Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1909-06-09

heard her as she passed through the
hall went downstairs declaring thai
Miss Werner really was the lightest
hearted young lady as could be, and
that she was like sunshine in the
'ouse.
Her room was near Lucille's. and
as she passed the latter, she paused
for moment and listened. Then she
Went and changed her dress for a
dresslng-gown. let her hair down
and with brush in either hand, went
and knocked at Lucille's door.
May l come in, dear?'' she said. as
Susie opened it carefully.
Lucille called out to her in the
affirmative, and she entered with her
face screwed up into charming lit.
tie smile, as she went and leaned over
the chair on which Lucille was sit
ting, her hair flowing like cascade
of golden brown over her shoulders.
"Wnl you let Susie brush my hair
for me tonight?'' she said. 81 feel
dreadfully lazy!''
why, of course? Why don't you
let her do it every night? l have Of
fered her times out of number, and
Susie would be only too pleased,
wouldn't you, Susie?''
'Oh, yes, Miss,' assented Susie.
with whom Marie Werner had ingra-
tiated herself, as she well knew, how.
There, sit DOWN. exclaimed Luz
ellie, jumping up and pushing her
gently into the chair.
How good you are! And it is so
very good of Susie to do double work.
Oh, how I wish, Susie, you could
brush my locks into something like
Miss Darracourt's hair,''
"Oh, it's pretty hair, I'm sure.
Miss" said Susie. But she added
as if the truth could not be suppress
sed. sit isn't quite SO beautiful as
Miss Darracourt's.
mo, long way off that. Susie!',
assented Marie. 1T isn't given TO
every one to have hair that would
SEND an artist raving mad with long
ing to paint it! But it's fortunate
that some men like yellow hair better
that brown, isn't it, Susie? 1 heard
that Harry Herne is rather partial to
the blonde, isn't he, Susie?"
Susle's hair was of light color,
and at this direct appeal her face
went crimson. She was given to
blushing at the least provocation, and
the mere suggestion that Harry
Herne could see anything to admire
in her, overwhelmed her with con-
fusion.
Lucille had seated herself on a
couch, and was looking on at the op-
Grafton with smiling, faraway eyes.
but at Marie's cunning speech bolt
seemed to go straight through her
neart. Then the sharp pain gave
place in a moment to a swift ind1g-
nation. How dare Marie, any one,
couple his name with a servant-maid;
with any one, indeed, but herself?
You don't answer, Susie" went
on Marie Werner; ''but | mustn't tell
tales out of school, must II" and she
ydNhGu CdISIeSSly.
Lucille's face grew hot, and then
cold, but Susie became the color OF
the peony and she stamlnered.
I'm sure, Miss, Master Harry
HOh, Lucille" broke in Marie Yer
ner, as If she had not heard her and
had forgotten the subject; 81 didn't
tell you that l met the marquis in
the park this evening""
No" said Lucille, coldly. She
scarcely noted the remark in the
emotions which the speeches linking
Susie to Harry Herne had aroused.
Yes, and we had quite a pleasant
chat. Do you know the more | see
of Lord Merle the better l like him?
He was most pleasant and agreeable
this afternoon; and as Mrs. Dalton
says, he is a most polished gentle
man. Do you remember-but of
course you do-the fun We had over
that secret plate-closet of his? What
an enormous quantity of plate, wasn't
1T? | had my little joke about burg
lars in my little playful way, but
really, when one comes to think
about it, what a tremendous haul
burglar would make if he got into
that closet. That's fearfulIy hard
brush you have got, Susie An enorm-
Gus quantity of plate,' continued
Marie Werner; there must be thous-
ands Of pounds worth there-enough
to make man rich for life. the burg
lar sort of man, l mean. You NAV
depend upon it if it was known that
there was such a treasure slowed
away there, that some one would try
and steal it."
She paused to yawn, and Susie sus-
pended her brushing to listen open
mouthed, then fell to work harder
than ever
"A man might break in there quite
easily and carry off the lot, and then
make for Spain, or some place where
we cannot touch him!''
You forget" said Lucille as gent
ly, and for the sake of speaking.
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