Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1912-03-29
like limpid pools of darkness touched


i like limpid pools of darkness touched
by dim starlight.
Infamed, he leaned toward her.
whist, darling!" he stammered.
whist! IT'S myself-'tis Terence
But she was gone. A low, st1fied
laugh was all his answer-that and
the silken whisper of her skirts as she
scurried from the window He flush
ed crimson, waited an instant, then
flung discretion to the winds, and
found himself scrambling out upon the
balcony. Heaven only knows to what
lengths the man would have gone had
not the slam of door brought him up
standing; she had left her room!
So she thought to escape him SO
easily! He swore between his teeth
with excitement and tumbled back
whence he had come. Regardless OF
the fact that he was still in his shirt
sleeves he rushed madly for the door
On the way shooting jacket on the
door, perhaps in revenge for neglect
and ill-treatment, maliciously wound IT.
self around his feet and all but threw
him headlong; only a frantic clutch at
the footrail of the bed saved him.
Kicking the thing savagely off he
! flung himself upon the door and threw
it open. His jaw dropped.
The lift shaft was directly opposite.
Before it, in more or less patient wait
| ing, stood a very young and beautiful
woman in gown whose extreme can
| dor was surpassed only by the perfec-
ton of it's design and appointment
both blatant of the Rue de la Paix;
a type as common to the cognoscenti
of Monte Carlo as the Swiss hotel por-
ters. But O'Rourke did not know her
| from Eve.
''The diyvle!" said he beneath his
| breath
He was mistaken; but the young
woman, at first startled by his uncer-
emonious appearance, on instantan-
eous second. thought decided to per-
nit him to discover that twin imps,
at least, resided in her eyes. And
when his disappointment prevented
him from recognizing them, her dawn
ing smile was swiftly erased and her
ascending eyebrows spoke eloquentl1
enough of her naughty displeasure.
! spontaneously the lift hesitated at
that landing and the gate changed
wide; the young woman wound her
skirt about her and showed him a
back which at any other time would
! have evoked his mstinted admiration.
! Then the gate shot to with rattle
and bang, and the lift dropped out of
| sight, leaving the man with mouth
agape and eyes as wide.
A beaming but elderly femme de
chambre on duty in the corridor, re-
marking O'Rourke's pause of stupefied
chagrin, hoped and believed he need
ed her services. She bore down upon
him accordingly.
/ "M'sieu' is DESTROYS OFF"
/ He came out of his trance. Moth
ing" he told her with acid brevity.
Tut, yes" he reconsidered with
haste. THAT lady who but this mo-
ment took the lift-her name?"
| Her name. m'sieu'? Ma'm'selle Vol
| taire.''
'1mpossible!" he told himself aloud,
utterly unable to forge any connecting
link between the lady in the lift and
her whose voice had bewitched him.
"But assuredly, m'sieu Do | not
know who have waited upon her
hand and foot these three days and to
| whom she has not given as much as
that" The woman licked a finger
nail against her strong white
teeth. "Ma'm'selle Victorine Vol
taire," she asserted stubbornly.
O'Rourke fumbled in his pocket and
found a golden ten-franc piece, surren-
dering it to the woman as heedlessly
as though it had been as many CEN
times. I'll be leaving me room in five
minutes, now. And do We, for the love
of Heaven, me dear, try to set me
things the least trifie to rights. Will
ye now, like the best little girl in
| the world?"
The best little girl in the world,
who was forty-five If day, promised
miracles with bob of a courtesy.
But so disgruntIed was O'Rourke that
he shut his door in her face.
It's meself that's the fool" he
said savagely enough. ito think for a
moment that ever again I'll set me
eyes on her pretty face God bless it,
wherever she may be! For
why should deserve to-I, the pen.
niless advG2turer 2?
CTO BE CONTINUEDJ
4