Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1895-06-20
~ coPYRlGHr 1892 by RAND. NsNALLY 3 co.

! depart with marked lmpatlence thai
brooked no appeal.
Surprised dismayed, and not little
aggrieved, the girl would have caught
at any straw of delay, had such deten-
ton offered. Her pride famed up
suddenly, and she departed swiftly,
sitting tears.
Miss Symthe rebuttoned her other
glove glided behind screen of plants,
thus adroitly avoiding Arthur Curzon,
and entered the ballroom with smile
on her rosy lips.
Dolores, with head lowered, and
clasping her dog, ran into Capt. Blake,
who started forward at her approach
from the court.
Where are you going?" he de-
manded, extending his hand.
II am to go away" replied Dolores,
in faint voice, placing her little,
trembling hand in his grasp and look
ing up at him appealingly and sorrow
fully.
1.-THE little witehr' thought the SOL
der, with a pleasurable quickening of
pulsation in the region of the heart
beneath his red jacket. ~ never saw
such eyes in my life"
He had placed himself in ambush to
await her approach, for he had rea-
soned that she must bring her dog to
her grandfather before dancing. He
was moved by the complex motive of
admiration of her beauty, curiosity as
to who she was and desire to thwart
the sailor.
"Going away without dancing with
me?" he exclaimed aloud. "That will
never do"
"The lady-I mean Diana said 1
was to go away now Oh, am so dis
appointed" confessed Dolores, bend
ing her head still lower to hide the
threatening tears.
you must not mind Miss Symthe
She is not the mistress of this house."
said the gallant captain, in soothing
accents.
Dolores dried her eyes with quizzi-
cal expression. In the game of ex-
peience Miss Symthe had thrown the
shuttlecock of dire warning that men
would make fool of Dolores, and here
was the first man met by the girl
afterward, tossing back the refutation
in unconscious vindication of his sex,
possibly, by admonishing her to be-
ware of Miss Symthe.
Lieut. Curzon waited impatiently,
now pausing near the door of the
dressing room where Dolores had be-
taken herself to change her stage cos
tune, and again pacing the length of
colonnade.I
The opening quadrille of honor was
over The new singer, Melta, invited
for the occasion, had rendered suc'
cessfully a brilliant, operate aria,
with innumerable bird-like trills and
quavers, substituting as an encore an
odd and sad little Russian song in
minor key. Still Dolores did not come
The young officer was vaguely aware
that girls require an unconscionable
time for their toilet He was too large
of soul to notice the frock of
Dolores, if he thought of it
at all. He was determined to give
her the pleasure of dancing
at real ball, and, well-of dancing
with her. Still she did not come. The
blood coursed more quickly in his
veins. He paced about restlessly. Per-
haps some accident had happened to
her. The admiration bestowed on her
beauty in the tableaux inspired N him
as much distrust as satisfaction. He
would seek the grandfather. Why had
he not done so before? He paused
suddenly at the sight of Capt. Blake
approaching, with Dolores on his arm.
The captain thoroughly enjoyed the
situation. Miss Ethel Symthe, who
had sighted him on several occasions
in favor of Lieut.. Curzon, wished to
Danish Dolores. He would make the
latter dance all the evening, If posi-
BILE, in consequence. Besides, he found
it very agreeable to pour batteries into
the unsophisticated ear of his compan-
ion. He held a card, and was writing
down his own name for number OF
dances, Dolores observing him with
puzzled attention meanwhile.
She recognized Lieut.. Curzon, with
drew her hand from the arm OF
her escort, and ran toward him, with
a JOYOUS exclamation. II am glad
to see you again." she said
simply. 81 was going away, only
Capt Blake stopped me. He has beer
so kind" with light gesture, caress
ing and grateful, toward her late com
psnion. 81 may stay?"
Dolores glanced from one to the
other in sudden misgiving Of her re
ception in that great world of ball
room beyond, where reigned Mis-
Ethel Symthe in her robe sparkling
with silver.
Capt. Blake laughed.
"Oh, the womenl" he said.
He uttered few sentences of expla
nation in the ear of Lieut.. Curzon, ant
laughed again. The other listene,
with an expression of surprise an,
anger, while a steely light shone il
his ewes, and the lines about his lip
frightened visibly.
''Here is your card, Miss Dealtry,
added the SON of Mars, gaily, conceal
ing any vexation the intrusion o
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