Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-10-25
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them. Otherwise you might be perma-
nsently separated. Lord Calne, if you
give Miss Deering your arm, there might
he some chance of getting through the
roomsi"
rheo put her hand on the black sleeve
offered to her, with that same odd sense
of familiarity, and felt Lord Calne
Guide her through the crush by the sheer
strength of his height and breadth. He
had a kind little way Of bending down
when be talked to her that she liked
though his face never lost its rather
weary expression. Somehow his man
ner gave her sense of protection and
case, AMI she looked up at him candidly,
herself unconscious of the liking in her
beautiful eyes.
II hope did no damage to your pref
fy gown!" he said courteously. 1T was
yery careless of me- was not looking
where l was going"
"None at all, thank YOU. 1t was as
much my fault for standing still while
the crowd was moving on"
"You were looking at the pictures
thing hardly anyone does here are you
fond of pictures?"
Very. l wonder that all these people
seem TO prefer looking at each other to
what may be seen on the walls. They
can hardly call themselves works of
art"
oh how can you say so? Look at
this lady with the gambOge hair and the
pink cheeks, for instance. Think of the
long labor with which her maid mus
have laid on the paint-thickly, too
They both laughed and again Theo
started with that painful sense of mem
ory. She lost it after a while, however,
as she talked to him. and became grad
ually so engrossed that she forgot to
look for her chaperon, until an angry.
loud pitched voice recalled her to that
lady's existence.
"Theo! where have you been? Your
uncle and l have been round and round
the rooms after you! And Mr.. Pitt
Samson here, too, and asking for you.
declare you are an aggravating girl"
Il am sorry, aunt" said Theo coldly,
hut she raised her chin half an inch
higher, and there was u certain haughti
ness in her voice as she introduced Lord
Calne-my aunt, Mrs. Warrington"
Mrs. Warrington bowed CURLY, with
chilliness of manner intended TO nip the
acquaintance in the bud. and turned at
once to her husband and the man with
him.
Here she is at last, Mr.. Samson!
Theo, don't you see Mr.. Samsonf"
Mr.. Samson was a pOrtly gentleman,
bordering on 40-a gentleman with
sandy hair and side whiskers, and City
Merchant" written plainly on every inch
of his broad back and white waistcoat.
He bowed low to Theo, and offered her
his arm with an appropriately air in
fauHad IN 1u1prors I ord Calno II did
appear to attain its object, however,
that gentleman's lazy, cynical eyes pass
ing over Mr.. Pitt Samson's burly figure
az though it were not there. But in
spite of their apparent Indifference,
those eyes saw and appreciated the lit
tie flush of annoyance on Miss behring's
face, the grave courtesy OF her bow;
and the way in which she tacitly de-
cined Mr. Samson's proffered arm.
"Who are Miss behring's people?" he
asked Mrs. Rourke, rather suddenly, as
the Warringtons and Mr.. Samson formed
kind of guard of honor round Theo and
contrived to sweep her away through the
rooms.
ooh, they are rather dreadful" Mrs.
Rourke explained confdentially "At
least / think so. l like Miss Decring
herself so much, and at first l tried to
be friendly; but that impossible woman
in the magenta gown was never at home,
OF else found some pressing engagement
for her niece every time | asked her to
come and see me, so / have rather given
it up. / am so sorry for Miss Deering!
But / think she hardly realizes how
how second-rate they are, fortunately
for her.
Zone wonders to find her connected
with such people"
"Oh, the little man is harmless enough.
poor little fellow fancy he is the real
relation, and that terrible woman who
rules the roost is only connected by her
marriage with him.
"And Mr.. Pitt Samson?"
She shot quick glance at him. 'NIr.
Pitt Samson is an aspirant, as you have
guessed" she said. Favored by Mrs.
Warrington, and her husband as a neu-
trail agent; unfavored by Miss Deering."
"Who is heI"
"The head of the big tailoring firm in
the city. He is we'll to do, and vulgar,
and interruptions, and--he wants a we'll
bred wife to sit at the head of his table,
and give an air of reality to his new
coat-of arms. Poor little Theo!"
There was a moments silence, while
lord Calne stared at the presentmcnt of
a knight in armor and dragon, and
lean female, hanging on the wall near
him. Il wish you would take me to call
on the Warringtons," he said at last.
They are such very affable people, and
so ingratiating, that | feel sure they
would welcome mel" His tone of dry
satire delighted Mrs. Rourke, who re-
membered Mrs. Warrington's under
bred manner, and realized what strong
attraction Lord Calne must have found
in Theo, to make I'm inpervious even
To her aunt's rldeness. He was a fas-
tidious man. and could have the choice
OF half the big houses in London to visit
Il willie she said heartily. at is just
what l should enjoy. You must make
up your mind not to be driven away b.
opposition, thought"
Il made it up long since!" he said
quietly.
In the meantime, Mr.. Pitt Samson was
not finding that his monopoly OF Theo
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