The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-08-21
LADY C0NNIE'S PLUNGE.
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ed eyes with an absurd little gossa-
mer handkerchief; what chance has q
girl-a mere girl, who has only beer
out for a season and a half-against
a married woman like Nita lie
Quesne?"
None at ALL" said her friend. a
rathed plain, sensible young woman,
with sporting tastes and tail-made gar
ments. Not the ghost of a chances"
Yet, she's over 3O-and makes up"
said Lady Connie viciously.
Men prefer women over sc" said
Molly Verdon sententiously, land l am
inclined to believe that they lean to
makeup"
Her waist is at least six inches larg-
er than mine" Connie persisted
'She is of the voluptuous and re-
duntant type, l grant you" returned
her friend: but men like that, too.
Her boots are fives and her gloves
sevens."
she is given to pedestrianism and
drives four -in-hand. Men adore that
kind of thing" returned Molly, lighting
a cigarette. my child. what perfect
tobacco!"
Capt. Lorriker gave me a box when
he came home invalided from Africa,
and"
You got so chummy?"
"He-he was laid up at his aunts In
Belgrave Square, and-I visit there, you
know"
''Or you did just then, and you used
to drop in and spend the mornings and
the afternoons, and sometimes the eV-
enings, reading and singing and play
ing to the wounded hero" Molly made
a little bit of a grimace.
lit was only Christian charity" said
Lady Connie with dignity. He had a
splinter of a shell in the muscles of
his ribs on the right side"
And little Connie thought that an
arrow, skillfully implanted in the left
side, might serve as a counter irritant."
Molly exhaled thin blue cloud of
Turkish vapor and smiled at the water
colors upon the wall. Now, Capt. Lor-
riker is we'll"
Almost; only he gets awful attacks
of cramp, and turns blue
docs he?'
Every now and then. 1t has some
thing to do with the water in South
Africa He vows he will never drink
another drop as long as he lives"
Its the kind of oath you can really
rely on a mans keeping. But' tell
me one thing. While you were playing
not Sister, but Cousin in Mercy,
where was the lie Quesne?"
I'm the Riviera. And Fred-I mean,
Can't. Lorriker-admitted to me that
there had been what he called "a
slight enhancement and promised to
steer clear of such things for the fu-
ture."
And you believed him? Goose!"
"And then" went on Lady Connie,
rising to her feet and beginning to
walk up and down over the Norris
carpets of her sanctum, her pale Lib
erty draperies trailing, her gold hair
disheveled her cheeks and eyes fam
ing with indignation, and her fingers
nervously wrestling with the clasp or
her Egyptian silver girdle; then she
came back. Oh, it was degrading! She
just held up one of her hngers-gaVe
one look, ANDY
And he fell to heel like the we'll
trained retriever he is. The LIE Quesne
is famous for breaking in men.
rather admire her for it."
DO you? Well. if you're going to
lunch with me at the Dips Club, you
will have the pleasure of seeing them
together. Both arc members you
know"
Il thought the rules separated the
sexes at feeding timer"
"Nominally. BIT after the soup they
draw the curtain that divides the La
dies Restaurant from the Gentlemen's
Grill, and"
"Fusion is the word. 1 should like
of all things to seefit Why did you
never ask me beforeR"
Because l never joined until 1 went
in for swimming" retorted Lady Con-
ME.
And now you're one of the cracks,
aren't you?"
.'I've won some races and gained a
bracelet for the high dive"
Does she'll call the LIE Quesne
the Ogress, because she has such an
endearing little way of crunching eligi-
BILE young men up, body and bones
does she natate, as the Americans
say?"
Swim? Like bladder of lard! said
Connie disgustedly. "Walloping is the
word for it. See here" She puffed out
her fair cheeks and waved her arms,
and gave on the whole, a not too ex-
aggerated imitation of the aquatic
frolics of the lady in question, and
Molly shrieked with laughter.
Women are never humorous unless
they're Jealous" she said, wiping her
trimming eyes when the performance
was over.
Jealous! Do you suppose ?"-Connie
was beginning when the other cut her
short.
jealous? OF course you arel And.
if you want to cut out your hated rival
do ii in the water. Don't you have
aquatic show off days, when the male
club members race in the big swim
ming bath and the women sit in the
balconies and bet on the favorite: and
vice versa, when the women splash and
the men look on?" Molly's eyes twink
led as she stopped to whisper in Con-
MES ear. Pull her under--duck her
make her appear an idiot when Freddy
Lorriker is looking on, and she may
hold up her finger until she perishes,
after that, without getting him back
Trust me. know mem" said Molly.
ooh! you dear. darling, clever thing!"
screamed Connie, falling on her
friends neck in rapture. And they went
together to the Dips" Club, and lunch
ed at the very next table to Mrs. lie
Quesne and she was very kind and
ccndescending to Lady Connie-so
much so that Lady Connie would have
given worlds to be able to hurl a cut
let at her rivals head and challenge
her to a duel with pickle forks. Then,
just before the second course, the cur
tains dividing the Gentlemen's Grill
from the Ladies Restaurant flew apart
and Freddy Lorriker arose and drift
ed with the tide in the direction of his
enchantress's table.
There's your little girl, Tippy!' said
the enchantress, who had nicknames
for all her victims. as she haughtily