Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1902-07-17
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The two women kept up tornado OF
talk. The gossip flew from the lion of
the hour to the most successful belle
of the season, from Broadway to the
Bots. and all the way back again, from
the north pole to fashion in hats, and
they discussed the people whom it was
desirable to know, and many who were
not desirable. Each strived to Outtalk
the other in order to make the dinner
hour brilliant. The guest smiled feeb-
~ now and then and during the inces-
SAINT clatter began finally to eat with
relish and to drink the succession of
wines with the appreciation of a con-
noisseur. The young women began to
believe that they were making an i'm
preston, and though Count Boni
pulled frightfully at his mustache and
/ deigned to interfere but seldom in the
conversation and then only in weak
replies, Lily and her sister attributed
his gentle mildness to quieseent salts
faction, and Marie fancied that she be-
held an easy victim.
The dinner at an end. Count Boni
rose abrupt till peculiarly nervous.
! The hoste nonplussed. She be-
gan to imagi lat the Frenchman-
was not use list uing to the gar
rulity of tv NY y girls. and for
that reason felt i'll al ease. Then for
30 whole minutes she abandoned him
to the tender mercies of Marie, who
never tagged for moment in CONVEX
eational ardor. She felt in her heart
that the count was experiencing dis
tinct relief under her more gentle,
persuasive coquetry and that her sis
ter had actually frightened him.
ave are so glad to know'yOu, count,
because we all adore Paris, and dear,
fascinating France. I am sure you
have some imposing, weird chateau in
the north, or perhaps in the south,
that you will tell us about. Won't you,
dear count, when you come and see us
in New York;"
"But. mademoiselle," he cried, with
wild flourish of his hands, you do
not understand. you do not under
stand. 1t is time I should depart. You
will excuse me now"
ooh, don't go yet" Lily begged as
she reioined them. REALLY, you must
not go yeti" But Count Boni steadily
retreated to the doorway, managed to
slip into his coat, of which the servant
had Invested him on entering, and
finally reached the outer air to breathe
freely and honestly again.
"Mon Dieu!" he was muttering
hoarsely to himself, as he walked nerv-
ously along the beach. "Mon Dieu,
what will happen next!"
His gentle, quick footballs died
away as he ascended the steps Of the
hotel veranda and disappeared down
the corridor.
At half-past II o'clock Van Horton
returned home. Lily was waiting for
him.
"You wretch" she exclaimed for
greeting. 81 am sure that the count
felt awfully annoyed at your absence.
He did not feel at ease for moment.
He didn't talk at all, and left early,
not even mentioning you. He was aw-
fully annoyed"
s"The count" drawled Van Horton,
somewhat mystifed." Did you see the
count?"
eyes, he arrived promptly and we
had a delightful time IN spite Of you"
chats well enough to tell your
poor. deluded husband Lily, but saw
your count in the city at $50 o'clock
with three sheets in the wind, trying
to dictate a note to somebody in the
hotel"
"But he came, anyway" Lily pro-
tested, "and his conduct was above
reproach."
"Then you didn't get the nOte?"
eyes; he brought it himself"
"Who brought it?'
"The count, of counsel" she ex-
claimed
Van Horton sank into chair,
bursting into a succession of loud,
hoarse outlaws. ~
Here it isl" she cried, VIGOROUSLY,
opening it for the first time. Van
Horton snatched it quickly, and be-
tween spasms of violent laughter, he
managed to read aloud to the defect
ed woman:
"Dear Madam: Ny valet, Jean, will pre-
sent my regrets to you, and will say that
am suddenly indisposed and cannot appear
TO accept Your generous and gracious hOspi-
! tally. julio BUM ue NUN.
81 hope for your sake, Lily" Van
Horton managed to explode, that
Jean knows how to hold a discreet
tongue"