The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-08-12
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the girl back from the door and told
her to say to Mrs. Britton that Mr..
Kerr had called, but that Miss Gilsey
would see him herself.
h started with a rush. Hallway
down the stairs she stopped, Mortified
to find what her fingers were doing.
They were closed around the little
lump that the ring made in the bosom
of her gown, and she had not known
it. What il she had rushed in to Kerr
with this extraordinary manifestation?
What if, while she was talking to him.
her hand should continue to creep up
again and yet again to that place, and
close around the jewel, and make it
evident, even in its hiding-place? The
time had come when she must even
hide it from herself. 1t had come to her
all in a flash where she would put the
sapphire. The little buttoned pocket of
her bath-robe. There it hung in the
bathroom on one unvarying peg, the
most immovable of all her garments.
safe from the excursions of Marrika's
needle or brushes, not to be disturbed
for hour to come.
She passed through her bedroom,
| through her dressing-room into the
Odt1I OOlI. III lopO was iot5Hh ~
hind the door. 1t took her a moment
to draw out the ring and disentangle
it's chain, and while she was doing this
she became aware of movings to and
fro in her bedroom. She drew the door
half open, the better to conceal herself
behind it, and at the same time.
through the widened crack of the jamb,
to keep an eye on the dressing-room,
a,J l,,rr;aJ Iaet M ortiEo chnr1d enr-
prise her. But nevertheless she had
barely slipped the ring into the little
pocket n refastened the flap, when
Clara opened the bedroom door and
| stood looking into the dressing-room.
Flora experienced a sharp start of
surprise, and then of wonder. Here
was Clara again seeking her out! Here
she Stood, brushed and polished, and
finished to a pitch of virtue. again taxi
ing Flora at a disadvantage, hiding be-
hind her own door. : -
Her lifted veil made a fine mist
above the lustre of her eyes. She was
perfect to the tips of her immaculate
white gloves, and she wore the simple,
sober look of a person who thinks HIM
self alone. Then it wasn't Flora, Clara
was looking for! She was looking all
dTOuHu-ONGT Tile SurldC0 VI Every u
ject in the room. Presently she went
to the d~ressing-table. She laid her
gloved hands upon it, n o at
the small objects strewn over its top.
She took a step backward and opened
the top drawer. She reached into 1t,
and delicately explored.
One by one she laid back IN the
chiffonier drawers the garments, prop
erly and neatly folded, hat she had SO
hastily snatched out of them.
Flora stood as IL she were afraid
to move, while Clara crossed her bed
room, stopped, went on and closed the
outer door behind her.
Why, she had thought that such
things couldn't happen!
She snatched the ring out of the
pocket of her gown and clutched it in
her hand. Was there no place in the
world where she could be sure Of
safety for this? y
With trembling fingers she fastened
It again to the chain about her neck.
She thought of Kerr downstairs wait
ing for her. Well, she would rather
keep it with her. Then, at least, she
would know when it was taken from
her. Still in the fury of her outra ged
faith, she passed through her violated
rooms, and slowly along the hall and
down the stairs.
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