The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1895-03-28
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we shall meet at Hurlingham to-
morrow, whispered the guardsman.
He was nice boy aud he defended
. Dorothy Marston when her own Sc,
reviled her.
She thought 10 Nottingham. and
Daisy perhaps diving" Aloud she said:
III come: can drive YOU down, if
you ike. You had better lunch here
first"
Charmed, Of course, " he murmured.
The man on her right asked her if she
had won money on the Derby. She
fancied she heard her maids voice in
the hall. and she wondered if she had
returned with any news as she answer
ed: 4 made little, Lewis was horri-
bly, unlucky. He insisted on backing
some beastly outsider"
Then she laughed, slipped her cham
pagne, and glanced at an old admirer
halfway down the table. A timid little
woman at the other end caught the
look and hated her for it. The re-
cip!ent was the girls husband.
And now tell me some delightfully."-
naughty scandal" Mrs Marston said
to the hor5ey man. The latest and
best you know"
Mrs. Graham?"
"Oh, she's an old story"
Give you my honor-new edition
Really! Go on.
Warned off the bookstals"
well, I'm not a bookstall."
As he paused, she thought Marie
can't have found Sir John. | wonder
if they have a good nurse They might
have let me see her Just for one mo-
ment. Children rarely t"ke to a step
mother, but Daisy used to love every
one"
go Mrs. Graham has even over
stepped the bounds of modernity," she
said aloud.
Taken the barrier in one stride"
Bravo, | am always grateful to a
woman who gives me something no.
torious to talk about"
And she thought Il wonder if she
suffers much. | wonder if she is con-
scious They said No better could
that mean she was worse? How all these
people would chatter and whisper if
they knew the situation Tonight not
one OF them would be sorry-yes, Hilda
would, poor frightened little woman
because her baby died, although | do
hirt with her husband. Aud my baby
oh, God. how happy | was over
Daisy and now-it's my own fault for
leaving her, but how could know she
was going to be ill?"
Then she started. and laughed.
Il didn't catch what YOU were saving.
Yes; someone bet LeiIa's legs weren't
the same length; it doesn't show when
she's dancing, and | don't believe it.
Some silly little boy asked-no, | can
tell you; that isn't a pretty story"
The room, with its brilliant lights. its
sound Of voices. and its laughter, fsded
from sight. In Imagination she was
carried far away, to the little bedroom
next the nursery in the o,d house. She
bent over Daisy who slept and dreamt
q mamma-the real mamma. not her
new one-and She SAID to the cold. stern
faces around her: Have pity. let me
kiss her once-I won't disturb her."
Perhaps they might consent and let her
creep away having seen her baby and
kissed her, as in the old happy days.
She heard the guardsman ask her
question, and replied at random.
Yes, | am going TO act as a Greek
goddess; its a queer kind of play, but
one can do anything nowadays. and
Lady Lane acts in it. so that makes the
whole thing SO eminently respectable.
She IL die of dullness, poor old dowd.
Her husbands Il nice boy-he got me
into the show"
She stretched out her hand and pull
pI u orchid 70 br
faded from sight again.
She stood near the little bed. Daisy
was awake and knew her They weren't
angry; they were kind; they let her
hold her close; let her stay to nurse her:
let her soothe her as only a mother.
even the most degraded, can. Charles
torgave for the baby's sake, and let her
stay jet till she got well.
She pulled herself together and rose
to leave the room. Ia all her dreams
she never saw a sad picture, save that
II was sad to see the child suffer OF
course, she was certain to get we'll
As the footman handed her the coffee
when upstairs, she asked carelessly:
Has Marie returned?'
IAN hour ago, num-. p" he said.
She started. with no letter for me?o
NO, mum. She said not"
All right. Mrs. Barker has changed
her mind and will take some milk.
Hand it to her, please"
So she couldn't hear that night The
notion made her reckless Her fair.
placid friend shouted some gossip in her
ears as in the manner Of deaf people.
The gentlemen joined them, and
singer sat down at the piano.
The song over amid loud applause, a
footman opened the door to admit
gentleman. He had asked to see Mr.
Marston alone, but the man had blum
dered. misunderstood him. and an
nounced him as one Of the evenings /
quests.