The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1895-10-17
2 ~6roublesom2 Girl.
By TIE DUCHESS.
Bv TIE DUCHESS.

Siii HtIIlUS lltT litht, anu hV"' "'
in defiance of her expression he press
es it warmly-whereupon he instantly
loses possession of 1t.
Yes. | was charmed says he,
taking no notice of her angry with
drawal of her hand. with the eyes
of every one upon you, you stu
achieved a success that is hardly 10
he rivallcd in this generation. wen
| myself"
Pour says she. intcrrupting him
unceremoniously, Il little frown dark
ling all her face. do you think am
Il fool: Compliments to whom com
pliments are due. Coed enough. But
none from you, thank you. Don't l
know you:'
Wei, YOU should" says he, mildly.
We'll, do. And know that you
regard with contempt the woman who
could stand up before her WorS how
ever small. and let herself be pub
Iicly admired. BY herself hastily, i
moan her talent. Come, now, say the
truth for once; confess you think me
forward, bTazen, vain and all the ret
Of itG'
You are so evidently anxious th3t
shouid 50 confess myself, that really
hardly like TO refuse YOU says he
colby. but as You are also DESTROYS
Of hearing me speak the truth, If only
for once in my life. I feel bound 70 say
taat YOU are wrong in your surml&e;
/ have not up to this regarded you rs
vain. braZcL or forward.
so says your tongue, but your eyes
ay something else" returns she. with
petulant but charming uplifting or
"a shoulder lear him.
My eye offends me, then-Shail |
0luek ii OUT asks Dalrymple. a
dignity hooking expression in the
seature in question. why should
ay one thing and mean another: BE
sensible. my little cousin. Am | SO
afraid of you that ] should lie 10 YOU
I'm tired" says she. fitting up her
hin. and looking over his shout
lcr with an exaggerated air of Il
.nsirous of escape; Il should like to
20 home il grandpa-Ah! Dicky-you."
She rows suddenly radiant, and
transferring the bow to the small
land that already finds the violin too
much for il, gives the free little fingers
70 the newcomer middle-siZed
routh Of a distinctly ugly, if delightful
rountenance.
Buried alive: genius for one in the
shade. I've been commissioned TO dig
v0u out" says he. his face all n bril-
liant grin. Lady Swansdown said
you were here. but that as Dalrymple
vas your companion, she"-He paUseS,
rruck by Il stony glance from the
cnder maiden before him.
please go on" says she. in a terri
lie voice. Noel and | are quite long
,ng to hear the end of that remarka-
bic beginning of yours. Why should
Lady Swansdown imagine that. be-
,ause Noel was with me I'-Here
he pauses. and with hot cheeks
turns angrily toward Dalrymple, as if
hardly knowing how to go on.
1T is a conundrurH, Never guessed
me in my life. Give it up" says he
promptly. gravely, but with that sup
PRESSED amusement in voice ard face
hat always enrages her.
1T is not n c~Onundrum, it is ain i'm
DertinenCe,' says she steadily. She
furus TO Dicky-Mr. SylveSter-tlc
)rother of her dearest friend, and lays
her hand upon his arm.
Il should like some champagne
'i'R ~lNl u4'ilb soy Hit'' illvti'iihAiS
him with a little yivaciOus pressure
-oward the moving crowd beyond.
'Grandrapa will be sufficient in him
self lie is a perfect tonic" says Dairy
1ple unmoved, addressing himself to
he back OF her departing head. She
hears him. however. and unable to re-
use herself the JOY of battle turns
NNcc more.
Il require it," says she quickly,
considering | have been with you for
i've minutes"
"Oh. say. come on, do. I never
saw such a girl as on are to fight"
saws Mr.. Sylvester, giving her a little
null.
We'll ii is only when | am with
NOEL" declares she. with a whimsical
twist Of her charming head, at last
permitting herself to be drawn into
he outer room.
balrymple left alone, smiles again!
This time a little bitterly.