New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-03-18
Nonsense! If that's all I won't invite.

lie talked very sensibly and cIeverlv, and
paid formal and polite attentions to.
both Miss Laura Warden and hercousin.
And when, after dinner, the party adj
lourned to the drawing room, and Mr..
Derwent, after brief chat with Mrs.
Warden, leaves the lady's side, and seats
himself on the opposite end of the sofa
occupied by Edna. Barnard takes upa
BOOK and studies the effect of the letters
IN an inverted position. refusing utterly
to glance in their direction.
Edna, on the contrary, finds it diff
cult to not watch Bernard. She tries
IN vain to confine her attention to.what
MIR. Derwent is saying, and more than
once answers absently, and hopes that
Bernard will pity her and come to the
rescue. And she finds it great relief
when at last the guest takes his depart
ure.
sSWell," says Laura as her father es-r
corts the visitor to the front door. chow
do you like him 2"
HES very NICE" Edna answers with
sharp glance across the room, "and,"
pointedly every agreablep
Bernard shrugs his shoulders and
II should think, Bernard, his sister
remarks, "that you might have paid
more attention to Mr.. Derwent, consid-
ering he was our guest"
Bernard fushes at this.
"What could I do with an old Methn-
selah like that?" he demanded indig
nantly.
"Old? He's only about 49," ayers
Laura
"And SO fine looking!" says Edna.
Whereupon Bernard throws down his
book, taking his hat, thinks he will step
over to the Ogilvies and ask Miss Bella
to go to church in the evening.
And Edna declares that she has
| headache, and retires to her room for
nap and lies awake for full hour,
thinking.
She likes Bernard-likes him more
and more every day; but Mr. Derwent
is RICH and she knows by this time that
she can, if she will, be mistress of that
elegant establishment opposite. Oh, if
| had never seen Bernard, how much
easier for me it would bel
In the two weeks following, Edna sees
a great deal of Mr. Derwent. The town
in summer is gay with strangers, for
whom parties and picnics, and enter
tainments of all sorts are got up; and
at these Mr.. Derwent and thai .artlss!!
ing little brunette, Miss Eay .rtek e
are about the most conf y
"Edna," says Bernard q ppiha'
through the French windd Nson.the BIZ
azza; and taking seat 81 the front
steps beside his cousin, shave you.
promised to 60 to the party with the.
patriarch ?">
The term he now generally applies to
Mr. Derwent, who IN the cool of the
evening has stopped for few moments
to exchange some pleasant remarks
with the young ladies, and has just; left
them
Now Edna las been all day expecting
Bernard to offer his escort tothis party,
and she feels vexed that he has not done
"If [ fave, she says sharply, AT don't
see why you should want to know about
II is none of my business now, GER
talDf. I can only leave you to your
CHOSEN escort, and hope that you may
}Aye nice time, and be benefited by
his society and conversation"
II don't see why, should not have a
nice time in Mr.. Derwent's society,""
Isays Edna still more sharply.
Ii Certainly, if it were scientific lee
Iture, for instance, or q funeral, OF a
murder trial.: but for pleasure party
and dancing. don't you think little
eh-incongruous? ?"
Edna gives him severe look, and
maintains. dignifed silence. Laura
| comes hastily to the rescue
What will you wear ?" she enquiries.
"Blue, I hope," says Bernard quickly,
and with an earnest glance at his cousin
who looks up.
why" she asks softly. IT'S it your
| favorite color Or do I look better in
blue?"
ooh, neither exactly; only"-he ap-
pears the least bit embarrassed "only
the idea occurred to me that prefer to
see ladies dressed in blue"
Don't tell stories, Bernard" says his
sister reprovingly. "You know perfect
~ we'll that you want Edna to wear blue
because Mr.. Derwent remarked Just
now that he admired white. You've
been evesdropping at the window"
Bernard scrowls at his irrepressible
sister, and Edna colors.
"Of course, dear, you will wear
white?" Laura continues coaxingly.
''Mr. Derwent will expect it, you know"
Indeed, I don't see what right he
has to expect it," Edna answers with
sudden asperity.
And Demands contracted brow clears
again. He looks gratefully and almost
tenderly down at the still blushing face
beside him. But the girl plays with
her fan, and will not look up.
On the evening Of the party, in her
own room, Edna spreads out two
dresses side by side, and surveys them
long and meditatively.
She twice takes up the white robe,
but hesitates and then she glances at
Demands portrait which hangs beside
Laura's over the little writing-desk in
corner.
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