Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-02-12
TOO LATE.

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A refreshment room at Earl's court.
Enter Mrs. and Miss Ormerod As they
pass one of the tables a young man starts
violently half rises and takes off his hat.
Mrs Ormerod eyes him with an imperti-
nent stare, and Miss Ormerod looks fxedly
at the wall beyond him. The young man
hastily resumes his seat When they have
found seats at a safe distance and ordered
refreshment, the ladies give vent to their
indignation.
"Well, Laura, OF the impudent'-
"Mr. Marston never was noted for his
modesty mother"
place to bring him to his senses. He'll
soon find his level here"
~ wonder what he is doing? He seems
well dressed"
Counter jumping or shoplifting, l
should imagine. That's all he's fit for.
"He could waltz divinely."
"Then he had one redeeming virtue.
Perhaps he teaches dancing"
As the band outside ceases playing sun
dry people saunter in.
"Why, there's Sir william. l do hope
he'll see us"
"Why doesn't the man look this way?"
"If he isn't talking to Mr.. Marston!
How flattered that young man must feel p
Perhaps he is ordering new coat"
cor, more likely, complaining about
the old one."
II hope he is arranging for some dane
ing lessons. He waltzes horribly"
"You could forgive that if he were only
good looking"
cat any rate, he is very good natured."
Cor he wouldn't be talking to young
Marston."
Sat last he sees us"
The ladies bow gracefully Sir William
walks across to them.
"Now whoever would have thought of
meeting you here"
Chow badly expressed Sir Williami
An unexpected pleasure would have
sounded SO much better"
II sit corrected. Ices, see. Are they
good?"
every bad. But we are pretending it's
summer"
"By the way, Laura and are quite dy
ing to know what you have in common
with Mr.. Marston."
IA very great DEAL Mrs. Ormerod."
"Coats and-waistcoats?'
"Dancing?"
"Really, ought to have had an ice, for
without one I sec no connection. You
know Marston, them"
He was clerk in fathers office. We
did know him, mother?"
Certainly, my dear. Sir William will
understand the degree of intimacy that in
dicates."
Sir William looks from one to the other
in doubtful, questioning manner and
then says grayely:
"Mr. Marston is a friend of mine.''
GLOW extremely condescending Of you
to put it that way. Mr.. Marston would
be fiattered if he heard YOU
II fail to see why"
Look at your different positions in life
You are man of title.
"And Marston is man Of genius-a
somewhat scarcer article"
'Why, what has he done?'
Have you not read WaitingP'"
"Of course. Some one sent me copy.
I never found out who. But that was by
Godfrey Newcome.
"Quite Marston s pseudonym. Then
I know you have seen his play, for was
in your box at the Lyceum, on Tuesday,
wasn't itp''
"Did Mr.. Marston write My Lady Dis
dainfulS' "
Indeed he did, Mrs. Ormerod. a
surprised you did not know it,"
Miss Ormerod appears lost in thought.
Then she sees Marston rising to CO. She
turns quickly to Sir William.
"Do me favor. Tell Mr. Marston
wish to renew our old friendship"
"Delighted!"
He walks after Marston.
"Marston, an old friend wishes to speak
to you-Miss Ormerod.
docs sheS" A pause. "You remember
what I told you about that girl in the
country who said she would give her an
swer when was famousS''
eyes,
II told her she would have to send for
me then, as should never ask again. You
have just brought her summons"
"The deuce haye!''
'She has only just learned that amer
"a suocess?''
"Not whisper of it till told her"
~ thought so. She cut me dead a quar-
ter of an hour ago. It's too late now, old
man. Tell her-what you like, only don't
hurt her unnecessarily"
"All right, sonny; understand Wait
for me outside"
Rejoining the ladies:
Mr.. Marston wishes me to say he
would have been delighted to have had
your message quarter of an hour earlier,
but as it is''-
"Well, Sir William, as it is?'
As 1t is, Marston and are returning
to town together. Good afternoon, ladies'.
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