Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1900-11-29

kSCSESd2E MIS-. broauhurst S ulnher,
zaa' s'asS the fascinating Miss Cart
wright of Detroit-fascinating indeed
to an impoverished man of title from
abroad, for the young woman was
lovely in face, of an exquisite figure
and, with much sprightliness, had
pronounced will of her own. Oh, and
million in her own right!
He saw that her color was greatly
enhanced, and she gave quick, invol-
untary sigh. Fer eyes, glittering but
now, were humid as if tears were near
the lids. Could anything be mere alb
surd at dinner of 20 souls and the
soup barely finished?
Pardon! You are not feeling well?
Are you suffering any pain or incon-
venience?" he asked with deferential
sympathy.
mot the least in the world" she re-
piled quickly. "How could you have
imagined anything SO droll, baron?
She flashed look of exaggerated sur
prise on him.
He was tactful enough to act as If
her protest entirely convinced him,
though he thought, "Why do people
deny thing so much too emphatically
when they wish to conceal it?" A few
moments later he remarked, "What a
nice looking waiter that is-the tall,
well built fellow with blond hair"
81 don't think / am interested in
servants" she returned indifferently.
81 never notice one until he has done
something gauche, from which / suf-
fer" She did not even try to discover
which servant had won the baron's at
tention.
'gThis one will do nothing awkward,
feel sure" said Baron Weyderlinck.
4tHe has the most charming manners.
and there isn't man sitting at the ta-
BILE who can compare with him for dis
tinction.'
Baron! You are sitting at the ia
ble.'
IF You do not care to look at very
charming man because he is waiter,
shall not force you to. So you need
not seek to divert me by seductive
compliments. But 1 wish you would
look at his hands-so white, and such
models Of mans hands! His nails
are exquisitely manicured. And he, has
shaved off his mustache lately"
DO you know him 2"
The question came with an involun-
tary interest, which piqued his curiosi-
ty still more.
Il never saw him before in my life
and, of course, one does not hear of
walters except at intelligence Offices
But the skin of his upper lip is whittier
than that of the rest of the face, which
is little Drowned for house serv-
ant"
Il thought he might be foreign
prince in reduced circumstances seek
ing his fortune in America" replied
Miss Cartwright innocently. 'If you
discover he is wearing wig, l prom
Use to look at him, but otherwise it
seems to me as If we had exhausted
him as conversational topic. Talk to
me about something interesting, bar
on"
Certainly. The last thing in the
world would willingly do is to bore
YOU"
Their remarks had been in an under
tone, for the distinguished waiter was
across from them. This fact and the
gallant air with which the baron made
the remark just quoted gave an air of
confidential intimacy to their CONVEX
sation. When Baron Weyderlinck look
ed at the interesting waiter again, he
was amused to discover look of in
dignation on his handsome face. When
he caught the baron's eyes, he gave
him a coolly insolent stare, which set
him to thinking more than ever. HE
Is furious because he thinks we have
been talking about him. What a land
OF liberty America is!'
His interest was not lessened. Ey-
erything the waiter did had such facile
grace-except one.
He was pouring champagne into O
woman's glass when his eye CHANGED to
catch that of Miss Cartwright. He
Dverfowed the glass!
Two days later Miss Cartwright, hay
ing finished her dinner early at the
Waldorf Astoria, instructed the man at
the office who had to look after the
cards Of visitors that she would be in
the little reception room at the left of
the Thirty-third street entrance and re-
tired there to await some possible call
er. 1t is used but little and was almost
empty now, though the more attractive
Turkish room across the corridor was
filed with drifting stream Of people.
She sat down and waited with evil
dent Impotence, for she would rise,
walk about the room, then seat herself
again, tap the floor with her foot and
dart glance every now and again at
the entrance to the room. All! She
had time to assume calm, complacent
expression.
"Good evening, Miss Cartwright. 1
am charmed to see you looking SO
well. 1t has seemed long time since
last August and Bar Harbor."
Good evening. VIII you sit down,
please?"
The erect, elegant young man drew a
chair near her and sat down. He was
in evening clothes. Miss Cartwright's
haQ ri sank a IttfIA