Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1895-05-01
CHAPTER III.

Some ten Gays later the sun was striy.
ing TO pierce the sultry haze of an au.
tumnal day in London, and making the
half-deserted streets oppressively warm.
brougham stopped at the door of d
well-known hotel in Bond street, and 4 L.
tracted the attention of a waiter loungins
on the steps. He descended to ascertain
what the occupant wanted. She vas a
large, distinguished looking woman OF
more than a certain age, with almos,
white hair, and black eyes: whose travel.
ing costume of dark gray serge and bon.
net of gray straw and black ribbons had
evidently been designed by q high S.
modiste.
as Mrs. Ruthven hereT
"Yes, m"
'Ts she at homer
'I'll see, m"
The waiter disappeared, and soon re.
turned.
Mrs. Ruthven il in, na'am."
open the door. then" And the in.
! luirer alighted.
"Who shall snyY"
"Lady Dorrington."
The waiter ushered the visitor upstairs
| TO a handsomely furnished room, where,
before a long glass between the windows,
bali dress of pale-gold rntln with draper
les of fine filmy white lace, caught up at
one side with dropping bouquets Of won.
derfully natural violets, clematis and
ferns. Two women, one in a dainty cap,
the other in a smart hat. were standing
back as if they had just desisted from the
task of arranging the beautiful costume.
"A thousand apologies, dear Lady Dor
rington, for receiving you in this extra
| ordinary apparel; but 1 would not keep
you waiting, as l know you have only q
few hours in town. cried the lndy in tho
ball dress, advancing and shaking hands
with her visitor very cordially.
Il am charmed to have a peep ut you!
robe of triumph, as 1 am sure it will be-
| 1t is quite perfect. Don't let me inter
| rupt you; don't postpone the important
! study Of final touches. now that you are
full Of your subject"
There Is little more to be done. We
we're just hesitating whether to loop up
the lace on the shoulders with small bou-
quets, or with ruby and diamond butter
flies. What do you say, Lady Dorring-
.on?"
"My dear Mrs. Ruthven, am no Judge
/ never attempted to dress, knew it was
10 use. I just wore solid, serious clothes. -
you have admirable taste, am sure.
I am inclined for the butterflies sparkling
among the lace"
81 think, madame" said the dressmak-
er. deferentially, there would be au ela-
CANT simplicity in the bouquets"
.If madame permits me to speak" cried
the maid, in French, 81 would say, the
rubies and diamonds will be Infinitely
more distingue."
Mrs. Ruthven stood moment gazing
ixedly at herself in the glass, and then
said, decidedly:
81 will wear the butterflies. Bring me
1 tea gown, Virginie, and remember" Ito
the dressmaker) II must have the dress
complete by tomorrow; the changes yon
have to make might be done in an hour"
"Oh, madame! not in an hourT'
Il will return Immediately, Lady Dor
ington," said Mrs. Ruthyen, not needing
her, and sweeping away toward her bed
room, the door of which stood open.
"TheYe il such q bad light in my room l
was obliged to come here to see how I
looked"
Her attendants followed-and Lady
Dorrington, taking up 'The World"
which lay on the sofa, chose comfortable
chair and setded hersslf.
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