The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1894-01-06

closely at what I was giving my clerk,
and / fancied that I must have made q
mistake. Wait a moment. s
He went into his room and returned
with a letter.
81 see how It's happened he said.
"'The photograph I have, came TINS
morning in a letter which my clerk
opened and put with a number Oh otn-
ers on my desk"
"a letter from Mrs. Wilson,
'No, it is from a Miss Gilmore, u
this is the photograph, because my
clerk endorsed it with the name n
address after taking it out OF the en-
velope."
He showed Rose a photograph. It
was a fellow one to the photograph sne
held in her hand. Both We're pnoto-
graphs Of the same woman.
sTve~ advertised for a lady, and gen.
tleman to go out with a company 70
the Cape" said the agent, land MS Is
in reply to it. Miss Gilmore is EVIDENT
ly your missing friend. She is anxious
to secure. this engagement for hersei1
and husbasMl. She does not enclose his
photograph, but says he will call upon
me by appointment, IL the vacancy Is
not already filled"
ooh" exclaimed Rose, e~ndeavoring to
appear calm, "how fortunate; will you
kindly give me Miss Elmore's addressF'
The agent hesitated. There was a
look in Mrs. Smedley's face that made
him do so. He was a man Of the world
and he had known instances before In
which one lady wanted another lady's
private address for the purpose OF a
friendly greeting.
Its hardly the thing" he said, for
me to do without Miss Elmore's per-
mission; but as the engagement Is still
open and I think she will just suit the
part, judging by her appearance n
the press notices she encloses, l shall
write to her to come and see me, and
then I'll give her your address If you
will leave it. That will answer the
same purpose, I presumed"
"Oh, certainly" replied Rose, biting
her lips with disappointment. I'LL
I'll send a letter here for her which
YOU can give her OF forward to her."
Certainly. Good morning"
The agent disappeared into his pr1-
vate, room again, and Rose went out In
to the street fully determined what she
would do. +
She hadn't the slightest intention OF
writing to Miss Gilmore, or of leaving
her address for her. That would have
put the young lady on her guard and
have spoilt the little plot which Rose
was carefully thinking out for her riv-
ais discontinue. AS it was, she was
afraid that the agent merely telling the
actress that a lady had been asking for
| her might arouse her suspicious. She
| didn't think they could remember her
90 tho 1fSno Che had mt writ.
| ten it down or left a card. Even II
they did, the girl might not think 1t OF
any serious import. 1t was quite likely
that she did not know Wilson's real
name was Or that he had q wife fn Lon
don. He had probably told her that he
! did not want his friends to recognize
him for some family reason, and that
had caused the girls agitation after the
visit Of Tom Marlborough, as described
by the landlady.
Looking on the brass plate outside
the agents door, Rose saw that the
business hours were from Ito 4, except
on Saturdays, when they were IL to 2.
She calculated that the agent would
write to Miss Gilmore. that afternoon,
and make an appointment for the next
day or the day after. On one Of these
two days, between the hours Of IL
and 4, Miss Gilmore would enter that
Office and leave again and return to
the place where she was living. She
y E2igAt csaie uSon., she might come with
"Mr. Wilson," = -
Under any circumstances Rose would
! be there. The street was a wide and a
busy one. She would easily be able. to
| keep the agents front door in observa-
| ton without being noticed herself.
With her veil down and her parasol up
"Mr. Wilson, could hardly recognize
her, and Miss Gilmore didn't know her.
The only difficulty was about follow
| ing her, but it would be time enough
to get over that when the time came.
The girl was probably hard up and
| wouldn't take a hanson, she would
either walk or 60 by bus, and in either
case Rose could be her travelling com
panion without exciting suspicion.
II Jack came the case would be differ
emit. She should go up straight to him,
confront him, and ask for the pleasure
OF a few moments conversation with
| him. All that evening and far into the
night Rose thought over the scene that
she might take part In on the morrow.
l Die xCuCd1SCN IL. W A4ClSC1l III 6pOAC
her speeches aloud as she lay tossing
from side to side, waiting for the dawn.
She was too feverish and excited t.
sleep. She was not going to be violent,
or make a scene. She had q few words
Of whitening sarcasm ready for Miss Lei.
more, who would probably stare to see
q strange lady accost Mr.. Wilson rather
unceremoniously and insist upon q pr.
vate Interview, but with Jack she was
going to be calm, cold, and dignified
But she was going to let him under.
stand that he would have to answer FOR
his wicked, heartless conduct, and that
Nemesis had overtaken him ut last.
And, crushing her recreant husband
with words OF digni1ed scorn, Rose Eel
asleep at last, and woke 30 late that By
the time she had had her breakfast
and reached the side street OF the
Strand In which the agents Office was
situated, It was on the stroke OF
eleven.
AS she got out OF the bus she noticed
q gentleman who got down from ont,
side thessame conveyance look at her
rather cufiously, and she wondered
where she had seen him before. She
thought Il must me some d she had
been introduced to, and SO she bowed
slightly, but the gentleman took no no.
tice of her saIutation but looked DELHI
erately the other way.
Rose knew TINT she must have made
a mistake, and she colored slightly at
the idea Of having bowed to d strange
man who had stirred at her. This little