Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1911-12-08

cal messenger from London after her,
= kilograms and cards lay there in a
yllN+ Looking down at the lot, she
Aurmured: All right, ] don't care"
He concealed his triumph, but be-
lore the look had faded from his face
~ saw 1t and exclaimed sharply:
Don't be crazy about 1t, you know.
You'll have to pay high for me; you
hoW what l mean"
He answered CALAMITY: my dear
Aild. I've told you that you would be
~ most charming princess in Hun
@y."
:. Once more she accepted Indifferent.
y: All right, all right, l don't care
,tuppenee-not tuppence"-and she
snapped her fingers; but l like to see
you pay, Frederigo. Take me to Max,
ms"
he demurred, saying she was far too
~, but she turned from him to call
Higgins, determined to go if she had
70 90 alone, and said to him violently:
Don't think I'll make your life easy
Tor you, Frederigo I'll make 1t
Nretched; as wretched-" and she
held out her fragile arms, and the
sleeves fell back, leaving them bare
Is Vretched as l am myself"
But she was lovely, and he said
AArshly: Get yourself dressed. I'll
% change and meet you at the lift"
She made him take a table in the
SoTner, where she sat In the shadow
"a the sofa, overlooking the brilliant
room. Maxim's was no new scene to
either Of them, no novelty. Ponio.
NOWsky scarcely glanced at the crowd
frsterring to feast his eyes on his
PmpaniOn, whose Indifference to him
made his abstraction easy. She was
Ais property. He would give her his
title; she had demanded 1t from the
INST The Hungarian was little over.
Nressed, with his jeweled buttons, his
large boutonniere, his faultless
clothes, his single eye-g!ass through
which he stared at Lefty Lane, whose
delicate beauty was in fine play; her
cheeks family pink, her starry eyes
humid with a dew whose luster is OF
the most precious quality. Her I'm.
Shed tears had nothing to do with
Poniotowsky-they were for the boy.
Her heart sickened, thinking where
ne might be; and more than that, II
cried out for him. She wanted him
Oh, she would have been far better
Tor Dan than anything he could find
IN this mad city, than anything to
(which in his despair he could 90 fol-
consolation. She had kept her word
however, to that old man. Mr.. Rug
,gles; she had got OUT of the business
with a fatal result, as far as the boy
was concerned. She thought Dan
would drift here probably as most
Americans on their wild nights do fol
. part Of the time, and she had come
Ito see.
! She wore a dress of coral pink
tightly fitting, high to her little chin
and seemed herself like a coral strand
from neck to toe, clad in the color she
iahected, and which had become cele
DRAFTED as the Lefty Lane pink. Hell
Iteathered hat hid her face, and she
twas completely shielded as she bent
down drawing pictures with her bare
finger on the cloth. After a little
while she said to Poniotowsky with
S0ut glancing at him:
IF you stare any longer like that
tFrederigo, you'll break your eye-glass
You know how l hate it."
Used as he was to her sharpness
he nevertheless flushed and sat bach
and looked across the room, where, tt
their right, protected from them as
they were from him by the great door
IA young man sat alone. Whether oil
mot he had come to Maxim's intending