The Washington herald., 1908-06-14


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time succeeded. and. as she did so. woke.
A woman was bending over her.
At first. she thought 1t was the shadow
of her dream, still haunting her, so thin
is the line between the dream and the
reality.
"AIiladi has bad dream-yes?" 1t was
the voice of her maid Then came the
cruel. padded laugh the woman had given
in her dream when she shut the door.
Then the same eyes forced themselves
upon her-the sin-saturated eyes which
hardened men had not dared 70 look into.
Lady Kitty tried to scream again. This
time she failed. All her faculties seemed
to have frozen up, except the power to
see and hear.
Il meant that you should marry him
first. and then I'd tell you all about him,
\ but I could not wait II was weak Of me
but / could not wait. Perhaps II is bet
ter for me that you do not marry him
me- Veeda Venestra. TO whom he is mar
/ ried by all the ceremonies Of the temples!
/ The little fool She has tainted" OBJ
served the Cobra, suddenly noticing that
/ her victims eyes were closed. And l
/ had so much 10 tell her. But ! think l
did tell her In her dream-yes. I think
she will not marry him now" She glided
out OF the room. locking the door behind
her. AS she did so the sound of the
dressing gong invaded the corridor
An hour later. in the drawing room
Lady Donoyle, who looked radiantly hap
py, in the belief that life was at last
going TO give her her little hour. was do
| ing her whimsical best TO make the local
people and a few smart friends who had
arrived from London mingle. 1T is Ike
mixing the yolks and the whites Of eggs"
she once complained 10 her daughter
| The yplks are sticky. and the whites are
slippery and frothy"
MY dear Mrs. Vampenstein," she OBJ
! served 20 the latest fashionable Jewess
who staggered beneath the load of over
grown diamonds her husband had flched
from his company in South Africa, you
positively must know Sir Brian Com
meragh. He is the most delightfully."- rude
/ man l ever met, and the only consistent
woman hater I know. Promise that II he
/ says anything originally horrid you will
! tell me afterward! Talk politics TO him
/ he knows so much about statecraft that
| they wouldn't have him any longer In
! the House-they couldn't answer his Ques-
! tiOns
! What a musty-looking old man,"
thought the Jewess though. as a matter
of fact he had magnificent head and
the remains of great physical strength.
Don't you think. Sir Brian she
smpered
Not when there are ladies' present
growled the woman hater although he
really did not classify smart Jewesses in
that category.
"Oh, dc tell me what he said. Mrs.
| Vampensteinr begged Lady Donoyle of
her irate guest. as she sailed away.
7 wonder why the Lord didn't choose
a people with more sense Of humor?" she
pondered. as Mrs. Nampenstein complain
| ed Of the insult
Vandraken was moving about restlessly
in the background wondering what made
Lady Kitty so late. The evening was al
ready spoiled for him by the presence Of
Fabian Dare. for whom his antipa,hy
seemed 10 increase every time he saw
him
Yes" he overheard Lady Donoyle say
TO a thin lady with an early Victorian
coiffure and an air Of benign resignation.
! Il. too. am troubled with jacldaws am
thinking of having a jackdaw drive-put
sweeps IN all the chimneys. and post the
guns on the roof"
Chimney pots. Ha. har' suggested the
wit Of the neighbOrhOOd-
No; but seriously insisted Lady Do
. I
for trap shooting at HuTlingham might
be a wonderful Irish industry. now that
pigeon shooting IS forbidden, and really
-"
The butler entered. wearing that wistful
/ look which means that ne would speak
| In confidence 20 the mistress Of the house.
Her ladyShip's maid has sent word
that an accident has befallen her LADY,
ships dress and please not 10 wait for
| her, whispered the butler 90 Lady Do
noyle.
Then we Will not wait, Richardson.
she answered. cheerfuuy.
! A cold feeling Of foreboding assaIlad
| Vandraken as he walked alone into the
great banqueting hail. hung with the
armorial shields Of the Pohers. and look
ed gloomily at the empty place on his
! right. where his fianCee should be sitting
Something OF his apprehension spread
down the table. like the stain of spilled
wine The conversation was spotty and
hectic rising in little gusts. and then dy-
ing out. leaving some nervous person say
ing nothing in a loud voice
Yes" Mr. Strayne was heard 70 say
70 the lady on his right regarding her
| with that bland semi -possessive look with
which some country clergymsl contem-
plate their female pariShioners. 7 90 be
lieve that"-the tide Of conversation fell
suddenly. and left him stranded with the
commonplace-"th very hairs on our
heads are numbered"
BY the other women" murmured Lady
Donoyle TO Sir Brian Commeragh. who
| chuckled.
NO. dear Lady Runington." she re-
piled in answer 10 question from that
gay lady, who cheated at bridge. that is
not an early Christian martyr That is
our clergyman, Mr.. Strayne. He is rather
a dear, but his soul needs a pill"
Il have always wished I had less sorI D"
said Lady RunIngton u Sir Brian. with
an intense look.
THAT enlarged temper ment which an
atrophied conscience enables a woman TO
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