The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1912-03-30

Lady GalOrey extremely: she was
jolly, witty and friendly. She treated
him as member of the family and
made no demands on him, save the
ones mentioned.
In the time that he had come to
know the Duchess of Breakwater she,
On her part, had filled him full of 9th.
or condolences. Into his young ears
she poured the story or Ter disap-
pointment, her disjointed life, from
her worldly girlhood to her disillusion
In marriage. She was beautiful when
she talked and more lovely when she
wept. Dan thought himself In love
with the Duchess Of Breakwater. His
conversations with her had brought
MIN to this conclusion They had
motored from Osdene Park together,
and he had been extremely taken with
the pleasure Of it, and with the fact
or their real companionship. Two or
three times the words had been on
nls lips, which were fated not to be
spoken then, however, and Dan
reached the Gaiety still unfettered,
MS duchess by his side. And then the
orchestra had begun to play "Manda-
lay" the curtain had gone up and
Lefty Lane had come out on the
boards. But her apparition did not
strike on his chains Immediately, nor
did he renounce his plan to tell the
duchess the very next day that he
loved her.
When with sparkling eyes Lady
Galorey raved about "Mandalay." Dan
listened with eagerness. EVERYBODY
seemed to know all about Lefty Lane,
boz he alone knew from what town
she had come!
They went for supper at the Carl
ton after the theater.
Lefty" Lady Galorey said, tells It
herself how the impresario heard her
sing In some country church-picked
her up then and there and brought
her over hero, and they say she mar.
ried him"
Dan Blair could have told them how
she had sung In that little church
that day. Dan was eating his caviare
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!" IL
was far cry from Montana to the
London Gaiety. And so she mar
rted the greasy Jew who had discov-
cred her.
Dan glanced over at the Duchess Of
Breakwater. She was looking we'll,
e4Quisitely high bred, and she i'm
pressed him. She lsAned 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,
nlortEaged and hung up with debts,
as deep in ruins as the Ivy was thick
on the wallis.
AS Dan looked over at the duchess
he saw the other people staring and
looking about at table near 1t was
spread little to their left for four
people, a 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-giass
dangling. Miss Lane was dressed in
black. a superb costume of faultless
cut, and 1t enfolded her like shad-
ow; as 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 fag; 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
severely up to her chin. It's 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 off 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 off as
though 1t were water.
Cad" Lord Galorey said, "she Is a
sumner! What figure, and what a
head, and what daring to dress like