Norwich bulletin., 1909-12-29
TIE BULLETINS DAILY STORY
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Millicent Glynn had arrived at the end of her three hours journey from London, and now sat in a comfortable bedroom, refreshing her memory. Pending the payment of that ideal salary. Milicent was not rich. She rather dismally attired herself in a black chiffon dinner dress, her best and only one for such a function, and wished that she had a few jewels to relieve the sombre garb. But Colonel Glynn had died a pauper and his pen sion had vanished with him, so Milli- cent had to go out as a companion in order to live.
 To replace the necessary jewels, she fastened a white rose in her belt and walked downstairs into the drawing room Fortunately, she met Mrs. Trench, the housekeeper, who direct ed her steps. At the drawing room door Mrs. Trench whispered some in
 You'll find everything somewhat dark, Miss, as MT. Matthew does not like d glaring light on account of his eyes"
 And Mir. Paul?" asked Millicent, also in a whisper.
 He has his own rooms, miss, and sees very little of MT Matthew, be- ing nearly always in town-as he is now"
 Matthew Forset was not very tall, and his shoulders were bowed by an unsightly hump. His mouth and chin were covered with a fair, shaggy beard, and his hair, untrimmed and untidy, fell loosely on his hump. The large blue spectacles he wore did not add to his looks, and there was an ex- pression of bad temper on his wrink- led face which argued ill for his dis mayed companion.
 MT. Forset," she murmured offer ing her hand timidly.
 The monster did not take it. but merely nodded and examined her at- tentively. Forset laughed low and grimly at the contrast between them. With a sudden monkey snatch, he drew her to the mirror, which rose be- tween two windows. Beauty and the Beast" he mocked. Miranda and Caliban. Don't you think me ugly, Miss Glynn?"
 Yes said Millicent promptly. She decided that it would be waste of time to conciliate this bear.
 Matthew started and stared.
 That's rude" he grumbled, yet smiling in the gloom.
 But honest.'' she supplemented coolly. If l had contradicted, you wonld have believed me, MT, For set"
 Then the gong rolled out it's well come summons and the monster strug- gled to his feet. Help me into the dining-room he growled ungra cious- ly "I hope the sight of mo in bet ter light won't spoil your appetite"
 I'm much too hungry to let any, thing prevent my eating, thank you
 Forset made her help him back to the dim twilight of the drawing room There he examined her as to what she knew and what she did not know Some of his inquiries were extremely blunt, and Millicent fenced as well as she was able. But his persistence and force of will compelled her to be more candid than she wished. On retiring to bed she had the satisfaction of Knowing that Matthew Forset could have written detailed biography of her life up to the present. It was with mixed feelings that she laid her head on the pillow.
 '1 should like to whip him first and give him sugar afterwards" was her verdict. Hes an enigma"
 Then Paul Forset arrived, and Mat thew promptly retired to his room, de- declining to have anything to do with his brother. Millicent had tried her best to argue him into being civil and to do the honors of the house. but Matthew refused in a most bearish way. Consequently she was obliged to dine alone with the newcomer. g more pleasant companion than hith- erto. Paul was tall slim, clean shaven supple. and 1.-the, but even this array of pleasant adjectives does not describe his charm. Paul was struck with Millicents beauty, and rather tactlessly, lamented that it should be wasted on his ugly twin Miss Glynn resented this at once.
 At all events, your brother is orig