The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1903-04-04
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS


~ will acknowledge her engage
ment in the middle of the season."
Madge Forester said, pulling up her
furs, putting down her cup on a
Beneres Tabuouret, and reaching for
a Nienese bOuche in a silver dish.
What makes you think Fan is en-
gaged?" tall, slender girl said. in
IL Indifferent voice, securing with n
long, gold pin bunch of Parma
violets among the sweet-scented laces
of her tea gown.
why, the conspicuous way in
which she flashed her solitaire at us.
It's n perfect beauty, too. Then, just
as we were leaving, Gordon Huntley
walked in, and there was no mistak-
ing their elaborate Indifference to
each other. 1t was positively chilling.
When went out l found l had left
nay card case on Fans table, SO l
turned back to get it,"
Pretty Mrs. Forester paused and
laughed gleefully.
"Of course you found it in your
muff?" Alice Castleton, the slender
girl with beautiful brown eyes and
Venetian hair, suggested.
''IIow in the world did you guess =?
That is exactly where it was. Funny.
wasn't it?
We'll, when l raised the portiere,
their heads were close together and
they were talking so earnestly they
neither of them saw me at all. So
had beat n hasty and discreet retreat,
as you may suppose. oh, yes, they
are positively engaged.
rs that some of your grand.
mothers lace, Allie? It's perfectly
exquisite. What a lucky creature to
be able to go to ancient wardrobcs
and presses, and pull out all those
beautiful laces. Carl says I'm running
him buying mine. You know laces
are one of my hobbies, and a woman
can't live without them in these ex-
travagant days. l told that husband
of mine it really is not my fault if
the horrid shopmen ask such abomi-
pable prices. OF course I'll see you
tonight at the Cammerons'."
Mrs. Forester and her Felix gown
fitted away, and as it was too late for
other callers, Alice settled down in a
big armchair, and, leaning back, set
to work to face the silly situation.
Messenger says he was told to
wait for an answer, Miss" the butler
said, coming in and handing u note.
II read:
MY dear Miss Alice, II you have moth
Ing better to do this afternoon. let me
take you out I'm my machine. 1t drives
well and I will promise faithfully to bring
you back IN time for dinner l will be
round for you at 6. The disappointment
would be cruel should you refuse Yours.
"HUNTLEY."
Alice flushed holly, laughed, and
tossed the note i'm the fire, on which
John, the butler, was piling logs.
Then, settling back among her
cushions, she resumed the study of
the social problem, which had been
interrupted.
81 believe the boy is waiting, Miss"
John suggested after a lengthy pause.
Alice made up her mind and acted
accordingly.
Her refusal might be construed as
result of pique.
She again flushed holly, sprang up,
and dashed off n few lines.
Dinner to-day is rather more impor-
tant than usual, as Eva and her hus-
band (they are just back from Paris, you
know, and a lot of stupid people are to
DO here. At any rate I feel sure you will
bring back what remains Of me. Faith
fully, ALICE CASTLETON."
a short while later very hand
some girl was helped into an automo-
bile and the driver, looking suppress
edly happy, and giving orders to the
groom. who had brought IL up to the
trent steps of big, stately man
sion to wait for it, sprang in and
sped down the avenue.
"What glorious evening" he COM
mented namely, and with ring of
keen cxhilaration in his voice, while
thinking the girl at his side was
thousand times more SO.
Alice, flushed and indignant, had
learnt, during her four seasons, how
to chat brilliantly, and laugh uncon-
cepedly, quite irrespective of any in
terhal storms OF disappointments
which might be playing haToc.