The Saint Paul globe., 1899-03-26
I look up for moment and return his

look up for moment and return his
smile.
Perhaps not all" l reply. with a faint
How did Sir Harry take it?' he queries,
with quizzical expression in his eye.
oh! he-he was a wee lit tiresome," l
reply, guardedly; "cnly-well, you see, as
usual, you came to my rescue-yours was the
only name down on my program-you had
taken only Dance so told him had de-
cided not to give more than one to any part
ner; if you had taken two, should not nave
had any loophoe of excuse"
Il am glad that took only one, then he
replies in an odd tone-colder, sterner, quick
er, than he has been using before; but, as
a rule, there is no nalIn IN dancing twice with
the same partner. Perhaps 1 had better ex-
plain that personally. 1 never dance twice
with one partner in the same evening; it is
my invariable rule, and having made it.,
shall not break it; but-well," more abruptly
than ever, no doubt you have guessed that
don't like Sir Harry.
Il will be frank with you; I hate him, for
thousand reasons which I won't bore you
With; only, approve your conduct in limit
ing him to one dance, in encouraging him as
little as possible. He astonished at the
novelty Of being repulsed by girl like you;
he is beginning to make 1t point of honor
to conquer you and, seeing that he has a
little wealth, and undoubted position to
offer you, he makes no doubt of his success
n the end.
''WeI, am sure that as yet, you are heart
and fancy free, so l will give you one word of
| advice-hold to your opinions about matrl-
mCny, do not be f1ettered, cajoled, or bought
only marry a man you love and respect, and
avoid Sir Harry You would the plague;
keep your priceless love for one more worthy
of it than he is, and Go not fall away from
the standard you have set up yourself to fol-
low"
|. "Wen 'pon my word, if you are not the
coolest hand for a debutante I've ever seen!
It's disgraceful,' cried an indignant voice, as
Sir Harry Grasmore halts in front of our re-
treat, and glances at US in unmistakable
anger, ''it is an insult, and-and-I feel it my
duty to inform Mrs. DaShWood how you have
treated me-.
"Oh! dear, what is the matter?" I cry,
springing to my feet in CONSERVATION; have
l done anything wrong"
you've cut my Dance he replies, furious
ly; 'the first time I have ever been so in
suited. Not contenting yourself with giving
me the least possible number you actually
sit my dance out with another man. IL"
I gaze from one to the other in real annoy
ance
Sir Harry is blazing; Sir Anthony looks
pale, but cool and disdainful.
81 assure you, Sir Harry" he says, coldly
that Miss Courtsene did not wantonly throw
you over"
"Confound you, sir! I don't want any ex-
cuses from you," foams Sir Harry. 81 might
have guessed to whom L was indebted for
this insult. Do you think I haven't seen
your game long ago?"
Don't you understand that this is neither
the place nor the time to enter upon our af
fair?" interrupts Sir Anthony, haughtily, as
he throws his head back and fixes his eyes
full upon the others face, looking handsomer
| than ever in the subdued light
81 should not dream of excusing myself to
you; am merely explaining, for Miss Court
seine, how she unfortunate enough to
miss your dance, which, repeat, was an ac-
cdent, and for that, of course, am more to
blame than she, inexperienced as she is this
being her first ball. Are you satisfed?"
Sir Harry gruntS out something in reply; he
does not like the contempt in the others
face and tone, and it is easy to see that there
men Of which the world does not dream.
81 suppose 1 must be-" he says, sulkily, eff
Miss Courtseine will give me another dance
in place of the one she CUT
"I have only One," l reply, reluctantly,
throwing glance at Sir Anthony in the vain
hope that he will claim it or do something
to save me from giving to my bete-noire.
Truth to tell, have kept this one free on the
chance of Sir Anthony asking for another
later on in the evening, but, to my chagrin,
he merely says
'"rhat is all right, then. Give it to Sir
Harry in the place Of the other"
Then, with a formal bow, he turns away
and leaves us together, and Sir Harry, being
somewhat mollifed at the tardy recompense
for my neglect, changes his resentful, angry
tone to one of srieved surprise inSinuating
without putting it INTO actual words, that for
getting him is a far greater offence that for
getting anyone else could be.
I sigh impatienly, and snatch away my
hands, which he is trying to retain in his
own, and say
'T really did not forget you on purpose"
Let me see your program he says, eager
''why?" I ask
II want to see how many Nigel had"
"Only one,' reply, with truthful regret.
'I feel sure that L saw you dancing with
him long time ago. he persists.
'Oh, no'' I reply, promptly Il have had
only one dance with him-juSt before Won