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SYNOPSIS The story opens with Eleanor Sanrer. one of New York's most beautiful heiresses, silting in a box at the theater beside her widowed father looking critically at Dean, the successful youne lawyer whom she is to marry the following day. She realises with cool detachment that she does not love him. Her mind goes back to deep infatuation for Phil. horn ehe had been forced to give tip by h."r father three years before There is something inexplicable in Phil's wiilinf departure, but she had accepted her ft te. Suddenly her attention was foeu'ed upon a remarkable voting chorus rlrl on the stage. CHAPTER TWO “TW JOT too much admiration, fv Carey,” chuckled Rannie Curwood. “You're going to be married tomorrow’, and you'd better reserve that eager eye for Eleanor. Anyway. peaches as they are. there isn't one in the bunch that touches tomorrow's Mrs. Carey.” Dean turned and looked at his f^ncee. "Such a statement Is so superfluous that no answer is required. Nevertheless,” he w ent on with that judicial impartiality which always tickled Eleanor, “there’s a girl at the end o' the line who is almost as pretty as you are, Eleanor.” The only flaw in Dean’s character was that in an effort to be judicial he frequently forgot his sense of humor. Still, it was a trait that made Eleanor feel almost maternally toward him. She stared at the girl designated by Dean. She was pretty; more than that, she had that indefinable air which is mistakenly taken as an indication of breeding, but which really is an indication of character. But still more than this she had: were it not for the fact that her hair was blond, while Eleanor’s was black, they might have been, these two—one of whom was a chorus girl and the other was to be the most fashionable bride of a season —twin sisters. Eleanor wondered that the others didn't see this amazing resemblance. “She looks exactly like me,” she said. But the others, oddly, didn’t agree with her. She laughed off her statement with an affectation of a pout. “She's prettier than I am, and you’re all impolite enough not to admit we re alike.” But the others already had forgotten the chorus girl in their delight at a comedian's antics. Strange, she told herself, that the others couldn't see the likeness. Strange, that her acceptance of it should be accompanied by a queer apprehension. She hardly saw the scenes—the performance was that glorified vaudeville which is termed a revue —in which the girl who resembled her took no part. It was rather uncanny, this seeing oneself in a role entirely foreign to one's character, inclination and upbringing. For, whether the others saw the similarity, Eleanor Sanver became more Impressed with it at each reappearance of the chorus girl. a a a IT was more, she told herself, than a physical likeness. The girl's movements, the way she used her hands, the set of her head upon her neck—all these things conspired to add to the eeriness of the likeness. “Sure nothing is on your mind?” asked her father. She smiled at him. __ “Not a thing in theworld, Daddy Tom,” she assured him. Then impishly she nodded toward the chorus girl, who now was close to their box. Then she looked at her father, raised her eyebrows questioningly, and pursed her lips in unuttered implication. Tom Sanver grinned delightedly. One of those rare creatures, a onewoman man. he had been faithful to Eleanor's mother throughout their brief married life and steadfastly loyal to her memory since her death. But he rejoiced in flattering insinuations that his career had been cast among the ladies. His denials of such innuendos always were feeble and accompanied by a show of mock embarrassment, as now, when he pretended to be flustered.

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“Eleanor, you're a bad girl,” he chuckled. “Why not? I have a b-a-d daddy,” she retorted. “She even has your trick of glancing sideways. The descent of the curtain on the first act and the entrance into their box of acquaintances, friends and sycophant anxious to pay court to an active financier, a retired magnate, a rising politician, an established hostess, and the season’s reigning beauty, cut short the exchange between father and daughter. When the curtain rose again that vague apprehension, which had suddenly intruded into Eleanor’s mind at first sight the girl, hsd become strangely magnified, so that she did not care to comment furthe;.* on the likeness. Now what on earth was the matter with her? she asked herself. Suppose the girl looked as much like herself as one new penny looked like another? There was nothing in this to cause a sane person uneasiness, nothing to make a normal person feel that something untoward was in the wind. This in itself proved that she was in a highly nervous condition. Probably all girls who contemplated marriage on the morrow were nervous. And her condition was peculiar in that she knew that she never could achieve that romantic love for her husband which is a maiden's natural hope. But there was no use in dwelling on the frustration of her romantic dream. She finally had accepted Dean, and in twelve hours she would be his wife. a a a OUT upon the stage pranced the chorus again. Once more she studied the face and form of the girl who had attracted her attention. The apprehension left her, dismissed by an effort of will. Now her attitude was one of curiosity alone. What sort of girl was this? What was her name? Reference to the program would not identify the girl, for the “ladies of the ensemble” were grouped together on the program with nothing to indicate who was who. She might be Lorna Fadette or Gwendolyn Mannering or Mercedes Lagoya or any other of the fancifully named young women. But what was she like? Did the fawn-like grace of her body indicate a blithe heart? Did wit accompany the curved lips that looked as though they might so easily be provoked to smiles? Were the black eyes, somewhat incongruous with the blond hair, shallow or deep? Eleanor felt a wish to meet the girl. A fleeting envy of the chorus girl possessed her. Probably she was happy, heart-whole and fancyfree. Or perhaps she was attached to some young fellow of the theater, and they planned mutual success. She wasn’t married; there was, for all her nearly nude body and its sometimes suggestive posturing, something virginal about her. What an advantage such a girl possessed over Eleanor Sanver! This girl's parents probably would not object to her marrying any decent young fellow. There would be no inquiries as to his social and financial rating: there would be no ugly hints as t& the mercenary quality of his love. How she, Eleanor Sanver, would like to change places with this pretty but obscure chorus girl. She laughed quietly at herself and dismissed her vagaries. Dean had managed, in the ‘nterval between acts to edge Rannie Cui-wood forward in the box until that buccaneer of finance sat beside the prize lie had won. Dean's hand fumbled for Eleanor's fingers. After all, there was something satisfying, solacing, in his strong clasp. If ever Dean came to the belief that Eleanor could never give him more than comradship, Dean would accept the situation like the chivalrous gentleman he was. • He never would reproach, never whine, and never humiliate her by taking to himself a mistress. Dean was one thing that Phil never had been—a gentlemary a a a ZOGBAUM paid the most distinguished party in the house the tribute of a call during the last act. The whole company was going on to The Keyhole, New York’s latest fancy in night clubs. He was asking a few guests to go along. Carey turned questioningly to Eleanor. She didn't want to go, but pleading light in her father's eyes caused her to accept the invitation. Dear old Daddy Tom! He fancied himself as a first-class performer of the Charleston, and hated to forego any opportunity to display his agility. He had suffered from insomnia for more than fifteen years, ever since Mr. Sanver's death, and the advent of night clubs had been a boon to him. He was a conspicuous figure in

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them, and yet Eleanor know that his name had never been connected with any woman of the half-world, and that he was not derided as a “sugar papa.” Bless his heart, if he wanted to Charleston, he should do so. As for the Curwoods, nothing could make Tessie go to bed except the closing of all places of entertainment. And Dean was willing enough. So the party pressed its way through the mob of the curious that had stood in a drizzling rain, soaked and chilled, but warmly happy in the realization that it had seen scores of celebrities enter and leave New York's newest playhouse. Photographers who had missed some faces before the performance cannonaded the street with their flashlight explosions, and. fashion reporters made final amendments to their notes of the women’s costumes. The Keyhole was jammed. Word had gone forth mysteriously, as word always does on such occasions, that Zogbaums entire cast would appear, and everybody who could afford to bribe a head waiter seemingly was present when Eleanor and her party entered the place. a a a SHE was used to a buzz of whispers on her appearance in any public gathering. She knew, without too great vanity, that she was above the average in good looks. She did not know that her beauty alone would have marked her, entirely aside from the fact that she was the daughter of Thomas G. Sanver, heiress to one of the great American fortunes. She was not extraordinarily beautiful, according to convention standards. True, her hair was black,

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with lustrous sheen that suggested color, and it was bobbed most becomingly. Her black eyes, with the well-de-fined brows that curved quizzically upward; her strong nose, with the sensitive nostrils; the short upper lip; the mobile mouth with the faintest hint of a dimple; the firm chin, and the lovely body were all beautiful enough, but not so much so as to satisfy the tastes of those who are wedded to conventions. For the eyebrows weren't matched, and the nose was not flawless, and her shoulders were a trifle too wide. But there was something about her manner, her bearing, something defiant and proud, that differentiated her from other women. One versed in reading countenances would hftve found in her features the attraction which belongs only to persons whose next action is unguessable. (To Be Continued) NORSES GET PRIZES Awards Given as 59 M. E. Students Graduate. Prizes for meritorious work were awarded nurses in the Methodist hospital graduating class Wednesday night at Meridian Methodist church. Fifty-nine received degrees from Dr. George Smith, superintendent. Dr. Orien W. Fifer, Indianapolis district superintendent of the Methodist church, delivered an address. Those awarded prizes for efficiency: Miss Orpha Nuzum, SSO; Miss Dorothy Evans, S4O; Miss Martha Mclntire, S3O; Miss Dolores Sharp, $25; Miss Katherine Jones, sls, and Miss Florence Steffey, $10; Miss Verna Bugher, $10; Miss Katherine Jones, a hypodermic set. Town Has Only One Jobless Citizen Bu Vnitrri Prrxs WENHAM, Mass., June s.—Census figures show that with a population of 1,119, Wenham has but one jobless citizen.

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