South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1876-12-15

will do You so much good, I'm sure. and
there will be NO expenses here while
we're away. Can. We go to Hastingse"
She opened the battery very sudden.
ly. almost staggering Tremayne.
"Oh, Effie. no. II would involve a
larger expense, ten times, than it costs
ut bomc."
Then seeing that we'll known martyr.
like expression settling on her face that
always drove him to desperation, he adj.
dcd hastily:
Ii you can manage it. 60 yourself.
dare say some OF your fashionable
friends will chaperon YOU"
"Oh, may 1 really? Indeed will
manage it! don't need many new
things. I'm sure. / have enough for
the silk. and with little more can
easily get what absolutely .nsed. Ellis.
SOU ar q asrlinz .,..s..... -.
lie fahghed : not Very joyonsly.
I'm glad you think so. Well I'm off,"
Two hours later. Mrs. Ellie rrem aync
dressed in an unexccptionally elegant
walking costume, started out on her
shopping tour. TO meet at the silk coun.
ter Mrs. Godfrey Coddington. careless.
ly tossing over rare pieces OF evening
silk.
am so delighted 20 have your taste
on my new silks, my dear Mrs. IRE.
mayne. Do tell me which you prefer,
the salmon, or pearl blue. or this sun.
nier pink? ] attended to have couple
OF them for Hastings"
Hastings.
Mrs. Iremayne's cheeks glowcd.
Il hope to sec you Mt tho shore, Mrs.
Ccddington and in either this exquisite
maize or silver pink"
80 you will be there? Do Join our
party only Godfrey and sister Blanche
and Nellie Bellburn and for next
Thursday week. Have you engaged
rooms? What shall you get new?
1t was certainly very delightful to be
talked TO thus. but. once home there
occurred little qualms Of conscience.
as very, very gradually, she felt herself
drawn into amazements she knew were
far beyond her reach.
An" yet she consented that Mr.. Cod.
dington should secure rooms for her
with his party.
She made up her N nd that the elegant
stock of clothes that two hours ago she
thought needed only little re noyation
and small addition to make it all that
was necessary, would not do ut all.
And so, besides the money her hus
band had given her being spent in the
dozen and one triflng accessories that
a we,l.dressed toilette demands, there
was folded AVA. byto a seldom used
compartment of Mxs Trenpype' 5 pocket
book an Qnrece iptefabill for fifty pounds.
made cut to Mr. EIsis Tremayne.
Effic's blue eyes. were dancing and
her checks flushed when she was set
down with her parsels from Mrs. Cod.
dington's carriage at her door.
She had time and to spare before Fl.
lis came in to the S o'clock dinner to
look over her purchases that after all
seemed very few and small considering
that horrd bill in her pocket-book. that
she dreaded to show her husband, for
all her flushed gayety of manner.
An, is there any lcel TO tell him
now?' she reasoned as she removed her
walking suit and ionncd a lovely black
tissue. Not the slightest use to tie
him before 60 away. He'll only make
fuss, and l do hate fuss. Besides
after I'm home again perhaps 1 can
save it out Of the house money.
So she quietcd her conscience with
the hopefully specious promises, and the
next day, finding it impossible to get
ready by herselfin time to go with Mrs.
Coddington's party, was obliged to hire
the services of n high priced dress max.
er, whose bill for her work she tucked
away in her pocket book also, and thus
swelled the Indebtedness Of her husband
TO be paid when she returned.
All, when she returned.
III she had only known. rs she kissed
her daintily hidden hand to her husband
as he stood watching her off, with look
IN his eyes that was mingled with love.
sternness. pride, annoyance and ha.
RAISING worry.
Conc OF the prettiest women at the
seaside, and certainly the best dressed.
She must be bankers wife 1T the least.
Who did you say you understood she
was?"
Old Mr.. Wingneld put up his eve.
glass as Mrs. Tremayne went by. fair TO
see as lily, in her carriage dress of
tender cream Saint, with her lace.c cover.
ed, pink-lined parasol making faint rosy
shades on her clear blonde face and
brilliant golden lIair
"She is Mrs. EiIis Tremaync. from
London, with the Coddington's believe.
and putting up az the Parade. A req.
ular beauty. isn't she?"
Mr.. WingfeId put his eye glass slowly
back, staring after the Coddington's
carriage.
Mrs. Ellis Tremayne. l suppose her
husband is here"
Not that know Of. Indeed. I think
heard young Bcllhnrn say he was nm.
able TO leave his business book keen.
er or something believe for firm in
the city.
Mr.. Wingdeld arose from his chair
with an odd smile on his face.
Mrs. Tremaync must either he mis-.