The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1903-05-23


THAT depends" Beatrice said,
shading her face with diminutiye
Japanese hand screen.
ION what does IL depend" jules in
quired with careless interest. trans
ferring her gaze 20 the burning ash
logs.
ION what Sidney Marsh says TO
You, and you TO him." Beatrice an
swered, and because of the jeweled
dragons on the screen jules could
not see her face.
''lIe is as nice as he can be- and Z
love TO 60 riding with him. We talk
Of all sorts of things and people
and sometimes lie SAYS the incest,
prettiest things, Bea, dear, one ever
heard / like him ever SO much. l
would tell you-only-l promised"
Beatrice started up quickly from
her graceful lounging attitude, and
taking jules flushed and happy face
i'm both her hands, looked steadily
down at her.
jules Jules Yon remember you
promised faithfully you would tell
me everything. Has Sidney Marsh
dared to say anything has he asked
you any PROMISE"
why, yes. He made me swear i
would not tell you "A word of what
he said and I'm not going TO, sis
darling. II was nothing dreadful
II was delightful" and jules laughed
again gayly.
But Beatrice rose aud, ringing for
her maid, looked white and almost
stern, if so beautiful face could be
said 10 look other than tender and
lovable.
You need not tell me anything
Iwill see him tonight" Beatrice said,
then turned quickly TO give various
! directions, as the chimes of her clock
warned that CoInus and her several
call outs" for the maskers' quadrille
would not wait her convenience, and
that her bachelor uncle, an elderly
| clubman, who took both pride and
| pleasure i'm the social success of his
niece, would be waiting for her
| shortly.
you must dance a lot with him,
Bea. lie is the incest man in town,
and awfully good-looking. Don't you
think him handsome?" Jules went
on, gayly. without waiting for an an
swer, and presently one OF Chopin's
delirious waltzcs, sounding family
! from the library, seemed to indicate
to Beatrice an cxuberant happiness,
and faith in the future
A faint sigh disturbed the laces Of
her gown and made the ieweled star
holding them in place quiyer and pull
safe.
IL made the mistake of thinking
Kim finer and better and more trust,
worthy than other men," she thought
bitterly. Honest looks and SINGER
ity? BAH"
But Sidney Marsh shall never
learn that Beatrice Shelbournc was
silly enough TO take his pretty gilded
speeches for pure gold. Nor shall he
triAe with Jules. My darling, light
hearted, splendid Jules, will make
him understand Tonight"
monsieur Shelbourne fait dire n
mademoisellc quill est tard,' Bea,
trice's maid said, gathering up her
mistress ieweled fan, silver embroid-
cred wrap and huge bouquet of roses,
while Bea stood slowly drawing on
her long gloves.
isn't she too lovely for anything"
Jules exclaimed, rapturously, as Bea
came i'm the drawing room with an
apology for being late, TO an aristo-
cratic, gray-haired elderly man,
standing on the hearth rug slipping a
glass of old port.
Every charming. You understand
the art of dress, my dear. Or you
have the sense To go To the leading
artists of the world for your gowns.
You are right to trust TO their inspi-
ration. A woman who can AFFORD TO
dress should always go to Paris her
uncle said approyingly taking her
wrap and placing it lightly around
her slim, perfect figure, with the skill
of courtier well accustomed 10
such Offices.
Bravo, uncle, you did that splen-
didly. There is only one man as nice
as You are i'm the whole world" Jules
exclaimed. kissing Beatrice gently as
if afraid To mar her radiant beauty
"And that is?" her uncle qucried
looking sharply from under his
quickly drawn brows, at Jules.
sidney Marsh. Who else could il
be2" Jules answered gayly.
Beatrice gathered upher long SHIN
mering, sweeping skirt and went out
her uncle following. with her roses.
The click of little satin slippered
feet sounded ON the polished floor OF
the hall "She is the lovclicst, sweet.
est and best sister the sun ever shonc
on jules thought.
If she would only like Sidney
Marsh" she added regretfully, going
back 60 the fire as the quick trot oil
horses sounded down the street.
Jules smiled up the sweet scent OF
iris and yiolcts which as far bach
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