Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1911-10-20

sandwich. 'Her name then was Sally
Towney," he murmured. How little
he had guessed that she was singing
herself right out Of that church and
into the London Gaiety Theater! Any
way, she had made him "sit up" 1t
was far cry from Montana to the
London Gaiety. And so she mar
ried the greasy Jew who had discov-
cred her.
Dan glanced over at the Duchess Of
Breakwater. She was looking well,
exquisitely high bred, and she i'm
pressed him. She leaned slightly over
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
Stainer. 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 near. 1t was
spread little to their left for four
people, great bouquet Of orchids in
the center.
There" Galorey 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 faultless
cut, and it EMBODIED her like a shad-
ow; as a shadow might enfold a spec
ter. for the dancer was as pale as the
dead. She had neither painted nor
rouged, she had evidently employed
no coquetry to disguise her flag; rath.
er she seemed to be on the verge OF
serious illness, and presented
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 gay and 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 fell pearls, long,
creamy and priceless. She wore a
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 hands flashed. She looked
Infinitely tired and extremely bored.
AS soon 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 4 were water.
Cad" Lord Galorey said. she is a
sumner! What a figure, and what
head, and what daring to dress like
that"
"She knows how to make herself
conspicuous" said the Duchess Of
Breakwater.
"She looks extremely i'll" said Lady
Galorey. The pace she goes will do
her up in year or two"
Dan Blair had his back to her, and
when they rose to leave he was the
last to pass out. Lefty Lane saw him,
and light broke over her pallid face.
She nodded and smiled and shook her
hand in, a pretty little salute. If her
face was pale, her lips were red, and
her smile was like sunlight; and at
her recognition wave Of friendly fell
lowship swept over the young mana
sort of loyal kinship to her which he
hadn't felt for any other women
there, and which he could not have ex.
planned. In warm approval OF the
actress distinction, he said softly to
himself: That's all right-she makes
the rest Of them look like thirty
cents"
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