Daily Kennebec journal., 1876-02-04
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me to get It re.set for her at the North. II
came home from the jewelers. yesterday,
and has been q source Of anxiety to me
ever since, for fear it would get either lost
or stolen. | do not dare leave il III my
room to night, as the room i, TO bc open
for a dressing-room. aud there are to be
strange servants in the house. wish you
would wear il for me Tonight under No'f
glove. | would wear it myself, but 1t IS
too small for me viii you do me the Ia
vor, Constance l shall teel quite easy
then"
"Certainly viii. II it viii aliord you
any relief. Where is it? | should not
think it would fit my finger il It does not
yours" said Constance.
Clare placed her own engagement ring
| on the ;oreiiugeG of Constance Ashley's
left hand.
you had better wear il there" she
said, "for l fear it might get injured II;
YOU wear it on finger with other rings.
"Oh. what lovely stone. aud what an
elegant setting" said Constance, Us She
examined the ring.
yes. il is very valuable indeed. 1t is
an heirloom. and | would not have any
thing happen to it, while in my posses
sion. Tor anything.
II shall be careful to return il to you
before sleep said Constance.
Don't do it before, | beg OF you. Tor
don't want any care OF it this cyening-it
would spoil all my fun. Lucky you are to
wear gloves, otherwise yod friends might
think YOU were engaged.
II shall be very careful TO keep my
glove on. | can assure you, laughed
Constance, the color rushing to her lace
IL must 60 this minute, said Glare. "or
shall not get dressed. Many thanks for
the relief you have so kindly afforded me
by wearing the ring Oh, what color are
YOU going to wear in your hair p she
asked, carelesslv, as she was leaving the
room. We will not wear the same.
thought l should wear pink. but ! will
wear something else if you wish to wear
it,"
Il think | shall wear red. Perhaps a
red rose with some smilaX.
THAT will be pretty said Clare. as she
hurried away.
Just before it was time to descend,
Clare went again to Constance. In her
sleeve was concealed white rose.
'Are you ready dear, she said.-"Iet
me see how you look. Lovely as usual
but if YOU will allow me | would suggest
that the flowers in your hair be placed 4
little lower. Sit down here and will ar
range them for you.
Certainly" said Constance, "aad thank
you. too. | could not arrange them very
well myself
IF you will tnrn your head this way |
can see better" said Clare, turning her
from the glass. There. that is better.
At that moment 4 call from Richard
hurried them from the room. and without
another look in the glass Constance de-
scended with Clare.
Clare Whaitlev, why does not your face
in redness of shame, rival the rose YOU
hold crushed in your handkerchief? Why
is your face nearly as white as the rose
you have placed in Constance Ashley's
hair?
Constance entered the crowded room
leaning on Philip Bradley's arm.
Donald Lyon WAS Glare Whaitley's es-
cort. Clare watched him as he gave an
eager, hurried glance toward Constance.
who was few steps in advance OF them.
She saw the look OF disappointment on his
face as he bcheld the white rose. Then
was her time.
CoSIISUED TOMORROW.