The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1898-08-20

llHpf IN q urn nOld, tnen ne l1ugheu q
little and broke the tenst spell IN a
trlce.
1T ehall not end Just yeti don't speak
to me Eunice, dome answer me; / will
wait for ever"
She looked down for n moment at the
hands over hers then She drew away
from him and walked slowly over to the
mnntSl and leaned her elbows on the
shelf, dropping her head In her hands.
Il must go, / sha.; be, frightfuHy
iiate' said the voice OF MOfitetih behind
her.
Mark. you need not wait forever; I
VIII tell you Tonight NJ Twelve" said
Miss ASlan, turning 70 him.
Montelth felt the blood surge through
him like warm torrent. then stop as
cold as an ice-bOund stredm,
why not Tonight? What Is this
strange caprice. Eunce?"
Don't ask me-but shah know to-
night, something tells me shall know,
and II will be irrevocablc, Mark"
This is child's pay" he said; what
neY phase, what mood IS on you?"
She shook her head, ut must end
some time, and II win be Tonight; don't
ask me anything mpre-and you wiz be
hate" She held out her hand to him
Shall come here then?"
"Please-nO. wait. IL Is the opera to-
night. isn't II? have promised to co.
Il VIII find you In your box at the
He bent for a moment over the hand
he held. then went quickly from the
room. The front door clicked. n small
gust olew the fringe Of the portiere out
little, and the door slammed shariy to.
II.
To discover what one really wants.
and then to learn to 1--we without It, this
is life. runs a Spanish proverb. MISS
Alan had not begun 10 live. A year
ago. when Niontelth had asked her to
marry him, she hestlated and asked for
a day: 1t became a week, a month; then
che said "No"-dnd after her letter had
gone. she sat before her desk all night
weeping; when the morning came, and
with II Mara, she blessed him for his
persistence. but she had no other an
swer to give him. From then on they
had Ggifted with no port in sight for
Eunice; for Mark an island OF beauty
that rose like a mirage, and toward
which his dominant WIZ was steering
the craft OF both their liv6s.
This night as Eunice turned and went
Up stairs to dress for dinner and the
opera, she went slowly. The eternal
question, the determination, the be-
wilderment, all was hushed as by q
charm. over and over again to herself
she repeated, II shall know tonight,
tonight l shall know" This Gained
her as she had not before been Gained
Tor months. Later she swept into the
drawing room, where Mr.. Allan stood
cwaitips her, impatiently tapping his
watch with his sirg.e eye-giass.
II am little late"
mo, you are very late,n he said, and
gave her his arm With great courtesy
and led her into the dining room But
since you have been growing SO lovely
In the Interval, WIZ forgive you. What
Is 1t. a new gown, or q now phase?"
She was seated opposite him, her bare
elbows on the table, her hands lightly
c.aspeta, she leaned forward slightly.
'Tt 70 Only the becoming light OF that
red shade"
Indeed" he said, at has made you
the most beautiful woman in New
York" He looked ut her Quizzically.
A cord frightened itself around his heart,
he was prepared to have her announce
her engagemnt Mt any moment, but he
was not pIeudTeh To lJat IleEs ne sluTl=
ed to say something, changed his mind,
Ii6hred out 4 little sherry. and ate his
oysters in silence, while Eunice left hers
untouched and looked atl'the masses OF
flowers, Marks flowers; they filled every
vase and Che silver bowl In the center
OF the table The butler. had arranged
them; she had forgotten them; 1t gave
her a twInge Of conscience.
I'VE stop Tor Mrs. Alstsn to-night,you
remember, and we are going to be
very late"
II remember" said Eunice, "and ]
wish we were going TO be alone. Please
monopolize her, Papa-I want to hear
the music"
so will Mrs. Van Austen, I fancy; she
is tres rnusIclenne"
Locking through optra-glasses at
Miss Allan that night more than one
person repeated her fathers assertion,
she is the most beautiful woman in
New York" She sat atlthe left of the
box in shlmmerinE white. By her side
Mrs. Van Austen blaZed like the flrma-
ment. Il was hard to say which Mrs,
Van Austen most enjoyed, herself and
her Jewels or the music, for she was
truly musician and followed the score
like n professional, rather liking the
conspicuousnesss OF sitting with black
book on her lap and pencil In hand,
bending over the score which Damrosch
himself had marked for her.
Eunice sat close 20 the box Mt the left,
rather far away from Mrs. Van Austen.
The box next Eunlce was occupied by
DR.. Rhodes. the specialist; he had with
him this night guest. foreigner. and
TO him DR.. Rhodes talked in low I'M
dertone in labored German. During the
entr'acte Miss Allan gate herself up as
completely as she could to the guests OF
few moments-the numerous men who
crowded the box. who came with EVIL
dent alacrlty, and went reluctantly.
Where II Mr.. Montclth to-nlght?"
asked Mrs. Van Austen. The young man
who was Just leaving the box replied. rs
no one else did: 81 saw Montelth 4 few
moments ago; he was In the corridor"
why tonight any more than to-
vvV- tnyAc MIC