The Red Cloud chief., 1899-09-29

we're altogether models Of correct de-
pertinent. Well, I'm glad I wasn't a
last century girl! Besides, l haven't
tho least bit of a wish in the world to
be dead and buried! I'm glad your
sister lives in Brittany! Brittany's a
good long way off. IL she lived in Lon
don ! suppose we should have to know
herr"
You will be sorry to hear. Miss
Meg, that | believe she is thinking Of
coming to London"
oh! To live?"
"Yes-I think so. She went TO Brit
tany ten years ago To live with n very
dear friend of hers, who married and
settled there. Her friend, Madame Ar
maud, is a widow now: there Is moth
ing to keep them in Brittany any
longer. They are coming to England
In Septembcr-indeed, | am going
abroad now to help them to settle
their affairs before they leave"
Meg was tapping the ground softly
with her little pointed shoe, and look
ing down at it with an absorbed, puz-
zled air, her brows knit in thought.
Madame Arnaud - Madame Ar
naud!" she repeated. II have heard
of Madame Arnaud!"
He did not offer 10 quicken her
memory. 1t seemed to me that an
expression Of annoyance crossed his
face.
what IL 1t that l have heard? I
can't remember" said Meg, raising her
eyes and appealing to him.
There was q distinct note of impa-
thence In his grave tone as he an
swered her.
ever you nave heard must have been
in her praise-that may safely af-
firm!"
Meg made a little gesture of disdain
And does she belong to this cen
tury?" she asked, after a pause, heI
blue eyes looking at him seriously.
"Yes-she belongs to this century,
he said. smiling.
But again, In spite of his smile, II
struck me that the conversation vexet
him. lie vas impatient. not at ease
| had not spoken. but now l felt {
sudden need to ask one questionable
same question which indirectly Mel
had asked.
as she young?" l asked quickly
looking at him.
Not what you would call young
Kitty" he returned gently, in a differ
ent tone. "She is 39-perhaps a littl,
more than 30. / have not seen much o
her these last ten years, but l saw he,
for an hour or two last summer; sh,
was as young then as she was at 70
She Is one Of those women who will
never grow old. When she comes I,
London. Kitty, you must know her
You and she will be good friends
think So"
81 don't envy Kitty" said Meg, In /,
stage whisper to her pointed toe. 81!
she a French woman" she asked In {
different tone. looking up again.
"No--English."
"And she married a Frenchman,'
said Meg. How horrld! Was he Xix,
the Frenchman one sees upon til,
stage-always rubbing his hands anC
bowling? Why did she marry him."
Because she loved him, I suppose
| never asked her."
Then why assume that 1t was love-
Very few people marry for love-ex.
cept in books-or so mamma says. Not
that mammals opinion is worth much;
il her opinion that our dresses should
las; two summers, and that the sec.
ond summer. IL we look guys We
should be contented. All the same, al
people don't marry for love-for In.
stance. I heard today Of n person who
thinks OF marrying for a very differen,
motive"
He showed no curiosity. nor did he
show much signs of confusion. Per.
haps he had not heard what Meg said
He did not seem. indeed, to be heed.
ing her; he was rising now to go.
IF one wanted to fall in love" sale
Meg, lone would never choose 6
Frenchman. Madame Arnaud-Ma.
dame Arnaud? l wonder where / hav.
heard and what l have heard Of Ma
dame Arnaud."
ITO ha continued