Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-05-12

The earl bit off an oath with head
thrust forward. His jaw dropped like
a lion tapping blood
Armand had risen. 81 shall see you
tonight amid the ladies, monsieur" he
asked of Foy. "A very good night to
your excellency."
II shall be eager to carry out any
plans your excellcncy may be pleased
to favor" said Foy as the door closed
The Apollo room that evening was q
blaze of splendor. II was the last
dance of the old regime. All knew
the nearness of the cloud. But cour
tesy in Virginia was as the grain In
wood. There Il was not until the last
that Tories had perforce to leave the
colony: when all who were not Tories
turned Democrats and went into the
Revolutionary armies; when gentle
men took the field and their ladies
toiled at home with lint or homespun
Now. though the bolt was speeding
until 1t fell Tory and Wing met and
danced in tavern and hall. Smile and
bow changed not whit. Sparkle was
over all.
But II was only shell of gayety
The core was volcano.
In the outer hall of the Raleigh, be
hind the shifting throng Of gallants al
the door of the Apollo room, Jarrai
looked across minuet and in glimpses
caught between the stately moving fig
ures he saw Anne.
Never had she seemed so beautiful
her head golden misted in the light
her long, ringing lashes shading the
dusky blue of her eyes. She stood, full
veined, exultant, under the white can
In large trees, with cherry tinted
stays trimmed In blue and silver. On
her hair, drawn high, sat a webliks
capuchin.
Jarrat's face sprang scarlet-a hope
less, helpless rage of bitter longing
With him II was moth and flame, and
the wing singeing had become a JOY
of torture.
The MARQUIS de In Trouerie nassed
into the assembly. Gallants crowded
to greet him. Brooke fawned upon his
hand. He became a sun with q train
of lesser satellites. He moved leis
urely through the throng, answering
the shafts of the wits bowinp IN Mum :
Mrs. Byrd among the dowapers an.
preaching the end Of the room wbere
Anne, beside Colonel Tillotson,s sol.
dierlv black be,d bar conston, ,o,,,
giIded nv the effu,pence which ,hs
omen worsbip or Tho favorite of ,asb.
ion had thrown upon her
Very lovely she looked IN preckjn.
ridge Cary. inst arrived on n visit
from Lancaster. He watched her from
where he cbatted with Rvrd whom no
had last seen in Covent GARDEN sbor,Iv
before he left England for home us
had known her from a child nj GLADDEN.
Hall Tho old world ha ,houa,, -,
never have bred her: She was fruit oI
the new. OF it's Are and su,, blood ,,s
daring its bride and nrodieal,tv horn
of its dewy valleys and IT'S untouched
cavernous forests. n thing that must
have withered in the heavy air of
London.
"Yonder comes our glass of fashion
Mr.. Cary" boosted Brooke Joining
them. "Ah. Won can always tell vour
real nobleman, What a waistcoat, "
he slmpered, ogIing Il rapturouslv,
'Demme II Master Coolbaueh shall not
cut me one like it,"
Cary looked with n fash of recognI.
ton that broadened into n stare of
amazement. He saw figure incased
splendidly in satin, with rare point
dropping from the sleeves. Jewels
from the ruffies, a sword hilt
on which blood rubies burned. a breast