The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-06-27
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS

brown eyes. nose of the rare Roman type
found in antique statues, lovely mouth,
a pair Of dimples that lent to her face a
bewitching and evanescent charm, and q
double row of pearly teeth Our noble
British misogynist fairly jumped when
his eyes beheld her. The Baron Nicholas
Ivanovitch, purporting to be her brother
an evil man and a counterfeiter with a nose
Of the Greek type, performed the intro
duction. -Ravenna. dear" he said, .ths
is Lord Oliver Brighton Of London, Eng
land. Lord Brighton, permit me to intro
duce you to my sister, Ravenna, Countess
Ivanovitch." Lord Oliver bowed low.
Countess, said he, Il am more than de-
lighted to meet you" -The pleasure is
mine, Lord Brighton" she answered, with
q bewitching smile.
Just then the gilded youth Chauncey
espied his sweetheart, Miss Beatrice
Cameron, daughter Of Gen, Cameron, a
man OF national renown," who had acquired
vast riches In the course OF strenuous
military life. She was one Of those sweet =
faced girls with large, soulful blue eyes
Chauncey led her away to q conservatory,
where upon a divan in a secluded corner,
beneath the overhanging verdure Of orchids
and palms, he "fondly lifted the girls face
to bis and pressed kiss upon her lips. y
As they left the conservatory. shortly
afterward, a clump of palms, directly in
front of the divan on which they had been
sitting, parted, and Nicholas Ivanovitch,
the counterfeiter, stepped forth. "A cruel,
sarcastic smile lurked about his thin lips
He brushed his coat, took silver cigarette
case from his pocket lighted a cigarette,
and soliloquized: Lowell Bah, what bosh!
As IL there was such thing as love- Ha.
ha, ha! What fools, with their billing and
cooling! But, nevertheless. they are going
to marry! Will they? No. by heaven,
they shall mott Not while little Nicholas
needs her money: for she has money. this
mild-eyed, mushy little dove; I'll ruin this
little game, no matter at what COST She
must he mine.
In this the utterly base nature of Nicholas
stands plainly revealed Suddenly he ex-
tinguished his cigarette and reentered
the clump OF palms. Lord Oliver and the
Countess appeared and sat down on the
divan. They had been dancing. Lord
divers hands trembled. The Countesss
beautiful bosom rose and fell with tan
talizing buoyancy.' They converted.
Said the Countess: -Oh, am 80 glad to
sit down, Lord Brighton. Aren't you9'
why, certainly. my dear Countess re-
turned Lord Oliver. May I bring you
some refreshment? You must be thirsty"
THANK you, shall take glass Of lemon
ice." with pleasure, Countess and he
went and got it. This is delicious after
the axertions OF the evening. and very re-
freshing," she said. $50 It is, he asserted,
.as her pink digits lifted the glass to her
rosy lips" He continued: May I in
auire how you enjoyed the dancing'' With
out hesitation she replied: very much,
indeed, thank you. I am passionately
fond Of it. and could continue indefinitely.
But how about YOURSELF Don't ask me,
Countess" returned Lord Oliver. Permit
me- he added, and began tanning her.
.Oh, thank you, Lord Brighton" she
said. 'You are exceedingly kind, and seem
to divine my every wish These many
lights are very heating But let US returnto
the ballroom, or else our absence may cause
unpleasant remarks" As they departed