The Washington critic., 1886-08-27
SAVED FROM THE BILL0WS.

SAVED FROM THE BILLUWS.
az wonder whether we could prevail
upon that quiet, sad looking niece of
Mrs. Elliott to take the character,
Grace? She is SO admirably suited to
it, you know, with that abundant dark
hair of hers, that tall, eXquisitely-
shaped figure, and those lovely, mourn
ful eyes. She might be the Jailer's
Daughter in our final tableau with SUI
perb effect"
81 think that Mrs. Elliott could per-
suade her niece" remarked pretty
Grace Hilton, addressing the lady.
"Wbo Is to be our 'Captive2' Grace
went on, Charley Whitcomb, | sup
pose.
eyes," was the reply cat least, he
has promised faithfully to he up from
New York by 8 o'clock this evening.
/ Shall speak to Mrs. Elliot immeli-
ately. That niece of her's--hcr name,
by the way, is Amelia Webster, isn't
it?-secms such an uns)ciablc melan.
choly sort of creature that really hate
putting the question to her Wait
here till | return, Grace. | shant be
gone very long. The tableuu ia the
last on the list, you know, and do
want TO have it effective. Your dress
for 'Rowcna' is all ready, | hope?"
"Entrely," said Grace, us her com.
panion left the piazza, on which the
above conversation had been held, and
went in search of Mrs. Elliot.
Have you leen taking walk,
Amelial"
Eyes. aunt"
And Amelia Webster divested her
self of plain bNt tasteful garden hat
as she spoke.
She had Just entered her aunt's bel
room, a large, coHmodious apartment
on the ground floor of the hotel, where
Mrs. Elliott was seated beside one of
the windows.
"1Iow can you stand these long walks
of yours, Amelia, on such fearfully warm
mornings" asked her aunt languidly
using the palm leaf fan which she was
holding.
ut acds rather warm" said Amelia,
with a smile-by no means a brilliant
smile. however-on that sad, beautiful
face of hers. "Have you been receiv.
ing visit, aunt, from pleasant Mrs.
Darlington this morning? / met her
in the outside hall just before l en-
tered"
"Yes, Amelia; and she has been talk.
ing about you"
"About me ?" spoken with some sur.
prise.
"She wants you to be in the tableau
TONIGHT. You'ye no idea. Amelia.
what quantities of nice things she has
been saving about your eyes hair and
figure. The dress is simple, | believe
-nlain hlock-ond Won are ia carry n
lamn in your hnnd and lc, down Mi
your hair. and be a 'Jailer's Dauch.
fer.' TO Charley Wbitcombe's 'Con.
tive, You've seen Charley Whit.
combe. haven't ~,
"Yes: hut | am not acnuointed with
him" was Amclia's renIvl 81 hate to
be disobliging, aunt: but, then, il will
really seem very slranre for me 10
min9le nmonr those gav nennle dawn.
stairs
"Why strange, Amelia ?"
"Yo,i know whv aunt ouitn os we'll
rs I could tell vou'' ' '''' " -
Amelia Webster spoke in a low,
tremulous voice, fyinr her dark cvcs
mon the floor,
"Becmse Won have made nm vo.,.
mind. Amelia that there Is no posslble
consolation for The grief which tor.
ments Won. Isnot that the reason?
..,l iioweyeT we've, Mrs MIS- nl hiiiott conunuea'
you anu na,o liut' 700 il'lhy con
nersa,,ons , on tn,s suoJect, iHr o me 10
nope tnat .hc present resent one VIII ln"uence S
you more thah others nave done Con
Gerh'n@ ,h's requCS. oI MIS-, |HrllISloh
V,
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pceh Regarded ny me Win colu ulicon,
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myself oi ti,s leeltng. ! hayc s'rlyeh
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81 would rather be sent for when
am needed" Amelia said. you
know which is my room, do you not,
Mrs. Carrington 2"
"Oh, yes" answered that lady, not
a little annoyed at Miss Webster's lack
of interest in the tableaux which it
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