The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1912-01-13
CHAPTER XIV.
RuaaIes, Offer.

He felt as he waited for her in that
fower-tilled room, for she had recov.
cred from her distaste for flowers, as
he glanced at he;p1otographs Of WON
en- like herself III costumes more or
less frank, more or less vulgar, he
felt, as though he wanted to knock
down the walls and let in big view
Of the west-of Montana-of the hills.
With such a setting he thought he
could better talk with the lady whom
he had come to see.
Ruggles held an ullighted cigar be.
tween his fingers and goosefesh rose
all over him. His glasses bothered
him., He couldn't get them bright
enough, though he polished them half
a dozen times on his silk handker-
chief His clothes felt too large. He
seemed to have shrunken. He moist
ened his lips, cleared his throat, tried
to remember what kind Of fellow he
had been at Dams age. At Dams age
he was selling suspender patent on
the road, supporting his mother and
his sisters-hard work and few temp
tations; he was too tired and too
poor.
Miss Lane kept him waiting ten
minutes, and they were hours to her
guest He was afraid every minute
that Dan would come in. The thoughts
he had gathered together, the plan Of
action, disarranged itself in his mind
every time he, thought Of the actress.
He couldn't forget his vision of her
on the stage or at the Carlton, where
she had sat opposite them and be-
witched them both When she came
into the sltting-room at length, he
started so violently that he knocked
over u vase Of flowers, the water
trickllng all over the table down on
to the floor,
She had da2zled him before the foot
lights, charmed him at dinner, and 1t
was singular to think that he knew
how, this dignlfed, quiet creature
looked In ballet clothes and In a
dinner dress, whose frankness had
made him catch his breath. It was
third woman who stood before
Ruggles now. He had to take her into
consideration. She had expected him,
saw him by appointment. She had
not climbed to her starry position
without having acquired knowledge
Of men, and it was the secret Of her
success. She showed it in the dress
in which she received her visitor. She
wore a short walking s.;;!rt Of heavy
serge, simple shirtwaiat beltcd
around, sailor hat on her beautiful
little head. She was unteweled and
implanted, very pale and very sweet,
It II had not been for the marks Of
fatigue under her eyes, she would not
have looked more than eighteen. On
her left hand single diamond. clear
as water, caught the reiracted light.
"How.de.do? Glad you are back
again"
She gave him big chair and sat
down before him smiling, Leaning
her elbows on her knees, she sank
her face upon her hands and looked
at him, not coQuettishly in the least,
but as child might have looked,
Frcm her small feet to her golden
Lead she was utterly charming.
Ruggles made himself think Of la.
Miss Lane spoke slowly, noddira
toward him. in her lapguld voice: ITS
no use, Mr.. Ruggles, no USE"
Holding her face between her hands
her eyes gray as winters seas and as
profound, she locked at him intently;
then, In a fash, she changed her 20
slt!en and Instantly transformed hSi
character. He saw that she was
woman, not an eighteen.year.old girl
but . woman, clever, poised, witty IN
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