The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1897-02-04
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ID don't b too long Namrna, you might

enough -not snouehl Maks II quite curly
and don't b tsoionG Mamma, you might
ssk"--
Her mothss looked ct the ooinsur and
room too warn. HIS fAos, turned toward
| her for second 90 hs arranged bis tongs
| on the spirit lamp, was 30 euriously white.
The fact only INTERCEPTED her so far that hsr
| daughter ought not to have the atmosphere
| overheated, and she left the door little
| open when she moved silently from the
| room.
Then, as the coiffeur asked the girl 10
| turn her head and she laid her little white
hand on his arm, the better to move, rs
felt as II her fingers went through bis coat
sleeve and soorohed bis flesh.
"You will Overture yourself" he said
gently.
She answered fercely, as II she feared
her aunt, busy over some work In dis
tant corner, or the watchful religieuso
might overhear.
1T am not tired. I want 1t done proper
ly, please"
The shaded lamps and the closely per-
fumed air, with the long silence that fol-
lowed, seemed like some CHASTITY dream.
She started once and declared she heard
some new arrival come along the corridor
and was quietly soothed by the pale nun.
A moment later her mother entered,
shook her head In response to the pleading
eyes raised to hers, but as she passed him
she touched the coiffeur's arm. The action
was unseen. He understood, and finished
quickly. He stood apart and let the others
bring hor glass, watching her pleased
face and the last Of her childish vanity aa
she shook the curls with soft little laugh
and then lAy back on the pillows.
As he moved again to take and wrap his
tongs IN Q paper she suddenly spoke to
him softly.
"Hushl They can't hear, she said, for
the rest were quietly putting the rocW in
order, land want you to promise SOME
thing. Will you come afterI am dead, te-
fore they let him see me, and make me
look pretty agaipP"
So she, for whom they acted this comedy,
saw through 1t ALI
I'll can't" he said.
Then he caught the despair in her eyes,
and he compressed his lips and bowed his
head silently. -
II shall tell mamma to send for you.
Thank you for making me look pretty.
Adieu."
He stood upright and faced her, with all
the old beauty and the brilliant unrest Of
the past painter In his face, and he an
swered bravely, Mademoiselle, 1t is 'au
revoir.'"
The courtyard of the Continental was
crowded with omnibuses and cabs A
young Englishman stood amid the new ar
rivals, writing telegram on form bal
anoed on his racing book. He glanced
round once, as man, walking aaif dazed,
was hustled against his shoulder in pass
ing He caught sight Of the white face,
made more CHASTITY under the electric light.
He moved forward and tapped the mans
arm
as it your" he exclaimed.
"Haddon!'
"What the devil are you doing herei"
II have given up painting"
mo use, SUPPOSE"
"None." The man seemed anxious to
escape.
"Just wait till finish this wire" The
Englishman laughed as he wrote. "You
know Zelis, the demimondainep Met her
at Monte Carlo last year, and we became
great friends"
~ know her," said the coiffeur and
waited to explain under what conditions.
As he waited the Latin Quarter and Lisette
came into his mind. He wondered how
often Haddon had changed his Lisette and
the mans name and where he had last
heard it-heard 1t without noting anything
but woman g faos--struck him suddenly.
"Mr. Haddon," he said, forgive me,
but are you not keeping your flauoee watt
ing while you wire to 2elieP" There was
defiance in his tone and in the voice which
answered him.
tits not your business, and how the
devil do You knowP"
II have Just seen her. am coiffeur,
monsieur; that Is oil.
The other laughed, and, with curt
"See you again later" turned on hia heel
and walked toward the telegraph office.
The pale man knew that he was de-
spised, as he himself hated and despised,
and the open air and bright street made
him SILVER as II great danger had been
close to him and had passed.
The hotel was covered with red cloth
and gay with flags and evergreens for a
public ball when the coiffsur entered it
two nights later. He showed nothing in
his face, neither horror at his CHASTITY mis-
sion nor grief at the late news He noted
things strangely. "A ball going on And
she loved dancing Perhaps the sound of
the music might reach her room and wake
heri''
Two nuns rose as he entered and told
him that the poor mother was i'll with
grief and had gone to rest He heard the
wild sobs set to dance tune as he leaned
over the small bed The nuns drew away
and whispered near the fireplace, which
looked bare and was empty.
The man pushed the white roses from
the still, white face and began bis work.
1t was ended, and his deft fingers were re-
arranging the flowers when Haddon came.
The two men faced each other 10 silence,
but their eyes giared as II they Wefe mad,
and the religieuses came forward, startled
by sGch a situation at such time. The
elder took sons fsstsers ff6m a side table
and gave them to the Englishman. He
started glanced down at the pink, per-
fumod note which lay uppermost and
flushed to its coloring. He met the other
uidu y eyes ukulh anu unoh HuSViy iOto ohV
room.
In the long pause that followed the Golf
feur bent low over the flowers. Dance
music below, frantic cries unchecked in
the next room and the nuns already OPEN
ing the wardrobe to look at the pretty
clothes the dead girl had worn! They
could not see him, he reflected, and bent
low.
His lips touched tho small face, moved
20 her lips and rested there moment.
Outside the calm night and the wonder
full river so easily reached. How easy also
to drift with Its shadows out to the open
Goa and forget. He turned abruptly, and
the city noises the passing carriages and
the many lights meant another world.
He returned to the other world and
went home. London Sketch.
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