Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-11-14

bride.
There was superb necklace upon
which she had fixed her attention for
some time.
81 must own TO weakness for dia-
monds," she said, with a ringing laugh,
raising her eyes from the jewels and
resting them ON mlne In a lingering
way, that set all my pulses madly beat
ing.
II do not wonder at it,madam," said,
with an imbecile smile. ''The glittering
stones must suit you well. They must
borrow light from you, though they can
not add to the
Here stopped short. 1 felt hot
| flush rising to my face. What! was
making fullsome compliments to wo-
man had never seen before-a custom
er merely2 l wondered she did not
seattle me with glance like heat light
ming. I was relieved to hear her laugh.
"You should praise your jewels, not
your customers" she said, lightly, and
it seemed to me her eyes looked kindly
into mine. as if she read my heart. And
what right had to care for heI chances?
thought OF Lisa with a tinge of re-
proach. BAH / said the next moment,
because am to be married must never
feel that woman is beautiful againa I
can admire her as piece of statuary or a
picture.
eyes, may say l havs passion for
the splendid stones" she went on gaily,
'though they are so cold and white and
hard-so soulless, as one might say.
My husband INDUCES me-"
All, We gods, Der husband.
"He has promised me anything 1
choose for the anniversary of our we'd
ding. Fancy, it IS the first, you see.
Perhaps when we have passed several of
these milestones, he will not be so COM
placent."
81 should think time would only in
crease his rapture" stammered.
ooh, you are very gallant" with a
charming gesture. You should be a
courtier; but must not allow you to
say such things to me. Ten thousand
rubles with the earringss All, it is a
great price, but 1 think he will not
grumble.''
'He should not" said emphatl-
cally.
"No9' with playful look; "but he
must see them first. He is so busy can
never have his company. His position
is so combining you know. But OF course
you do not know
She took out card from a silver fla
gree case.
" MADAME PIERRE BERNHoFF.''
hn hoo 0f
| Bernhoff and his celebrated institution
for the insane? So skillful, so success
full was his system that patients came
from far and near-or, rather, I should
not say these patients came-they were
always brought.
But man who had made such repu-
tation must be old, thought, and l cast
a glance that was half pity on the bloom
ing woman who had, perhaps, sac
rifced herself for home, position and
wealth.
81 suppose that young man is sanep
was asked, with glance as Alexis, who
was in the throes of composition, and
rolling his eyes in an imbeclle man.
ner.
ooh, yes--as sane as poets usually
are" answered, with laugh.
"Then [ suppose you can leave the
place with HIM while you bring this
lovely set to show my husband? My
carriage is at the door,"
There was no troub lie about that. AL.
though Alexis was in the clouds, he was
very wide-awake when Customer enter
ed, if he was in charge; otherwise he
laid down all responslb ility.
We drove down the Nevskoi that cor
ridor of palaces and churches-past the
splendid Alexandra theater and the Place
Michel, with its English square, so green
in summer
"Ah, here we are!' she cried, as the
carriage stopped before great, gloomy
looking building. 81 am sorry to have
given you so much trouble"
The next moment she had opened the
door of room at one side of the hall.
"If you will step in here moment ]
will go and see where my husband is
l cannot always send servant after him.
because there are times when he must not
be interrupted. I think he is in his of
flee. Where are the jewelsa"
[ had held the case in nay hand till this
moment.
81 can show them to him and he will
decide in three moments. Between you
and me, he knows nothing whatever OF
diamonds, but his ignorance on other
points is not so dense.''
With gay laugh that seemed to stir
up shuddering echoes in the silence, she
took the case in her hand and went
out, shutting the door behind her.
1t was large room, and somewhat
7ault-llke, I thought, in appearance.
There was a great Russian store of white
china in one corner that looked like 8
sarcophagus OF an archaeological pat
tern, with pinnacle and spire. There was
a muc h-gilded picture of st. Nicholas on
the wall-that patron saint who is found
in every Russian house.
did not find much room for specula-
ton in that room, or food for thought
Indeed had gotten all through and was
going the rounds again and again rather
impatiently.
Perhaps the lady had not found the
Herr Doctor, or he might be hesitatlng
about the price. Impossible to look in
her face, 1 thought, and haggle over a
hundred rubles.
When one is the fortunate possessor of
such jewel-why, the door is locked I