Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1894-08-02

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Boucoirun was not little surprised
to hear Lucic Bataille speak so freely
of her lover. Perhaps his marriage
had not taken place after all and their
relations had remained unchanged,
notwithstanding the farewell present.
why don't you ask me about your
friond?'
mon Dieu, madame! Certain
events change things so! Since Henri
is marricd-for he is married, if / am
not mistalcn?'
"Buh" interrupted the young
woman, laughingly The is not as
changed as all that. Still, you may
Judge for yourself, if you will lunch
with us to-day, perfectly sans cere-
monte"
"Luneh?' stammered the completes
ly dazed officer. "How?-where7n
"Rue Murillo, 45," cried Lucy Ba-
taille, galloping off and giving him a
pretty salute with her crop.
The old servant followed at proper
distance, The coupe drove off, and
Boucoiran remained alone with his
thoughts. So that horrible Saint
Armcl had not given up Lucie? He
even lunched with her. Oh, those
husbands! True, the diva was almost
/ pretty enough to make man commit
a crime.
At noon, precisely Boucoiran was
/ at the door of cosy little house in
Rue Murillo. The yestibule, the stair
case, the salon were all in exquisite
taste. In kind of sitting,room,
Lucie, clad in simple white gown,
received her guest
Henri keeps us waiting She said.
"Do you know, Monsieur de Boucoi-
ran, am quite displeased that you
did not call before?"
"Really madame, am so engrossed
by my hard work that find no time
for society. | hate music, conse-
quently have never even heard you
sing
you haven't lost much. sing
only under compulsion,"
If l am correctly informed you
sing every evening,
81? Why, haven't uttered note
for over Il fortnight"
$50 much the worse for the ears of
Paris, madame. If were in Henri's
place | should urge you on in your
art, for our friend with "A meaning
smile) seems to have some influence
over you"
"Ah, if you knew how hard he is to
please"
"And still, when he spoke of you
let me sect was the day | sold poor
Fleuron; he said that he would like to
see you at the opera"
you are joking What else did he
say? am interested in his conf
dences to you."
"wili you pardon me if enter into
details?'
Certainly, already regard you as
an old friend"
"Well, Henri, said to me-. She is
made to play pages roles with such
legs"
He spoke to you Of"
"And to say that ! never had the
curiosity to SEQ them! ! am so busy
Besides, my tastes differ from Henri's
We are not at all alike. / never could
understand his crazy idea of marry
ing" We
Lucille Bataille opened her eyes to
the fullest extent, but did not an.
swer. Boucoiron Continued
''When he allowed us to guess the
coming catastrophe said to myself
My boy, if your American is not a
very superior creature, you will lead
her merry dance} Confess thatI
knew Saint Armel thoroughly, and
still, now | understand why he wasn't
long in coming back to you.p '1aHs
The Young woman's face wore such
queer expression that the captain
stopped short.
| ~ fancy he said after a pause,
"that you do moi. agree With me; or
rather, think your reserve in very
good taste. But l hear our friend
coming"
| The next minute the two men we're
gree ting each other effusively. ~
The mornings encounter was re-
lated. Boucoiran excused himself
for having so cavalierly accepted
madame's invitation.
at was case in which you had to
respond cayalierly," answered Henri,
since picuron presented YOU
The three sat down to luncheon.
Confess, said the count "that
marriage hasn't changed me-
II almost feel like saying. not
enough! But ! am not here to moral
ize. Besides, madame is your best ex-
cuse. But am told that your night
ingale is silent. True, we are in win
ter but that is precisely the time
when the nightingales of the stage
MARBLE their most brilliant notes. "
Never did madrigal produce less eff
feet. Henri and the young woman
glanced at each other anXiously.