Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-06-04

| young and strong. and who are clear
headed and active when they are awake.
| It was late when she opened her eyes,
and the broad cold light filled the room.
| She lost no time In thinking over the
events of the night, for everything was
| fresh in her memory Half-dressed, she
wrapped about her a cloak that came
down to her feet, and throwing a black
| veil over her hair she went down TO the
FORTRESS lodge. In five minutes she had
| found keyork's address and had despatched
| one of the convent gardeners with the
note. Then she leisurely returned to her
room and set about completing her toilet
She naturally supposed that an hour or
two must elapse before she received an
answer, certainly before keyork appeared
| in person, fact which showed that she
HAD forgotten something of the man's
characteristics
Twenty minutes had scarcely passed. and
she had not finished dressing when Sister
Paul entered the room, evidently IN state
| of considerable anxiety. As has been seen
| il CHANGED 10 be her turn to Superintend
the guests quarters at that time, and the
FORTRESS had, of course, informed her i'm
medlately of keyork' $ coming, in order that
| she might tell Beatrice
He is there" she said, as she came in.
Beatrice was standing before the little
| mirror that hung upon the wall, trying
under no small difficulties to arrange her
| hair. She turned her head quickly.
Who is therel Keyork Arabian
Sister Paul nodded. slad that she was
| not obliged to pronounce the name that had
| for her such an unchristian sound.
Where is he2 | did not think he could
come so soon. Oh, Sister Paul, do help me
! with my hair. l cannot make it stay"
| ''He is In the parior, down stairs" an
| swered the nun, coming to her assistance.
Indeed, child, l do not see how ! can help
| YOU She touched the black coils ineffec-
| tuallY. There, IS that 6etter2H she
! asked in timid way. Il do not know how
No, no!'' Beatrice exclaimed. 'Hold
| that end-so-now turn it that wayne, the
! other way-it is in the glass-so-now keep
| II there while put in pin-no. no-ln the
| same place. but the other way-oh, Sister
| PAUL Did you never do your hair when
| you were girl2n
That was SO long ago. answered the
| nun meekly. Let me try again
The result was paSsaby satisfactory at
last. and assuredly not wanting III the ele-
ment of novelty.
Are you not afraid to 90 alone2" asked
Sister Paul with evident preoccupation. as
Beatrice put i few more touches to her
toilet
But the young girl only laughed and made
the more haste, Sister Paul walked with
Hef 10 the mead oil the stars, wishing that
the rules would allow her to accompany
Beatrice into the parlor. Then as the latter
went down the nun stood at the top looking
after her and audibly repeating prayers for
her preservation.
The convent parlor was large, bare room,
lighted by high and grated window. Plain,
straight, modern chairs were ranged against
the wall at regular intervals. There was
no table, but square piece of green carpet
lay upon the middle of the pavement. A
richly ornamented glazed earthenware stove
in which n fire had just been lighted, occu-
pied one corner Il remnant of former ses-
thetic taste and strangely out of place since
the old carved furniture was gone. a cru
citix of inferior workmanship and realisti-
cally painted hung opposite the door. The
place was reserved for the use of ladies in
retreat and was situated outside tine con-
stantly closed door which smut of the clois-
tered part of the convent from the small
portion accessible TO outsiders.
keyork Arabian was standing in the mid
die of the parlor, waiting for Beatrice.
When she entered at last, he made two
steps forward, bowling profoundly and then
smiled in deferential manner
My dear lady" he said. Il am here. I
have lost no time. II so happened that [