Frederick
presented her. "You look like
your brother. Twins?"
"No." Jane decided that she liked
Miss Harper better than she did
Mrs. Laramore?which wasn't saying?much
. . .
"The reporters are on their way
to Alexandria?full cry." Eloise all
in emerald green, with her red hair
in a classic coiffure, was like some
radiant witch, exultant of evil. "You
mustn't scold me, Frederick. It
was terribly exciting to tell them,
and I adore excitement."
"They aren't there."
"Where are they?"
Frederick chanted composedly,
"We three know . . . but we will
never tell . .
"Adelaide will, when I get her
alone."
"I will not."
"Then Miss Barnes will. Do you
know how young you look. Miss
Barnes? I feel as if you'd tell me
anything for a stick of candy."
They roared at that. And Jane
said, "Nobody ever made me do
anything I didn't want to do."
And nnvv Rpnnv nn^ !"?
??...j wuu wit va{Jiaiu '
looked at her, and looked again.
What a voice the child had, and
eyes!
Eloise, on the couch, hugged her
knees and surveyed her gold slippers.
"They are putting my picture
in the paper and Adelaide's.
They saw one on my desk?"
Mrs. Laramore cried out, "Benny,
why did you let her do it?" and
there was a great uproar?in which
Eloise could be heard saying:
"And they are going to have a
picture of the Inn, and one of your
brother if they can get it. Miss
Barnes."
Jane began to feel uncomfortable.
She was, she told herself, as
much out of place as a pussy-cat in
a Zoo. These women and these men
reminded her somehow of the great
sleek animals who snarled at each
other in the Rock Creek cages.
Frederick did not snarl. But she
had a feeling he might if Eloise kept
at him much longer.
It was in the midst of the hubbub
that Edith entered. She walked in
among them as composedly as she
had faced them at the Inn.
"Hello," she said, "you sound like
a jazz band. ' She went straight
up to Frederick and kissed him. "I
suppose Eloise is shouting the news
to the world." She tucked her hand
in his arm. "There are more than a
million reporters outside. Mr.
Barnes is kponinff *?? "
" u?J"Where
did they find you?"
"Heard of us, I suppose, at the
Alexandria hotel. We didn't realize
it until we reached here, and then
they piled out and began to ask
questions."
Frederick lifted her hand from
his arm. "I'll go and send them
away."
Eloise jumped up. "I'll go with
you."
And then Frederick snarled, "Stay
here."
But neither of them went, for
Baldy entered, head cocked, eyes
alight?Jane knew the signs.
"They've gone," he said. "I told
you I'd get rid of them, Miss
Towne."
He nodded to them all. Absolutely
at his ease, lifted above them all
by the exaltation of his mood. Finer,
Jane told herself, than any of them
?his beautiful youth against their
world-weariness.
Edith was smiling at Jane. "I
knew you at once. You are like
your brother."
They were alike. A striking pair
as they stood together. "It is because
of Mr. Barnes and his sister
that we got in touch with Edith,"
Frederick explained. He had regained
his genial manner.
"Oh, really." Adelaide knew that
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she and her friends ought to go ai
once. Edith looked tired, and Eloisc
at moments like this was impossi
ble. But she hated to leave anyone
else in the field. "Can't I give yoi
a lift?" she asked Jane, sweetly
"you and your brother."
But it was Frederick who an
swered. "Miss Barnes lives at Sher
wood Park. Briggs will take hei
So Adelaide went away, and Elo
ise and the two men, and Edit!
turned to her uncle and said, "I'rr
sorry."
Her face was white and her eye:
were shining, and all of a rudder
she reached up her arms and pui
them about his neck and sobbed a:
if her heart would break.
And then, and not until then, little
Jane knew that Edith was not like
one of the animals at the Zoo.
In Jane's next letter to Judy she
told her how the evening with the
Townes had ended. And that she
had invited the Townes and Fol
lettes for tea the next afternoon.
When she had written the last line
Jane sat very still at her desk. She
was thinking of Evans. She hadn''
seen him for three days. Not since
the Sunday night she had gone tc
the Townes. That night in the fog
hod impressed her strangely. She
had felt for Evans something thai
had nothing to do with admiratior
for him nor respect nor charm. Hu
weakness had drawn her to him, a:
a mother might be drawn to a child
His struggle was, she felt, some
thing which she must share. Not a:
his wife! No . . . That kind of love
was difTerent. If only he would le'
her be his little sister, Jane.
He had not even called her up
When she had invited him and hi:
mother to tea with the Townes, Mrs
Follette had answered, and had accepted
for both of them. Evans, she
said, was in Washington, and woulc
be out on the late train.
When he arrived ahead of the others
on the afternoon of her tea
Jane said, "Where have you been1.
Do you know it has been four days
since we've seen each other?"
"Weren't you glad to get rid ol
me? I've thought of you every min
ute." He dropped into a seat beside
her.
She was gazing at him with livelj
curiosity. "How nice you look."
"New suit. Like it?"
"Yes. And you act as if some
body had left you a million dollars."
"Wish he had. I bought this outfit
with a first edition 'Alice in Wonderland,'
" he laughed and explained
"I've been getting rid of some ol
our rare books. I feel plutocratic
in consequence. Five hundred dol
lars, if you please, for that old Hogarth,
with the scathing Ruskin in
scription. And I'm going to oper
an office, Jane."
"In Washington?"
"On Connecticut Avenue. Same
building, same room, where I started."
"Evans, how splendid!"
"Yes. You did it -Tnno "
"I? How?"
"The night of the fog. I nevei
realized before what a walking-stick
I've been?leaning on you. Hence
forth you're the Lady of the Lantern
It won't be so fatiguing."
He was smiling at her, and she
smiled back. Yet quite strangely
and inconsistently, she felt as if ii
changing his attitude towards her
he had robbed her of some privilege
"I didn't mind being a walking
"Well, I minded. After this IT
walk alone. And I'm going to work
hard, and play around a bit. Wil
you have tea with me tomorrow
Jane? At the Willard? To celebrate
my first tottering steps."
She avreeri mocpIu "t* ?
-w , o? 'J 4t WUi ut
like old times."
"Minus a lot, old lady."
That was the way he had talkec
to her years ago. The plaintive note
was gone.
"Take the three-thirty train anc
I'll meet you. I'll pay for the tax
with what's left of 'Alice.' "
"Don't be too extravagant."
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