The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1907-09-24
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By LOUISE MERRIFIELD.
Copyrighted, 1907. bu C. II. SutcliTe.

I'd on the floor. The model slender,
aryad figure, with spray of spring
boughs over the bare shoulder and a
trail OF grass green velvet from bust
to ankle, broke her pose ami tu;ned her
head. 49,.
Pasquale himself had been the first
to run and had front seat, SO to
speak, ut the middle window, with
jules lie Breton towering over him.
No one spoke until the moment OF
suspense was passed and the white
auto had swerved around the corner Of
the Boulevard des Anges. Then a low,
intense breath Of released suspense
sounded audibly through the bare
room, and the Pasquale students stared
into one another's eyes, rapturousIy.
gloatingly, just exactly as they had
done every day at the same hour for
six. days.
"She Is celestial" murmured lie Bre-
ton hnskily as he lifted his fallen
easel.
But he did not place crayon to paper
again that afternoon. He sat and
smoked short Amiens pipe and stared
at the spray Of spring boughs on the
mOael's bare shoulder, and the blood
bounded through his veins joyously.
bubblingly, like the little mountain
brooks breaking through thin April Ice
lie Breton had spring fever: also, In
minor degree. lie Breton was newly
Ia love again.
pasGuale crossed the room as soon
as the model had resumed the pose,
and he bent affcctionately forward
over Le Breton's chair and tapped on
the plump bowl Of the Amiens pipe to
recall lie Breton's soul from the as
phOdcl meadow Of day dreams.
"STon ami. have discovered n small
thing" he saii in gu undertone SO that
Compton from Delaware would not
hear. Compton from Delaware was a
cynic. person utterly beyond the
gates Of spring enchantment. lie had
the artistic temperament. but Il show
ed itself In his work. not his hair hor
his loves nor his words. And therein
Compton from Delaware was absolute
~ an original and unique character
among the art students at Pasquale's.
Also he was absolutely despised as a
hopeless business proposition. But the
eyes Of the girl with the spring boughs
passed over lie Breton's blond ringlets
and velvet blouse and fingered on the
close cropped head Of Little Compton
from Delaware.
II was the way he had with women.
81 have discovered her habitation.'
whispered PasquaIe. "She Is a wild
ow."
"a widow In white!" lie Breton's
half closed eyes flashed open. "Ah,
but II Is her within. II Is her divinity
revealing itself. II Is her symbol Of
release. She did not love him II she
can mourn IN white. But the art eln
slye. enchanting. mysterious. TO CART
herself from top 10 toe In svelte white
suede. 10 swathe her face In creamy
chiffon like an houri. 10 challenge ones
daring. Ia pique the curiosity. does II
not all prove the woman behind the
veil. the woman celestial. yet with the
dash. the incre touch. 30 Ike the high
light Of the diabolIque IN her bcreaved
natureI Where does she live. Pas
quale?"
Pasqualc glanced sideways az LittI,
Compton. lie was extremely busy Civ
Ing touch TO the clasp Of gold ON the
models left arm. n touch to make Il
CLEAN.
at the Hotel Lombard" said Pas
quale. Il have engaged the interest Of
the small bny at the garage. She Is q
widow. Nine. Germaine~I.a Belle Ger
maine. And she lives Mt the Lombard
So. my Jules. give you the cue fol
the romance. n'est-Ce-pasT'
I.c breton rose aud stretched his
arms widely until they touched III,
gas Jet aloyc hts head.
II shall ding yiolets at her asl
clusters of them. dew wet: Parma VIC
lCts-straight into her arms rs sht
passes each day until SHE recognize,
me-" he raid. Il shall pierce the white
chiffon veil with opera glasses and Sc,
II her eyes divine are melting blue ol
rlor!ously. mvIshlngiy dark. ike ID
Zingara. ! shall''-
"YUu Will make the customary bloom
lng Idiot Of yourself. jules" callct
Compton frDm Delaware over hi
shoulder with cheerful JUNCTION. How
many children did the last divinlt,
have after you had followed the trai
Uf romance for two weeks aud finalI!
landed her In a bakery over the SeineT'
Le BRETON raised glass % Ice wa
ter 60 dcpnslt Il below the adjaccn
coat collar. but he stayed his hand an,
drank the water automatically. Once
once long ago. he had not stayed hi
hand. aud the memory Of the rcsultan
cpIsole fingered yet. Little Compton
had risen swiftly and deity. prompt,
il,urcd him. And even the model hat
laughed. II was not pleasant mem
nry. Therefore 1.e Breton stayed BIZ
hand and drink II the Ice water.
: The next day Ie Breton vanlshe,
frum the atclIcr at quarter Of . pre-
clScly. hut his intentions were public.
The windows 81 pasquale's were &C
cunIeI rs an absorbed audience Ion,
before the whlr n the white autt
sounded ou the still hush Of the mid
afternoon. ny leaning from the win