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Show THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUNDAY MAKY-1- S ed and Vlrlen Doan were otherwise. Dttttwttt.t.a th akin, notallotted to of birth had than tho nme fathar and mothor, the same old delightful it o&mowfcat homeotead on Sycamore street, th same lumame and the aame pag la the Family Bible; outside of which they Heed and Moved and had their betas In two different worlds, aa ter apart as Venus and the Uttle lost Pleiad. Dulcibella, aha would hare marie no bones about it, bains Venus. Dulcibella was tan and soft and warm and beautiful, with hair like the wins of the traditional raven and a skin like the equally overworked marnolle leaf. An the fairy tale staff about the faintly beauty came true In Dulcibella, and no one knew it better than She did. Which always saves trouble. There was never, with Dulcibella, any question aa to where the new gown or the now hat or the trip to the city or the bit of OUT. family Jewelry was to go , . . she knew her rights and exacted them graciously. was a When tho two girls were llttle-th- ere difference .of eighteen months only In their ages Dulcibella had the first choice of toys sa naturally aa wa are told the early bird selects ffe particular flavor In worms. Later she contoured to dominate the scene. Nothing In this world la so hard to overthrow without bloodshed as a family preoedant. And Vivien was not a congenital rebel. Vivien was little and fair and deceptively frail looking. Her hair was aah blond and bar small, fin featured face was most colorless. She wore delicate, indistinct of clothes which she made herself, and she loathed sleeping with her sister, aa she gome, times had to do, because Dulcibella perfumed bier hair, and whet was mysterious enchantment in that dusky web to Dulclbellaa suitors became merely a stifling lack of freshness to Dulclbellas sister. So far do the sexes differ at heart. Mrs. Doans, a simple end romantic soul, had endeavored to give her two daughters an even start In this world by Juggling with nomenclature, which does not. unfortunately, always turn out well . Dulcibella had been "Hes so terribly clever Im Jnet e lit Me afraid of- - him . . . a he continued, regarding herself dreamily. Tou know youre not afraid of any man I that avar walked, said Vivien. "But, my dear. Dr. Wallace 4 Jj la he e doctor? , j Not pills, psychology Dulcibella x plained with e beautiful pink Uned yawn. Hen got sixty million degrees. He used to be In an eastern college still Is, really but he has a year off. Babbath year la that what you call it? , " Sabbatical," Vivien corrected aloofly. Vivien really, by reason of Pulclbella'a creamy picturesqueness, was In danger of becoming a Uttle prig. Well, anyhow, said Dulcibella, "he haa th most glorious thick blondeyhafr, brushed back, and cut Just right, that you evar looked at Td give anything to run my fingers She made a gesture of through It! fellnlty, spreading her pink tipped fingers wide end curling them In again with ecstatic enjoyment j . and hla eyes you could drown In em! Deep green gray, Vivien with dark lashes. He looks like what was that creature In Greek mythology? Apollo h'ra? Hardly ever smiles, but when be does It goes straight through you. Hla clothes are not ell they might be rather careless . . ," She added presently In a kind of Contralto purr but I can change aU that. , Tou talk as If tha man were a doll, said Vivien with a touch of Impersonal annoyance Dulcibella smiled et herself In the mirror. She tried the effect of a wave of hair across her forehead, then combed It back and revealed an Incredible and ravishing . Uke Mpna Lias turned Ma- dona, with conoaalad akeptlo wearinaes. Before the mirror In her appropriately roes end white room Dulcibella was brushing out har lovely hair with languid, sensuous movements of her really wonderful arms. " I like him as well as any ona Ive met 111 f,r Vivian, , . , ' desired at length the put chetta from her end leaned back In her chair with e soft sigh of weariness. I cant --the murmured almost tenderly I can't any more dont ask me. It tires me terribly. Shake your band hard," Vivien advised Its probably cramped no heartlessly. wonder! She had not asked any queetiona. Neither had Wallace. He had worn, to Viviens mind, an aspect faintly vlvleectlonal in lta unfaltering observance of Dulclbellaa performance. Now released Vlvlen'i fingers and relied, for the first time . . . that prolonged contact, had been Incredibly dtacon- certlng; she winced way from It with a breath of relief. Then you dont believe that your eistera a psVchlc?" he suggested equably. Hla eyes were gray aa a froaen pool. If she la, I never heard of It, aald Vivien. . i Her heart was pounding In her breast, an emotional manifestation entirely unnecessary on her part, for he looked away from her SA came upon Wallaco, fitting boot do tho tablo, hio hand bofora hio eyes. " Wmll, for pityo Oak of aohod Duleibolla, W Acres Vivion?" ' It was not until a week later that Vivbn and Arthur Wallace met. In the Interim he had slid, unaccountably even to .himself, Into the position of Dtilel-'- . ... . Vivian. "What's a dictograph? asked Dulcibella unmoved. She took another chocolate. They were bad for her, ah knew, being so many Invitations to ultimata corpulence, hut eh never denied herself anything (hat she could reach. Vivian turned away with har straight not In tho air. That night Dulcibella called to her from th foot of th stairs: Vivien com down, honey I want you! " and Vivien srent with honest reluctance. She knew Inside of ten minutes why Dulcibella had wanted her. About th center table In th living room, from which had been, removed all customary Imealled pedimenta, sat Dulcibella, an Robbins, a possibly future twain calls 1 Blake, the Wallace man, and a very preL girl named Sally Carter. Dulcibella was seated between Wallace and Blake. Th chair upon Wallace's other hand was empty "Como and alt down, Vivian, there's a Iambi" ertad Dulcibella languidly. "Wa n- - 1 She indicated the seat next Wal- op more. e Vivien understood at cno what waa transpiring In her elsUr'a mind. Tha Carter girl was vary pretty, dellghtfulty friendly. Vivien Arthur Wallace Vivien being a conductor, A cold Utile tingle of anger went through her. She sat down, aodded curtly non- , 0- - ; 5 ,,. T by now wmmmm , a dull Vivien's hand began to move. It moved nervously but without violence. , I don't beUeve it wlU repeat that first performance, aaid Wallace under hla breath. It didnt All at once, after the merest of preliminary flourishes, it wrote In a delicately angular aay, but largely, covering half th paper: Mary to here" - Wallace read it aloud. He mad bo comment for a moment Vivien aat atilt and looked .at him. Can you beat that?" demanded Blake. Miss Carter laughed uncertainly. ' Ask whom Mary wants to apeak to! aald Dulcibella In deep. urgent tones. If one were not sibyl oneself one might xt least be guide. Vivien touched pencil to paper. Th writing came daintily clear. It wa Wallace's name. There waa a general outburst of Uughtsr, in tha midst of which Vivien asked him quietly, Did you ever know a girl named Mary?" Who hasnt? b answered, equaUy low. Go on thla 1 rather Interesting, Automatlo writing, I think they call it, Evar do It before? " ' No, said Vivien. She wrote again, looking straight before hep and covering successive sheets of paper with th large, faint ohlrography, incongruously delicaty: "Don't you remember the Wallace read the dogwood that spring? lines aloud, over her shoulder. "Do you, old dear?" asked Blake. " Suppose, for th ask of continuity, w aay I do, returned Wallace coolly. Quiet, every bodyl I'd Uke to aee how this work &- -. banWW? So they all sat quiet While the pencil In Vlvleni hand went on writing. Dulcibsllaa soft pink mouth wore an Incredulous a mile If Dulnot, perhaps, without reason cibella had failed to do th Delphlo thing, what earthly reason for supposing funny little Vivien would achieve It? Vivien aat with her eyea on th wall before flush had begun to burn In her her cheek. Eh wrote: the dogwood In .the hoUow, behind the village. I used to meet you there after school And th Judas trees Uke mist of mauve. And the apple blossoms Jn your lathers orchard. , And the lilacs at the gate. ... looked, way. She held herself rigidly away' from thought of him when she could. She realized acutely that he was aware of her exist-- . ence,. nothin, raere.-- She said to herself: : Its not fair that thla ehould have happened to me tta not fair I wont have it , . , It cant ba true. . , . Ive seen him only e dozen time IU use my will. I wont be a pitiful Uttle fool, a . . I wont suffer Uke thla! It was at that Instant, with her teeth aet almost at once and did not look back again. and her left hand clinched In her lap, that " Ive known it ever since I waa a child, her right hand began to move on th paper aaid Dulcibella very softly.- . , Miss before her. Carter uttered a thrilled monosyllable It moved at first In 4 series of twitching . . . "but I never tried this until a little so violent and Involuntary that she Jerk, w hlle ago It comes In the strangest way. gave a little startled cry and looked up for Distinctly Interesting." said th Wallao reassurance to th others. man. " She dropped My hand! How queer " Afterward I am almost exhausted, conthe pencil. tinued Dulcibella. "Dont be a goose! " aald Dulcibella placI should think you might be," commented idly. "Whata the matter?" Vivien dryly. Wallace aald on a quicker note th first The subject fell to the ground somehow. direct Interest he had ever shown in Vivian: There waa a general ahovlng back of chairs "Take th pencil again that la odd I and a sort of Inspired exodus to the pantry. happened to be watching." Only in tha matter of psychics did th party Vivien took up th pencil. There waa a differ from any other of Dulclbellas parties queer tingling sensation lh har arm and har and perhape not ao widely there. Vivien pulse waa leaping madly. made her escape and went upstairs to bed. "Hold your hand and arm relaxed dont Three days later ah discovered that ah offer any resistance, said Wallace curtly. was horribly, hopelessly In lore with Dulci-belle'- s She did aa h told her, looking uj Into hla most recent acquisition. face It teat Inhumanly Greek hla eye ao Now, Vivien had been afraid, all bf her Har deep and cold hla mouth unamlUng, twenty-thre- e year, of falling In love. Thanka In circles . , . hand moved again to Dulcibella, she regarded It aa a phase of faster and faster it awervad mantel and spiritual Idiocy which ona ought, scrawled madly hack and forth . . . how with any luck at all, to be able to avoid. Eh attll th room was! Faces were whit in a had done no philandering. She had occupied till room or did ah Th scrawl broke herself deliberately and extensively with off Into a aerie of dots . . - . Uttle ones othar things. She coached high school stu-- ' , , . big one . jagged one . . . dents in English and history and she did all coming faster every second . . . then, tha welfare work tha town would stand for. violently and outrageously, with no warning It waa not A large town And Vivien had a whatsoever, her hand rose In th air roe good deal of energy. and fell three times craahlngly cruelly, She had steered dear of emotional readeven upon th table. ing . . . . the gay Jacketed novels which Th pencil, broken off short, flew out of lay about tha house belonged every on of her fingers. She caught her wrist to her them to Dulcibella '. . . she avoided poetUps with an exclamation of pain. ry aa tha devil la popularly supposed to avoid Judas Priest!" said Blake very aolemnly. holy water; In muelc her taste ran deterHe wa a red headed young man, with a minedly to Bach and In art to etching. darkly freckled skin, at th moment a Uttle Could anything be colder? Where th other lee dark than usual. " For glrla of Crystal Spring owned hep chests pitys sake, Vivien! " Cried Dulcibella. and collected linen and lingerie, Vivien kept What are you trying to do? the key to an old cowhide trunk, full of note"I wasnt trying to do anything at all, book and blua prints. She adored houses said Vivien simply. 8h added, looking into and built them by tha doaen on paper; half Wallace eyea, " I kept my arm relaxed a timbered them and etuocoed them; cuddled told ma." you them under gambrel roofs or stretched them Ehe waa breathing a Utt!e quickly. " Iv heard of automatlo out divinely behind whit colonial pillars. wrlttlng do you Not recognising this aa an expression of her a ant to try again? " asked Wallace. Th spark wee lit at laat In th cool, gray sternly suppressed femininity, ehe gave It full ' sway, and spent all her aubitanc In authori- deptha, Ut and burning eagerly, but Vivien tatlv volume on Interior decoration. Th knew It for what It waa, th Impersonal cowhide trunk waa bursting with bundles of flam of science. Nevertheless ah took th Uttle picture dipped from on magailn or pencil ha gave her, fresh pointed, and bent another pictures ef chairs and tables; of once more above th paper, this time an glam. In window with rosea, on a dirty city street, 4 1 looked at them while Z studied. They were so sweet Z cried. Z threw them - out because Z hadn't tiro to cry- - sT txis ... dainfully. ."Darling, pleas be atllll" begged Dulcibella in a tons of milk and honey. We really seem to get quicker results this way," explained Wallace kindly. Dulclbella'a five free finger manipulated Planchette. Thla. however, la not another story of Planchette. Nothing of vita! Importance to an inquiring unlvaraa did Dulcibella writs that night Much vegUb, mellifluous platitude, a certain amount of meandering Spencerian comment on th probable happlneea of another sphere. . . , Dulcibella, no more than tha rest of us, .had escaped the flood of aplrltualletlo literature following th war across tha world . . . and Dulcibella, ae haa bean aaid before, waa an excellent eqhb. She wrote, with allra, exquisitely eared for flogers reeling delicately upon th active wooden heart of Planchstt. Her eyes for th moat part were lowered eh had wonderful eyelashes and occasionally har whit breast heaved beneath Its flesh colored georgette blouse . , . th line from hand to ... ... excitement, asked questions, dramatically significant, to which Dulcibella, by meant of her Instrument, returned anfully-Induce- - YoI ( ... loggias; of exteriors and Interiors; of gardens and entrance; of wrought Iron and whit woodwork and chintzes and what not. . c'Wu - fO. good Lord! aald Blake. He ended on an odd sound of horror. Vivien," aaid Dulclballa languorously, " aren't you ashamed of yourself! Th Carter girl and th Robbins man looked at each other doubtfully. He caught her band and held It In mock protection. She glanced over her shoulder Into the shadow with a kind of fear that waa not altogether In jest. Vivien put down the pencil, pushed back her chajr, and atood up. Her face was burning and her Ups set tight "I wont do It any more," aha aald, if thats what you think. Good night! She want swiftly out of th room. A little outburst of protest followed her shamefaced protest and falling easily Into sllenc. After all it - was Vivian Doan who had baan sit- ting there before their eye, scribbling crazily ef ll'.aca and dogwood and rooms with only two windows and theaters. Viviens alatar Obviously conaldared th whole thing an amusing bit of fraud. Ehe would be apt to know. Toung Blake, a trifle ashamed of hi susceptibility, began to laugh, lie moved ' Z, ' The other sat breathlessly still. Th cnt of lilacs, wet lilac, cam In at th window. Down th street some on was singing tn a - . ... a'-w.- wmibr-- Z ing y r Wallace put his fingers on Vivien wrist, "Where, he asked in tow, distinct -e room?vole, "was The r4t of them sat Jn absolute alienee. Only Blake suppressed a gentle whistle of amazement. Viviens pencil wrote: On a high hill In big town, with many people but no trlenda. Wallace urged again: " What were you studying? The writing was nervously eager "Line lines lines He put th next question Instantly: ' "For tha theater? Were you on 'th stags? Unleashed, the pencil darted off. Zt moved faster and faster, wtjh Wallaces fingers slipping in a fresh sheet of paper as soon aa the old on gave out, was on th stage only a Uttle part For a tong time Z had nothing. Z wore a black drem and an old hat In a crowd. Afterward I was th old mans daughter. ( had tan lines to say. Z died In the first sot Then I used to take th paint off my far and go hems and read In th Utti room. Z studied hard. Z read play. Z had enough to eat but not too much. Z had enough to wear, but not pretty things. I was young, but I had nowhtr to go "After a while you had a bigger part?" asked Wallace. Ha leaned so star Vivien that hi shoulder brushed hers. His eyes were keen as knives on her small tanas face. Without looking at him ah wrote: After a wbil I fell ono day crossing allppery street on my way to th theater end a taxicab ran over m and Z died os th wsy to the hospital" the-Uttl- ... rather Interesting . , not too white, not too small, and extraordinarily strong look. . ing. . , long fingered and quiet. "Well," cried Mies Carter with pretty imare we ready? patience, Take hands! aaid Dulcibella dreamily. And one of th hands which Vivien had b?en ao critically observing moved over and engulfed her own. She bit back a little startled cry. She knew, of course, that this was the thing on did, to Invite the Infinite. , . . but she waa not, after all, accustomed to havand that crushing ing har hand held masculine contact . . . involuntarily ahe shrank from It. Sorry did I hurt you?" Inquired a pleasantly Impersonal baritone, somewhere above her head. He released her hand and took It back again aa casually as If It had been on of Viviens own library books, shellacked and numbered. Vivien controlled her unaccountable reaction sternly. She endeavored to withdraw any sensation from her startled fingers, i a hypnotist draws away the blood from th hand of a sleeping eubject In th tenelon of the moment ahe neglected to he either startled or affrighted by the deferential clasp of Robblna, a slim, dark youngster, upon har other hand. About th table locked hands formed a wreath. . , , Wallace's other grasp Imprisoned Dulcibella. . . . " How uttarly ridiculous! said Vivien dis- I out- - act;. hl,voicMn her ear hurt tinkle of an eld piano. ... ... y which Vivien owed him a grudge. It seemed to her Improbable that any young man of averags Intelligence would be fooled by Dulclbella'a akin deep loveliness, her Persian kitten antics upon tAwrug f life ever, the fact remained that in that week Wallace was three times a guest under the Doans roof tree. Whe'j do you talk about?" Inquired Vivien coldly of her slater. between Psychology," said Dulcibella mouthfuls of chocolate, 8he always had quantities of sweets about, presented for the moat part by despairing young men. "What do you know about psychology?" pursued the scoffer. Enough to keep my mouth shut," sail Dulcibella with a warm little chuckle. She continued, having disposed of the chocolate. "We made the table move last night, aU over the living room and wrote volumes with Planchette If you werent auch a Pinky Prim you might have een It. Why didn't you come downstair?" " I had those books from the library. Besides," explained Vivien with a trace of corn "that Isnt paychology that's spiritism! Ita all nonsanaa." "I have an open mind, deer, aald Dulct-belt- s aoulfully. Tou heard tjie Wallace man say that, of count," retorted Vivien. She was always able clearly to distinguish In her beautiful sister th echoes of whatever masculine voles was at tha moment dominant in Dulclbella'a life, and It somehow annoyed frightfully. " W disprove thing by Investigation, no! by sneers," aald Dulcibella. " What a human dictograph you are!' aaid sweet, reedy soprano to th What she waa keeping them for she didnt know forbore to Inquire of herself. Still she kept them.. Wallace, being. In spite of hla Incredible affair with Dulclbelta, a psychologist of some attainment, might have suggested an expla nation; but to Wallace Vivien waa, as ahe painfully guessed, merely a quiet Uttl per-eo-n who cam rather unwillingly, when her lovely stster called her, to assist in th forming ef a circle. He had frequently to hold her hand, bu he , rarely looked at her. The contact for th evening about the table in the living room ' continued wa flame to Vivien, but cool, untroubled commonplace to him, Viviens one glimmer of comfort lay In th fact that not even Dulcibella elicited a shark from those keen gray eyes. , J Rather Interesting!" waa the beet Dulcibella got after a good hour of mystic If Indefinite communication with Flancbett. Whatever drama the thing poseeaaed waa wearing a little thin when Vivien herself moved into th limelight one night toward th latter part of April. Th town by that time waa on the crest of a wav of spiritism. Every other household owned a Planchette or a Oulja Dulcibella, feeling that th occult had become common, was about-readto give It up; ah felt. In any case, Wallaces Interest amusedly waning aa It undoubtedly was till Viviens extraordinary behavior startled every one wide awake. It was on a gently rklny night, with most of tho window open, with the scent of lilacs heavy in the room, and with a languid little firs dying on the hearth.- - . , . Dulcibella, the Carter girl, Blake, Robblna, Wallace, and Vivien aat about the table . . . the room waa half In shadow . . , hands touched, but without tension . . . Planchette, now no oracle but a wearisome platltudlnist, moved without thrUl under Dulclbellaa half hearted fingers the game had gone stale. Conditions are not right," murmured Dulcibella apologetically, but even ehe laughed little as she aaid It. Men had withdrawn from tha circle of handSh waa sitting with a pencil between her finger scribbling Idly on a sheet of paper that lay before her. She waa horribly tired of It all, but pqlltenea required that ahe wait at least a little longer before aUpplng away to her own room and to bed. Th sight of Wallace' blonde head beside her waa -- , aay, f Sha waa sitting on th foot of bar slaters bed la a characteristically neutral little far- - n Plan-- . bed. her-sof- t, o , Uttle whUe. don't be so prejudiced, dear? said Dulcibella softly. She had turned off all tha lights axcapt a big, ruddy shaded lamp on a smaller table, and tho wide, comfortable old room was wrapped in a rosy twilight, out of which the dull gold Unes of picture frames, theduUer shine of an aged grand Plano, and the dim branching sweetness of lilacs In e bowl on the white mantel ebelt showed I charmingly , vague. Dulcibellas look was sibylline, abstracted. She leaned ever so Uttle or was that Viviens auateraly' offended fancy? to the tall, blonde man on her right He had thick, fair hair. He had a Greek look. Hie eyes were grey end deep. He did not look the men to be made a fool of by a cooing, sUly, obvious Dulcibella He had not spoken. One wondered whet hla voice would be like. Hie hands, lying upon the table before him, were ... were Interestingly capable of anylnterpreta-tlo- " Darling, you dont understand, she murmured. The slaters went their separate ways to novel, some woman of fire and rose and dew, and even' Dulcibella herself could see the appropriateness of that; but Vivien MraDoan. about ,Jh .time of her second...,. tj dfughtorW Birth, had been 'touched by the hut-ban- I a, Inno-cenc- a O, i I then prevalent, passion,. tor Tennyson Launcetot, Elaine end Guinevere Merlin, end Vivien ell were for' the moment creatures of exquisite reality to Mrs. Doans. She had celled the baby Vivien, with some vague notion, perhaps, of a film, dark haired, vivid , girl, , . 'Vivien, as we have seen, was nothing of the sort She demanded early In har teens an explanation of the name which she disliked uncommonly, and upon booking up har namesake In her mothers dog eared copy of Idylls of the King came unhappily, first thing, upon a steel engraving of a eirenlc and nakish young person arising Ip some haste from the knee of a revolting graybeard, beneath which Illustration ran the words " leaped from her session on his lap and stood Uke a viper froaen. . , This unfortunate dlacovery added fuel to the flame of Viviens reticent delicacy. Sht burned with shame for her shameless predecessor. Old man, thereafter, aba looked upon with downright horror. She might have turned a kindlier eye on young ones, but there Dulcibella intervened. All young men who came to the house on Sycamore street belonged to Dulcibella by tome unwritten law. She laid her soft hands upon their coat aleevea, looked at them with dark ayes, spoke to them In her . . end they were cooing, throaty voice here unUl suoh time as she chose to send them pecking. She was vary discreet about that, end managed never to be off with an old love before she was on with a now. The old house sew e greet many delightfully Informal supper parties end birthday dlnnere and so on at which Vivien offlclated. mostly behind the scenes. The sort of young men who succumbed at once to touches on his coat sleeves ahi seemed ndt to care for. ... . She would havo liked to feel that somewhere out la tho world har futurt d was saving hla coatsleevas tor her . she had after all parhaps a streak of , (mini no romanticism, a kind of hangover from the maternal taste for Tennyson . , . and abe leaned to tho Galahadlsh In men. Very naturally. Aftar twenty-twyears ef being Dulclbellas sister. Tho first time Arthur Wallace earns to the bouse Vivien did not meet him-- She listened to Dulclbellas glowing lyridfcma anent bin personal charm, his manner, hla brilliant mind, hla cryptic ayes, hla magnificent head, only f 1921'. By Fanny Heaslip Lea in answer to Dulclbella'e careless Introduction, end laid her nervous, slender Uttle hands on the bare table top. I hate this sort of thing, she said frankly In har cool, aloof voice, and I can stay bed. down-at-tha-he- JANUARY 30, HERE ment ef grayish blue ordpe. Her short soft heir was already brushed end braided Into d two brief pigtails which completely Its silvery blonde prettlnesa. She bed Just finished rubbing oold cream Into he akin end her small, straight nose was shiny. Dulcibella used cold cream religiously, but she powdered her nose even before going to Three Word Out of a Night, and What They Meant to One Man and One Woman. Lilac-Scent- -- MORNING, ft. 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