Bisbee daily review., 1911-06-10

baSter hand. Just now he had caught a glimpse of her in her customary at titude of graceful negligence leaning forward, one hand holding back silken draperies while the white lace curtains above her head were blazing flercely.
 He passed the servant at a bound, gained the hall and turned into the door that led into the front parlor Of the house As he did so he was con scious that a woman had come swiftly down the stairs and was following closely behind him.
 The room was unoccupied save for that strangely unconscious form in the window. Lucien never forgot the quiet elegance of the room. with it's rich rugs and tapestried walls. it's air of | homelike comfort
 It took but az instant to tear down the lsee a-eaeF;es and to trample them under foot Then he was free to take the form of the lady of the her to place of safety.
 Good heavens. madamr' he breath ed in her ear as he attempted to draw { her away from the window. But she was strangely rigid in his arms. and ! he felt a little thrill of horror in the | discovery that she was quite cold. In- | deed. the little white hand that fell coldly upon his was like the iciness of i alabaster or its sister-marble | A low. delicious trin of laughter broke his momentary hesitation. It did not come from the lady in his arms, but from the girl who had fol- lowed him into the room. He turned and looked at her. She | was small and slight. with pale face crowned with bronze brown hair, but her face was lovely and her eyes the | softest brown. She wore the most ' charming gown of brown velvet that matched her eyes exactly She was dimpling with laughter when he turn ed, and she tried to stiffen her fea- lures into solemnity as their eyes met. q hope you will pardon mel am ' so sorry" she faItered You have been so very kind and brave to put out the fire. but if you had not said madam fl would not seem SD funny. Oh. dear,'' Again she rippIed into laughter.
 Lucien looked down at the form he was holding so stifiy in his arms. His 'eyes widened with amazement, and a sheepish grin overspread his face
 The lady of the alabaster hand star cd uuwinkingly at him from beautiful 0~~- ~-'-@n.l --'''' lor" lasheS Her beautifully arranged dark hair was drawn away from a waxen brow-yes waxen face of pink and white per fectioni The shimmering fabric of her handsome gown fell Imply away from her, and the laces of her sleeve exposed a waxen arm and the perfect alabaster hand,
 Gently Lucien Braddock stood the wax figure upright The lovely ala baster white hands were held stifly before ber. She was very beautiful but she was made of wax,
 "I am so sorry" repeated the girl as Lucien faced about
 I'm not" he said after a quick glance at her face. Its one on me though. Er-I wonder if you would mind telling me why she was standing there fin the window"
 T must explain" said the girl with pretty dignity. You see. live with my cousin. Jeanne Geulard She mar ried NJ Goulard of Paris. and after he died she found she was quite poor. SC she came back to New York with the loveliest ideas about clothes and open ed dreSsmaking parlors in this house That is all You have mistaken the model in one of the front windows for a-a-persOn. We are very grate ful to you for your brave deed tonight sir. You may smile but the waxer model is very valuable and the gown also"
 Lucien laughed heartily at his owr discontinue. and the girl joined him with that low contralto laugh which he had heard once before.
 "I wonder if you would mind telling me something be ventured What k itE"
 Do you reCollect standing in thS vestibule of your house several week, ago and seeing a man taking of hi, hat to your mOdel?'' asked Lucien.
 "Yes. indeed, Pardon me. but it wa, so funny"
 This time Lucien joined her in th' laugh. and the sound of their mirtl brought Nine GOulard below stairs.
 After the whole matter had been ex plained to her Mime. Goulard intro duced her pretty cousin as Miss Ethe Wyndsel and Lucien recollected elassmate at college whose name ha1 been Nick Wyudsel. and of course h, was Ethers brother. Lucien was in vited to dine with them. and Mime GOulard insisted that his yis-a-yi might be the lovely model with tn, alabaster hand.
 Then Lucien told his story and re lated how be had looked from unde his umbrella that rainy night to dis cover the alabaster hand holding bacl the curtain
 -'Oh. that was Ethel's artistic pos ing" laughed Mime. Goulard. '-Sh admired the hands of that model quit D as much as you did. sir. I suppose was her own arm fkaf reached mn am