Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-02-06

you can't dance; you What can
you do?" With one of her birdlike
movements she turned to a man
standing beside him. Il know you can
dance she said, come along
Then she slipped away, and Ru-
pert Haverford stood looking after
her with his heart beating uncomfort-
ably quickly.
He was conscious of rush of sharp
resentful anger. and of course he was
mortified. Camilla could sting very
surely when she liked.
She was laughing and chatting
away to the man whom she had an
nexed so calmly; he was neither
young nor handsome, but he made no
sort of homogeneous figure. He danced
as matter Of course, as a habit.
At all times dancing as a social
custom was something that startled
Rupert Haverford; now, as he saw
Camilla held ever SO lightly in the
arms of another man, he felt choked
hurt, almost outraged.
His face was SO stern, SO angry,
that Camilla was satisfied.
"A pity our host is so puritanical,"
she said to her partner; "he is look
ing at us now as if he would like to
annihilate us both, and all because
we are dancing! love shocking him!
He Is such a nice, dear old maid"
"a real good Sort though, all the
same" answered the man, zone of
the best .
81 begin to hate good people, they
are so wet-blankety," Camilla said
impatiently. Isn't this splendid
foor?" she said the next moment Il
could waltz all night. Tell me when
, you have had enough
{ Mrs. Brenton moved across to
| where Rupert was standing.
II love to see Camilla dancing,
she said. 'she is all grace, and she
dances with the heart of child In
deed, to me she always remains a
, child V Sometimes when I see her
with her babies l cannot realize that
| she is their mother, or that she has
; gone through more dark experiences
as Ned Landings wife than happily
one woman in hundred is called
upon to endure" Mrs Brenton was
silent moment. Then she turned 81
thank have made things comfortable
for Miss Granger she looked SO
tired, poor child. She is an interesting
looking girl. wonder if she is purely
: Englsh?"
Rupert Haverford did not answer
He had of course warmly thanked her
but now he scarcely heard her words
, He was watching Camilla Lancing in
tently.
Now and then she seemed to circle
SO closely to him he could have
touched her floating draperies; ther
she was swept way from him swiftly
: far far away. Her small white fee
appeared scarcely to touch the
5 ground; to his jealous fancy she
1 leaned too intimately on the arm
which embraced her.
. Her blue eyes Knocked him at ont
b moment. and pleaded the next
Q Sometimes she ceased Laughing
and then her lips would take the pen
sive expression that was so pathetic
and which moved him so.
5, When the music ceased, Camill;
r came slowly toward them she wa
\ painting little.
c You must really give a ball, Mr.
c Haverford,' she said; then. restless
c, ly, is it time to 60 Agnes? l an
G sure it is. You look as though yo'
c were longing to be in your littl
c bi-bi."
h They did not go Immediately, how
K ever. but she kept all the men hover
h ing about her, and adroitly avoide
being alone with Haverford for an in
c slant.
, Did I hear you make an assigns
- ton for tomorrow with that dear. duI
:, person." she queried listlessly a
- Mrs. Brenton and she drove home
y wards in Haverford's carriage
~ Eyes, he is coming TO see me /
~ ~ the morning. or rather to see some
- BODY else And then Mrs Brento
explained further.
d. 81 fancy his mother must be a cat
1T said Camilla, yawning, they don
seem to meet very often. am sur
> I am not surprised, for he is a yer
: dreary person, you know, Agnes, m
idear"
Since when?' Mrs. Brenton spok