The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1888-04-14

appeared but people do strange things wbe,
unduly aroused.
"Who told you that3' asked Miss Amer
ling, rather sharply.
"W-w-well, I-I-thought so ~ no Of an,
mered
Miss Amerling looked at the man with IN
diamonds rather severely. 1T is true ), oh
said, 'that for several years / have allowe
my maid Melanie to do my shopping Sh
is treasure of girl, and hate the ,oaoo,
dle7S, you know. But l can't permit mvsel
to be so lazy always"
"Why not!" asked the count uneasiiv
Miss Amerling put up her glasses and eve,
him sternly What did he mean9 Was Oh,
to account to him for her doings her com
inss and her goings!
because | don't choose to do sou RI
her good humor soon overcame her it'll
vexation. "Ah, count, l forgot that vo,
Frenchmen are what we call domestic busy
bodies-vou me pardonfey, NEST ce pas We'll
let me admit you to another of nv secrets
as I see you like to talk cdi6ong. Count
am really picking up my French AGAIN
thanks to you.) am going, personally, tt
buy myself some new furs, very shortly.,
Miss Amerling had not finished her sen
tence before the man with the diamonds hat
started to his feet. His face was as pale Al
a sheet His lips trembled. He was hor
ribly agitated. Anastasia was alarmed.
''Really, my dear count, trust you arr
not illp
He did his best to recover his emotion
and he succeeded very soon. SIT was moth
ing" he said with a SICILY smile. 1T wsi
the-heat of the room.' 20, blessed hes
of rooms how useful you areD The
with the diamonds could not. how IL
cover his equanimity; something bid 50
CURED to disturb him; of that Miss Aner-
ling was certain. What it was, hoeeyer,
she did not even suspect. He roseto take
his leave very shortly. There wasa ques-
ton trembling on his lips but } held it
back until the last moment, verymuch in
that spirit which prompts a worin to put
her most important request in thpostscript
of her letter.
when do y - you buyaourS furs,
mademoiselleg" he asked.
Anastasia glanced at him coy. "You do
not forget my furs," she said.rchly. sd
tell you if knew, count, butI don't"
'W-w-where do you buyhem"
Miss Amerling again felt esentment at
the question 1t was not s1ed in an Off
hand manner, as the dearyount certainly
intended it should have bee. There was a
real anxiety for an answer it.
"Where did you buy your fur coat,
countP she asked, rather iipudently.
The man with the diapnds positively
jumped. 1t was not startit was a jump
he gave. His face was livi: he gasped for
breath. Hastily wringing Hiss Amerlings
hand, he babe her good-nigt.
What did it mean9 Miss Amerling asked
herself.
Miss Amerling's forebodngs disappeared
with the clear sunshine the following
morning. After all, she rejected, the Comte
de la Mauviere ought to le permitted the
luxury of few peculiaritts. He was Ger
tainly charming man; he was undenably
under her influence, and--vell, there IS no
use mincing matters-Miss Amerlinel sud
denly remembered that she was ''gettng on
in years. Besides, she had gone ather
too far to retract. Hippolyte-yes, tht was
his nom de bapteme-certainly knew tat she
was not averse to him-as they say u the
love stories All she was too ingenious to
be able to conceal her sentiments n any
subject.
With what fervor and loving enthusiasm
had he thanked her, when, after LISTING to
his statement that money had not bed forth
coming from France, she had handd him
$500. What ridiculous man he waste be
so grateful for the loan of a few doagsl
All it was because he loved her. CoiaASf BIC
doubt it? No, indeed.
In short time Miss Amerling's broughan
was at the door, and the lady herself ready
for the shopping expedition In the crowded
part Of Broadway, she could not help look.
ing to see if by chance she might espy the
connt. She was not rewarded by the sight
of that blue-blooded gentleman, however,
and somehow-why, she could not tell-she
felt vexed, and sighed as she reached Web.
ster, Underhill & Nickerson's establishment
that colossal store where every thing could
be bought from diamond to an elephant.
'To the fur department" said Miss Amer
ling to the polite shop walker, who, with
tender solicitude, had watched her alight
from her brougham.
1t was quite long walk through the end
less avenues of the big establishment to the
breath when she at last reached it. She sank
in a cushioned arm chair.
81 will send Mr.. Jones to you. He is an
artist in fur | assure you, madam. - said the
shop walker
Its well he's an artist in something, with
such disgustingly plebeian name" thought
Miss Amerling.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes
passed. Miss Amerling was thoroughly
rested. All! she heard footsteps. The
artistic Jones was arriving; the footsteps
came nearer. She rose and advanced toward
a young man. He was in front of her now.
She looked carelessly at him. Suddenly,
she paled, her eyes dilated, her mouth
opened, and, with piercing Shrek she fell
to the ground in swoon.
Instantly all was commotion in Webster,
Underhill & Nickerson's establishment. The
three members of the firm, who knew Miss
Amerling as an excellent customer, were
greatly concerned. Mr.. JONES' however,
who, with his book and pencil in hand, and
a well-worn business suit on his back, looked
really too ordinary a person to have been
the cause of Miss Amerling's sudden indis-
position, seemed anxious to leave the scene;
while every one's attention was attracted to
the fainting lady, he slipped away.
Miss Amerling soon recovered She tssv
one glance at the place where Jones had
stood and burst into tears. 80, Mr.. Web
ster," she sobbed, 'take me to my carriage
shall die, shall die. o, L have been de.
ceived, duped, victimized-O, l dare not
think of it. Oh oh oh ! OH"
She was rapidly becoming hysterical
"a word with you, Mr.. Webster" she man
aged to say The polite partner was imme-
diately in an attitude of attention.
'.Is-is that Y-Y-Young m-m-man,s