The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-04-14

He did his best to recover his emotion,
and he succeeded very soon. "It was moth
ing" he said with sicaly smile ut was
the-heat Of the room" 70, blessed heat
Of rooms, how useful you areD The man
with the diamonds could not, however, re-
cover his equanimity; something had oc-
CURED to disturb him; of that Miss Amer
ling was certain. What It was, however,
she did not even suspect. He rose TO take
his leave very shortly. There was ques-
tion trembling on his lips, but he held II
back until the last moment, very much In
that spirit which prompts woman to put
her most important request in the postscript
Of her letter. Y5l
when - do = y YOU buy yours, furs,
mademoisellei" he asked.
Anastasia glanced at him coyly. "You do
not forget my furs," she said archly. I'D
tell you, If knew, count butt don't"
W-w-where do you buy themi"
Miss Amerling again felt resentment ut
the question. 1t was not asked in an Off
hand manner, as the dear count certainly
intended it should have been. There was n
real anxiety for an answer in 1t.
where did you buy your fur coat,
countf' she asked, rather impudcntly.
The man with the diamonds positively
jumped. II was not a start, it was jump
he gave. His face was livid: he gasped for
breath. Hastily wringing Miss Amerling's
hand, he bade her goodnight.
What did it meant Miss Amerling asked
herself
Miss Amerling's forebodings disappeared
with the clear sunshine of the following
morning After all, she reflected, the Comte
de la Mauviere ought to be permitted the
luxury of a few peculiarities. He was GER
tainly charming man; he was undeniably
under her influence, and-well there is no
use mincing matters-Miss Amerling sud-
denly remembered that she was 'getting on
In years" Besides, she had gone rather
too far to retract. Hippolyte-yes, that was
his nom de bapteme-certainly knew that she
was not averse to him--as they say in the
love stories. Ah! she was too ingenious to
be able to conceal her sentiments OIL any
subject
With what fervor and loving enthusiasm
had he thanked her, when, after listening to
his statement that money had not been forth
coming from France, she. had handed him
$500. What ridiculous man he was to be
so grateful for the loan of few dollars
All it was because he loved her. Could she
doubt itl No, indeed.
Al - ohoi uiilC Iulso ktHlcIllIR
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 g. Nickerson's establishment,
that colossal store where every thing could
be bought, from a diamond to an elephant.
''ro 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 a long walk through the end
less avenues of the big establishment to the
fur department. Miss Amerling was out of
breath when she at last reached it. She sank
in q cushioned arm chair.
II will send Mr.. Jones to you. He is an
artist in fur, assure you, madam" said the
shop walker.
"It's 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. Ah! she heard footsteps. The
artistic Jones was arriving; the footsteps
came nearer. She rose and advanced toward
young man. ne was IN front OF her now.
Sne looked careiessly at MN. Suddenly,
she paled, her eyes dilated, her mouth
opened, and, with piercing shrek, she fell
to the ground in a swoon.
Instantly all was commotion in Webster,
Underhill q 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
awell-worn business suit on his back, looked
fealiy 100 Ordinary person to have been
ohe cause OF MISS Amerhngs sudden lndis-
posltloh' seemed anxious 10 leaVe the scene;
Whiie every one attentlon was attracted TO
'ne iaih.ihg iauy' ne shpped away.
one glance at the place where Jones had
stood and burst into tears. 80, Mr.. Web
ster," she sobbed, stake me to my carriage.
l shall die, shall die. o, 1 have been de-
ceived, duped, victimized-O, dare not
think of it. Oh oh ! oh ohi''
She was rapidly becoming hysterical.
"a word with you, Mr.. Webster,n she man
aged to say. The polite partner was imme-
diately in an attitude of attention.
s'Is-is that y-y-young m-m-man,s
n-n-name really Jo-Joness, she asked
in almost unintelligible tones.
SIT is, Miss Amerling. He has been with
us for six months" A
"He-he he's q v-v-villain,n she
sobbed. ''No d-d-don't ask me why. He
is av-v-villain, and y-y-yet even n-now
1 can hardly understand it all o, take me
to my carriage quickly. Oh! oh! what shall
I do9 How shall face Dudleys O, nv
poor heart! O, Mr.. Webster Pm wretched.
No, won't cry. I won't Why should I?