The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1901-05-09

Hector SangelOt. was the real cul-
prit. who had advised her to write the
note.
For minute the artist looked puz-
zled for he had never before heard of
Sangerot; but, quickly recovering his
self possession. he said gayly: "Ah. and
so it was Sangerot who And how is
this dear, delightful sangcrotg"
VERY well, indeed, thanks, mon
sleur," replied Nine. Yermandois. with
one of her most gracious smiles: "but.
as usual, always in a hurry. or course.
you understand. it is little way of his.
All his friends do"
Eyes, yes, l understand perfectly,
madame" answered the artist. who un-
derstood nothing at all; but, seeing his
hostess smile, he burst into a loud,
hearty laugh.
WELL" thought Nine. vermandois.
as she listened to Dupen's peal OF
laughter, Hector told me that he was
n very serious. grave young man. on
the contrary, he is quite gay" Then.
continuing her conversation. Nine. Ner-
mandois ventured: 81 want your adj
vice My brother-in-law sugeested"-
"Your brother-in-laww exclaimed
Dupen, thoroughly amazed.
ITO be sure" replied Nine. VermaI-
dois somewhat surprised at the art.
lists qui2zical expression.
"Ah. Sangerot! Your brother-in-law!
Yes, yes. understand perfectly"
"a poor widow. NJ. Dupen, frequent
ly stands in need OF counsel"
"Then you are Il widow. nalame?"
"Why, certainly. DiCn't Sal~crot
tell you? Perhaps he huGat t,.,n."
mo, must confess" said I1,a' Du-
pen, bowing profoundly. "tlat our
friend Sangerot entirely ne@icc;ri Ibis
detail-quite unimportaut. However. /
suppose. and in nowise connected with
the business l have been called upon
to treat"
Precisely the contrary. sir," said
Nine. Vermandois. for it was only aft
er my widowhood that my troubles
began. Ny husbands father possessed
magnificent picture gallery"
"Ah. here we are at lastr' thought
the artist
"The paintings had not yet been dis
tributed among the heirs when my
dear, darling husband died, and now
his relatives are questioning my
rights"
ut is positively shocking. madame"
exclaimed the artist sympathetically.
but thinking to himself, well. what In
the devil does she expect me to do
about it?"
"They merely consented" continued
the widoT. in doleful tones betting
the occaslon. ito allow me to have n
Greuze. Fragonard and series OF
sketches by David"
But these are real treasures. ma
dame" replied Dupen enthusiastic
ally.
"Then you really think, inonsieur'-
inquired Nine. Vermandois.
Jules Dupen was perhaps just on the
point Of saying what he really did
think. when Clotilde, in crisp. pink
organdie gown and looking as fresh
and pretty as spray OF cSlantlne en-
tered the drawing room
"Sapriste" said the artist 10 him
self. Behold a Grouze. . living one
and far more beautiful than anything
the master ever painted!'
The arrival of the Young girl inter
rupted the conversation fer q few mo-
ments, but Dupen was too much at
home to allow the subject to drop and
adroitly brought the conversation back
to art and paintings. Nine. Verman-
dois listened attentively. entranced by
his alOuunnpp xt-os oo,to i,,l
right, the young man was perfect and
would assuredly make his mark in the
world Clotilde appeared equally fas-
clnated, and when she displayed her
water colors the artist enthused over
her masterpieces"
"You have real talent. mademoi-
selle," declared Dupen. and he began
to explain in technical terms the par
ticular niceties Of Clotilde's brush.
"Then you also paint monsieur?"
toyly asked Clotilde.
"A little,' said Dupen. though in
wardly amazed that she had not heard
Of his fame.
''Ah. how delightfulp' exclaimed Clo-
tide, who understood perfectly the OBJ
ject of the strangers visit and who
was already captivated by his dark
mustache.
The Interview was now at an end,
and Nine. Vermandois graciously ex-
tended her hand and invited the artist
to call again. Jules Dupen had under
stood absolutely nothing and was still
puzzled to know why he had been re-
quested to call One thing, however
was quite clear-he had received sec
ond invitation, and as the visit would
afford him the opportunity of studying
the living Greuze. which at that mo-
ment he was devouring with his eyes,
he hastened to reply: "With the great
est pleasure, madame. But when will
you permit me to come again."
Whenever you please" cordially re-
piled his hostess; ''for we shall always
be glad to see you"
"Call again tomorrow" ventured
Clotilde, with a roguish twinkle in her
eyes.
Fifteen days later Sangerot, during
one of his flying journeys through
Paris, happened to stumble over NJ.
Jules Dupen, lawyer, who, strange to
say, gave him very cold reception,
and remarked reproachfully, "Well,
I'm still waiting"