here was a small room that was seldom used. She hoped to find r

ank down into a great arm

no sound. A fat little Chinese gentleman stood rega

e strange Chinese clothes, he was evidently a person of importance. Had Barbara awakened at the Court of Pekin? Her companion wore

d in confusion. "Whom did you wis

an American girl speak of herself as no one. Miss United States is always some one in her own country. But may I therefore present myself to l

ring if "Mr. Minister" was the proper way to address a foreign ambas

e might make a mistake at any minute. For Bab had been learning, every hour since her arriva

or you?" Bab suggested,

head slowly. "Mr. Hamlin is e

d not stand staring at each other the whole afternoon. It made Bab feel creepy to have a Chinaman regar

had never seen a Chinaman before, except on the street carrying a basket of laundry.

arbara asked in her effort

ding to the customs of our country. But she has been in Washington for several years. I fear she, too, would like to be emancipated, like the American girl. It is not possible, although she enjoys many privileges she will not have

r. William Hamlin now

arbara. "I was looking for your smoking-room," h

difficulty in making sure that she had not

by yourself?" exclaimed Grace Carter, a moment lat

a strange young man we

riend, Lieutenant Elmer

mportant person

n. "I am one of the President's aides.

interesting," Barbara

interrupted her. "Are you ready

rawing room not an hour before. Could it be that this young and lovely looking woman w

," Elmer replied. "Have you

amlin is angry. But poor Harriet ought to have a chance to talk for a few minutes to the richest young man in Wa

next her uncle, Mr. Hamlin, saying the adieux in Harriet's place. A few moments la

re jaw and thin, tightly closed lips. He seldom talked,

in her own sitting-room, talking to a great friend of hers. He is a man Uncle hates, although he has known Charlie Meyers since childhood. He is immensely rich, but he is very ill-bred, and that is why Uncle dislikes him. I don't think Harriet cares a bit more for this young man than she d

I wanted you to meet him. He is going to have a motor party and take you to see Mount

ong as I brought my car to Washington I must use it. But I suppo

trying to conceal a tremor in her

e did, Harriet

ect my own friends. Charlie Meyers is stupid and ill-bred, bu

by the hand and leading her to a long mirror. "There, look at yourse

ng Ruth unexpectedly. "And this yellow gown is just one of the t