San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-11-15
The Haunted Room.

hung my head, and butroned my glove
afresh.
Let me do that for you" he laid taking
my wrist in his hand, and it trembed be-
meath his touch know, but Cuud not help
it.
You have not given me one dance to-
night" he said reSentfully. There, will
that do? Oh, it has come unbuttOned; /
must do it again"
You never asked me for one" said,
raising my eyes for an instant, but bluShing
again disgracefully.
well, | ask you now. Give me this waltz
now beginning will your
Il should like to, but am engaged for it,
/ know"
'TO whom? Where is hep
Just coming this way. see him.
He drew me quickly behind a giant
orangetree, and Mr.. Laurence went by.
''Oh, Laurence" lie said with change of
expression. ''Of course you won't want to
give me his dance. Shall call him back to
yOu?'
mo, DON'T neryOusly playing with my
fan. 81 think might give you one of his if
you really want it, because | have danced
so frequently with him, and | am so sick of
WIFI u DuISl Vi CblluutlCt.
His face changed entirely, his smile light
ed it up, and his eyes sought mine with a
glance that utterly bewidrred me.
Come, them" he said, putting his arm
round my waist, and with the first bars of
music we started.
Oh, the delight of that waltz, with his per-
feet step, his perfect guidance. We tlOated
round and round without jostle or hind
rance, round and round in delicious har-
mOny, till the music ceased, then | said:
''Oh, how charmingp' with deep-drawn
breath. THANK you, Mr.. ROssel."
THANK you. You dance charmingly in
deed" he returned, as we went into the
hall: land" with glance that could not
meet steadily, alas! for my silly beating
heart, you look very charming, too. But
that, of course, you know"
81 did not know you thought so, naively.
you knew Laurence did, presumed"
oh Mr.. Laurence. Yes, think he has
been saying something about it, but he is
rather given to compliments, fancy. Some
men are, you know"
81 know am not" A pause then. He
was tanning me gently and looking at me
the while. why did you choose Il walk
with Laurence instead of ride with Inc
the other afternoon, Miss LucaS"'
Il chose a walk with him! Indeed | did
not walked out witt May, Mr.. RosseI,
and after her mother had taken her up in
the carriage by chance, Mr.. Laurence by a
still greater chance, overlook me. Oh, /
hope you did not think we-I-it was ar
rangedT' l cried, looking up at him beSeech-
mgly.
He smiled down at me.
81 am glad it was nOt-that is all, " he said
quietly. Now, how many more dances
are you going to give me?'
81 am awfully afraid" said ruefully,
that my programme is nearly full"
LET me look. Here are some illegible
marks. Men have no business to write
ilegibly l will write my name plainly
over them-see, for that valse, and here
again for this one. Now, you must not for
get Shall you fOrget?'
"But-but can you spare me so many
dances, really? Have not you crowds of
duty ones to dO?'
81 have done crowds of duty ones. May
not man have a little pleasure during the
evening"? he replied impatiently.
was silent bending over my flowers, and
presently he asked softly:
nat Is your cilristlah,hame' MISS Lucass
IL Is stlanse' put uoht pelleVe ha'eeVer
he .,II H. go
No.h0 one cans me py II mere L sald
SorI1 U IL Is Mllilcent, ~
nat ueat niue manner just the pretty
ittle name tllat SUITS you, Mllilcent MS
tones lingering deeply ana unsteady upon
.le one syiiaple. shouid IKE 10 call you
by it." bending his handsome head little