The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-04-10
Mrs. Atherton GnnocentlyEwhst let

Mrs. Atherton GnrocentlyEWhat let
ter?
Mr.. Anterior (hissing hi. words out)-
The one that followed the packet at din
ner; the one that was delivered with in
structions that you should get il tonight
WITHOUT fail; the one that you just picked
up and then tossed with feigned careless
ness out Of sight the one stepping quick
| ly over 10 the table and drawing it forth)
| which ] now hold in my hand.
Mrs. Anterior, who has been by turns
surprised and indignant during this har-
rsngue. suddenly shrugs her shoulders as
il giving it all up. and crossing the room,
SINKS languidly into the low chair before
the fire. A pause ensues.
| Mr.. Atherton-Well?
Mrs. Atherton trepeating)-Well.
Mr.. Atherton-What have you to say to
| all this?
Mrs. Atherton Ganguidly)-Nothing.
| Mr.. Atherton-Nothing2
| Mrs. Anterior (again Nothing.
Mr.. Anterior (iercely DIDN'T tribe with
I me. VIII you read this letter.
Mrs. Atherton-I am in no hurry.
Mr.. Atherton-Shall / read it?
Mrs. Atherton-As you please.
Mr.. Atherton-You do not wish me to,
| perhaps?
Mrs. Atherton-Candidly, I do not.
Mr.. Atherton (quickly)-Ah! then there
| is something to conceal.
| Mrs. AGherton-9es.
| Mr.. Atherton-From met
| Mrs. Atherton-From you.
| Mr.. Atherton thoarsely (-Elinor, what
| am | TO understand by this?
| Mrs. Atherton (calmly and Ill concealing
a smile) What you like.
Mr.. Anterior Gearing at his collar. his
| face working)-Good God, Eiinorl you
| smile while / am
| Mrs. Atherton (glancing at him(-Chok-
| ing, would say. Chen seeing the misery
on his countenance she quickly relents.)
| Come Lionel, we'l end this. The game
IS not worth the candle. | will not read
| the letter, but you shall read it TO me.
Mr.. Anterior las if doubling his ears)-
Are you in earnest?
| Mrs. Atherton-Assuredly.
Mr. Atherton-You wish me 70 open
this letter and read its contents aloud to
you?
Mrs. Automatically.
Mr.. Atherton-You are not afraid7
Mrs. Anterior (archly)-I am a woman
and know my power.
Mr.. Atherton-Oh, you will confess and
crave forgiveness
Mrs. Atherton-What prophet you are I
Mr.. Atherton timpatientlyt mock
me. There's your letter. lStsrts as if TO
throw it into the iire.)
Mrs. Atherton restraining him)-Nay,
Lionel, II Is my turn now. insist that
| you read the letter.
(Mr Anterior looks az her steadily for a
moment, then suddenly breaks the seal
and tears open the sheet and reads:
To The Acdcm. Atksrton: There is uniau, to
deliver the package today sans Instructions. Il
must TO use the poudre noir only before the
0psTaoR Ro, nPFss fpSgdFs AyeS gsnd
Mr.. Atherton-What the dev-that is.
do you understand this polyglot?
Mrs. Atherton-of course. The package
contained the red and black powders and
these are the directions how to apply
them.
Mr. Atherton-But who is (studying the
letter again) Scholtke?
Mrs. Atherton-0h! he is professor of
the art OF beautiiying the human counte-
nance" according 10 his circular. Belle
sent him TO me. You see, | did so want a
dimple. with & regre,ful sigh.)
Mr.. Anterior tamazedl-A dImple!
Mrs. Anterior - Yes Lionel. don Z
laugh. Half of the women in our set have
artificial dimples and-you yourself have
said that delicious little dimple right
here would make my face just perfect
Mr.. Atherton-And you proposed
Mrs. Atherton-Why, just TO buy one.
The operation is very simple-a slight in
cision and drawing together Of the cor
ners. don't altogether understand, but
il Is very simple and absolutely harmless
and-he was to come Thursday to do it,
bat now
MI. Atherton-NoN, III KICK Scholtke
down stairs
Mrs. Atherton tresignedlyl-Of course.
Belle AMI | knew you'd never consent.
Mr.. Atherton-Ill forbid Belle this
house.
Mrs. erton-0hi coaxed her to send
him.
NJ. Atherton-A precious pair of plot
tiers you are. What a mercy discovered
this horrible scheme before il was TO late.
Mrs. Atherton-If had not been so soft
hearted-but you were such an absurd
impetuous. jealous fellow! One thing
Will say. however
Mr.. Anterior blending over her fondly)
And that is
Mrs. Atherton-That you are not the
trst or likely TO be the last man that has
been betooled. bewitched and altogether
bewlldered by-a woman's dimple
Curtain
MARGARET HAMILTON WEIcH.
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