The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-04-20

"A late lunch would explain my slim
dinner better, i Think" responds Tom.
''but I suppose you think everybody must
be in love because you are" hs adds
teasinRly.
She colors and casts a very shy look at
her lover, who Is gazing at her adoringly.
"No, not at all; but you act like . man
In love-" she cries In defense. "What
else would bring you home at 5 o'clock
To begin your toilet. and at 10 minutes
past q see you still before the glass, add
ing the finishing touches N letting your
"What has made you consult me 9 o
anxiously as to the cravat YOU should
wear? What has made you choose your
boutoniere with an eye tn the harmony
of colors, 10 which you never gave a
thought before could 20 on for some
impotence will not make the hands OF
the clock move faster, even II he looks at
Il every minute or so."
With a mock tragic gesture Tom falls
back In his chair and weakly says:
"Ryland, my boy, take her. She Is
yours! She has such wonderful, such
truly remarkable penetration that she is
not safe to have around"
They all laughed.
"wcll, Hugh and / are going TO the
theatcr. l must go and get ready" says
Sue. jumping up abruptly, "Ihate TO leave
you aioic, iom' VIII ~" iio' coihc WIN
us?
"well-er-no, | don't think I feel like
il tonight" answers Tom with carelessde-
liberation.
.But are you going to be here entirely
by yourself all the evening? Then we will
stay with you n wait until some time
when we can all go together"
"No, indeed" protests Tom, hastily, ~
-er-that-is-well, thought l take a
walk around the coraer. i won't he
lonely. The fact is have a call to make
and-er."
He paused to light a cigarette. and Sue,
with a miscellaneous laugh, says:
"Poor boy. Get engaged and then you
Won't be in such demand, hey, Hugh"
She runs off and Tom is left wondering
il she can suspect his appointment.
But no, il is impossible. Ii seems as
IL the hands OF tho clock never moved
so slowly. Will il eve he light and
time for him to start for 1914 Blank
street. He sees the pretty, coquettish
figure of Pierrette as plainly as though
| she stood before him. He remembers the
| sparkle of her lark eyes and the beauty
| Of The contrast between them, and her
| blonde hair. He notes the golden sheen
soft trcss brush his cheek. A Whit of the
faint perfume that chung to her and re-
minded him OF freshly cut ~violets, reaches
him. He thrills as, in imagination, he
presses n kiss o n her round, white
| throat.
pardon, old boy"
Hugh Ryland laughs. He has spoken
| three times, but his remarks were all lost
| ON Tom. Hardly has the door closed after
| his sister and Hugh Ryland, I'M Ton il
alone, than he run lightly up stairs, three
steps at "A time. He enters and lights the
gas, and his eyes at once fall on the bed
In ono glance he sees spread upon il q
pointed cap. n little, fair, curly wig, q
lace-trimmed mask, a white dress and a
big fan.
Near these things lie n domino and a
| half-mask.
Pinned To the bed post is n sheet of pa.
per. upon which is written in large char
acters:
"Shades of musk and patchouli, ] dis
pei theew
And further down the page:
A Is fair in love and war. So links
your sister Suc-viz., Pierrette."