The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-09-23

"A transformations' repeated Mrs. Britten. raising her eyebrows NO one could accuse you of false hair l suppose you mean some stupid oio book?" her eyes sparkled.
 Aoh. well. if you will speak in rid dies I give 1t up--I never guessed one in my lifew And, with a little scorn- ful shrug, Mrs. Britten turned away.
 CHAPTER XII.
 Transformation.
 As Mrs. Tudor. having secured her own special landau. drove out with her young protegee along the sea road to St. Jean de Luz, she assured herself that she would try to throw a little sunshine into this poor starved life beside her; she would endeavor to give the unlucky creature some pleasure, and rescue her out of the clutches Of a detestable little parasite. who had seized on all the good things that were obtainable, and left her companion the mere shells and husks. Mrs Tudor had discovered that she never took any pains to please, much less flatter, her; and when the girl was laid up with neuralgia. scarcely went near her.
 And so your chaperon is going to Pau, hear?" she began abruptly.
 -Yes, only for a few days
 AWilI you accept me meanwhile as her substitute?''
 ..Indsed will. Mrs. Tudor. with pleasure" ,,,a my dear; shall try?"
 syVtth all my heartw-and the girl 1oolxad at her with the softened eyes of confidence and gratitude.
 .Then. in the first place, you must abandon the role of poor relation ana
 Hester laughed a little hystericaliy' as she replied. T am afraid 1t IS sec ond nature" d., .,ot vaaerved and dumb," continued Mrs. Tudor. ro. tested the girl. .,
 ssDo you ever speak to themF
 .sNo. am afraid to. They generally
 with d burning face Hester suddenly recalled how she had once maoe tiniiI oyertures to a little sharp-noseu eI vho sat near her in the drawing-rooll, ..S r,hom she heard addressed as ..xTi.a Rothwell," and how saVageiy she has been repulsed. ra
 Mtas Boutwell,, whose family were suhurban had, with her sister. reoo" lv succeeded to an unexpecteo lesaSS' and was spending the winter on Ine Continent for the first time. sne Ma0 aatonished when Mrs. britleh VI. uauion, a covering red-haired creature ectually presumed to address ner. ..T t.ard vour name-Bothweh, s..mmered Heater. ''It is uncommon -sba ouailed under the insolent stare ~ two small black eyes; but noldiy adifad amy mother was BothWeh' ~,,d ,,arhans we-may be-distant con- ,.eet,ons7p Her voice died away under the arrogance and hard scrutiny or her tatener's gaze. :,
 T don't think 1t is the least hKeEy' ~.,d Miss Boutwell,. looking her over vn.h great scorn. - , W6But she came from NortnumoeF- 4nds" urged Hester despairingly.
 aOh. did she?"-A snin "Never heard of Bothwells from that part or the world'--two sniffs.
 Wretched Hester who had under stood from Jane that her moth CT family were the Bothwells whose pedi- gree extended from the Picts and long before the Norman Conquest!
 where do your family come from? she ventured to inquire.
 "It docs not concern you, replied Miss Boutwell,, drawing up her thin neck, and confronting Hester with pair of malignant eyes. Who are you? You have never been introduced to mel have no wish for your ac- ouaintance" CA companion trying to tack herself on to us!' she said when subsequently, boasting of Hes ter's defeat and collapse. "The idea!
 "Snub you! What nonsenser' ex- claimed Mrs. Tudor. At any rate. l shall introduce you to numbers of peo- pie. and hope you will talk. and not merely say, How do you like Biarritz How long have you been here? At what hotel are you stayinET--the usual conversation. And above all, you must dress. At present, can only call you clothed. You see. my dear, l am a terribly plain-spoken old woman"
 But what you say is true" said Hester; T know I am a frightful scare crow, but unfortunately I have no taste or what is called the dress sense.
 Mrs. Tudor glanced at the water, proof coat. the ugly top-heavy hat, the hideous black and grey necktie. anC sighed as she replied
 '.But Mrs. Britten knows all abou it--she ought to have taken you to { dressmaker the very hour you arrived Now if you will place yourself in my hands, I will accompany you to Mad anne Guise and order you some frock, at once"
 Thank you--you are too kind to takt all this trouble for me" said the heir ess gratefully.
 Not at all, my dear; I am just ar idle old woman-indeed. many people think me most meddling and oficious Frankly. it will amuse me to see what dress can do for you. You will soor