Arizona republican., 1893-03-24

iiiSp hCt' uOu Wdut tO nctV ItT, savagely; "one sees quite enough of her in all the shop windows"
 ''One does," 1 remarked, sotto voce.
 ''She wanted a hat the color of this one, so brought it out and showed it to her and told her the price and ex- | plained why it was so expensive. oh, don't mind giving that for the hat, she said it is we'll worth it. l am quite in love with it, Mime. Destrier, but dare not buy it without letting my husband see it. He is so very par ticular about what I wear. Could have it sent round tonight fer him to look at? l would let you know some time tomorrow whether l would take it or not Of course 1 said I should be glad to send it, and she gave me the address, and the hat went round there that evening. Last night she sent it back and said she was very sorry, but Lord Loddington didn't think it suited her. thought it looked little tum- bled, but one has to run those risks when one sends goods on approval She had determined to have that hat just to wear for the one day, and she was too mean to get it honestly"
 "Of course you'll have it out with her-youll expose her?" l said.
 was as angry and disgusted as Nina, who stood opposite me, with her pretty eyes and cheeks flaming with honest indignation.
 My dear boy, would if dared, but can't afford to. It would drive half my customers away from me, and must think of Hugo and Giles. They don't cost much while they are tinies, but want to give them every advan- tage, the darlings, and l was left so badly off, and the business is just be- ginning to pay so well. dare not run the risk of exposing Lady Loddington's meanness."
 "l had forgotten your children. No, it would not do. Trust me to give her a mauvais quart dheure, if I get the chance"
 Promise you'll be careful Think of the little boys"
 ''I won't injure the dear chaps, you best of mothers"
 Well, in that case, only hope for tune may favor you"
 Fortune did favor me at last, but she kept me waiting till the autumn, like the tickle jade she always is. My chance came in this wise: My uncle asked me up to his place in Scotland for shooting, and went. The old gen tleman IS very connolsseur of beauty, and every pretty woman of note is bound to be asked up to D. sooner or later. got there in time to dress hurriedly and appear in the drawing room just as my uncle was telling everyone whom he was to take in. I was introduced to some girl have not notion who she was, but l gave her my arm and took her down to din ner, murmuring commonplaces on the way. The truth is, was half fam ished with my journey, and my one idea was dinner. It was not until I was well on with the fish stage that looked at my left-hand neighbor. It was Lady Loddington herself.
 "l haven't seen you since we met at Ascot, she remarked, pleasantly.
 She certainly is a most lovely wom- an, by the way. l stared blankly, and she went on with an air of we'll acted reproach:
 "I believe you have forgotten we ever met there"
 Here was my chance; seized it.
 Forgotten! Why, I remember every word you said, the color of your gown and even the very hat you wore-the loveliest and most becoming hat ever saw in my life"
 The compliment told.
 'I don't believe you do," she pouted.
 "Upon my word do. It was a sort of big affair of amethyst velvet, and feathers to match. l remem Der it with double force because made cousin of mine quite angry with the mere de- scription of it. l don't know if you ever met her? She has gole into millinery, like everybody else. She calls herself Mime. Destrier.'"
 l looked Lady Loddlngton full in the face and laid peculiar emphasis on the name. never saw anyone so thoroughly caught in my life. saw in a moment that she knew 1 krew. She turned perfectly scarlet to the roots of her halr, and then quite white, and didn't speak for at least a moment Then she pulled herself together, as only a woman can, and adroitly changed the subject But she has been very civil to me ever since, much to the surprise of my friends l am plain and uninteresting; I am not parsonage; I haven't farthing-not even expectations-and they can't make out where the attraction lies. They had better ask Mme. Destrier, of Oxford street, to enlighten them. London Paper.
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