The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1911-12-30

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Eandwich. eHer name then ras saiiy
sToEne hsemninqteds HOY little
he had gne "a HAT he WA singing
herself light ot 3 that ehltch and
into the London Gaiey TheSteri AnS
was. she had made him sit tptr IL
was far cry from Montana 10 the
London GRiety And So she mar.
ried the greasy Jew who Ind diseoys
cred her,
Dan glanced over at the Duchess of
Brenkwater, She was looking well,
esqiiisitely high bred, and she I'M,
pressed him. She leaned slightly, oyer
to him, laughing. He had hardly dared
to meet her eyes that day, fearing
that she might read his secret. She
had told him that In her own right
she was a countess-the Countess OF
staiher. Titles didn't cut any Ice
with him. At any rate. she would be
able to buy back the old farm"-that
Is the way Dan put it She had told
him of the beautiful old stainer Court,
mortgaged and hung up with debts,
as deep in ruins as the ivy was thick
on the walls.
As Dan looked over at the duchess
he saw the other people staring and
looking about at a table neal. 1t was
spread a little TO their left for four
people, a great bouquet OF orchids In
the center.
There Gaiorey said, there's Let.
ty Lane" And The singer came in,
followed By three men, The first OF
them the Prince Poniotowsky, indo.
lent, bored, naughty, his eye:glass
dangling. Miss Lane was dressed in
black, a superb costume OF faultlsss
cut, and 1t entoIded her like a shad.
ow; as a shadow might enfold u spec,
ter, for the dancer was as pale as the
dead. She had neither painted nor
rouged, she had evidently employed
no eoquetfy to disguise her fag; ruth
er she seemed togbe on the verge OF
a serious illness, and presented n
striking contrast to the brilliant crea,
ture, who had shone before their eyes
not an hour before. Her dress was a
challenge to the more gaysand deli;
cate affairs the other women in the
restaurant wore. The gown came
severely up to her chin. Its high;col.
lar closed around with a pearl neck.
lace; from her ears foil pearls, long,
creamy and Priceless. She wore u
great feathered hat, which, dropping,
almost hid her small, pale face and
her golden hair. She drew of her
gloves as she came in and her white,
jeweled hnnds flashed. She looked
Infinitely tired and extremely bored.
As o o as she took her seat at the
table intended for her party, Poni-
otowsky poured her out a glass OF
champagne. which she drank of as
though It were water.
Cad" Lord Galorey said, 'she is a
Gunner! What u figure, and what n
head, and what daring to dress like
that"
, one hIloWS nuH 10 make HerSel[
conspicuous said the Duchess of
Breakwater.
She looks extremely i'll" said Lady
Galorey. THE pace she goes will do
her up in a year or two
Dan blair had hi5 back to her, and
when they rose leave he was the
last to pass out Lefty Lane saw him.
and a light broke over her pa1lld face.
She nodded and smiled and Shook her
hand in a pretty little salute. Ii her
ACE Was pale, her lips were red, and
her, smile was like sunlight; and at
acr recognition a wave of friendly fel-
towship swept over the young mana
sort Of loyal klnship to her which lie
hadn't felt for any other women
tliere, and which he could not have ex-
planned. In warm approval OF the
actress distinction. he said softly to
himself; That's all rlght-she makes
the rest of them look like thirty
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