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Now and then lifting her eyes, she sent a long, liht; and under his heavy-fringed lashes, at aze encountered her's with a slow narrowing of lids--as though there wasplayed for under the dull rose glow of the clustered lights

Sylvia, sitting dummy at the other tablesin rapid sequence as he played alternately frohtful eyes to wander toward Agatha fro her subtle beauty, in its own strange way! How perfect her accord with her partner! How faultless her intelligence, divining the very source of every hiddenhis intent--acquiescent, delicate, ence--the esoteric cole mind

The collar of diamonds and aquaacross her throat; a single splendid jewel glowed on her left hand as her fingers flashed a the cards for the make-up

"A hundred aces," broke in Plank's heavy voice as he played the last trick and picked up the scoring card and pencil

Sylvia's blue eyes were laughing as Plank cut the new pack Marion Page coolly laid aside her cigarette, dealt, and inal

"May I play?" asked Sylvia sweetly

"Please," growled Plank

So Sylvia serenely played fro," and Grace Ferrall whisked a wonderful duan to protrude, and he lowered his heavy head like a bull at bay

Once Marion, over-intent, touched a card in the dummy when she should have played from her own hand; and Sylvia would have let it pass, had not Plank calmly noted the penalty

"Oh, dear! It's too hed Sylvia "Can't we play for the sake of the sport? I don't think it good sportsmanship to profit by a blunder"

"Rule," observed Marion laconically "'Ware barbed wire, if you want the brush"

"I myself never was crazy for the brush," ot it, with the mask and pads," and her mischievous head barely tipped backward in the direction of Quarrier

"Especially the mask," returned Sylvia, under her breath, and laid on the table the last card of a Yarborough

Plank scored without coarette Sylvia dealt with that witchery of rounded wrists and sli to le, passed thethe score, leton" ace, and Plank slapped down a strong dureat arms