The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1913-02-14

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anr d at thai moment the room seemed
full Of some large influence, moving,
throbbing all about them.
Il wanted that" the girl admitted.
All the world doesi'
q suppose you wanted to see some
@trong man fall on his knees and beg
Of you?"
Yes"
q am sorry, my dear, but I'll not do
that. But understand. So you
searched out these glad rags and tried
Yourself out before the mirror there!
Very good! You'll do! Believe me
or ask any man in all this city"
She nodded rapidly "Yes, you know
it, now"
Now, you're no more mad than I
am" said John Rawn. You're as cool
headed as l am, if know women at
all. We think alike. You're young.
I'm young enough Where'd you get
that gown"
"I had it made-in an alley, in the
city back home. 1t cost as much as
could afford. Thirty do]lars!" She
flung out the words scornrully.
"It looks three hundred: and I've
seen worse below tonight that prob
ably cost three thousand. But it's
not yet quite complete-your cos
tune"
"It was the best I had. You ought
not to taunt me. I stood here facing
myself. l felt disappointed, bitter!
! Yes, I'll admit that"
"You needn't be-" said Rawn calm
". He nodded to her bare and un-
adorned neck, her hair which lacked
brilliants. her fingers left unjeweled.
The girl caught his meaning without
further speech, and it hurt her yet
more.
what could I do? Why did you
bring me here, Mr.. Rawr? You've
made me unhappy. I've seen it, and |
can't be a part of it. 1t doesn't seem
I can go back there to work and be
Just the same any more, after seeing
the city here! I tell you, it's got in
my blood, all at once
"No," he said evenly, mot again
just the same. We outgrow ourselves,
and can't go back I'm not the same
man I once was" He half-uncon-
sciously shifted to get a glimpse OF
himself in the mirror.
"But now, my business proposition
| is very simple. 1t holds good for one
evening, Miss Delaware. l was just
going to propose that we forget all
this unhs, ppiness, and do little pre-
! tending for one night, say for one
hour or So"
He fumbled in his waistcoat pocket,
and drew out something which sudden
ly famed into dancing points and rays
in the light that fell upon it. She
stood motionless while he passed
about her neck a tiny thread, delicate
as if spun of moonlight. She held out
her hand, and he slipped over it
cleaning ring of gems. She bent her
head, and he placed sparkling orna-
ment in her hair. She had seen these
Jewels before. She turned to the
glass now, her bosom heaving as she
saw them gleam at her own neck, her
own hands, in her own hair. She held
out her hands to look at them now:
and the gems flashed back challenge
to her eyes, sparkling yet more bril-
liantly.
cit was nothing" said John Rawn
tersely. That's all that lacked. You're
! good as the best now. I've seen no
woman in this city that is your equal
in beauty. You we're born for this
life. Now do You understand what
mean? I say, you can carry it OIL"
She turned to him, another woman,
changing on the instant, something in
her eyes he had never seen before.
But in his own eyes there was at the
time nothing save the original calm
and purposefulness.
LAS was saying, then, since we can
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hour or so? I've read somewhere OF
masquerades. Why not try it?''
She turned to him, flushed, radiant,
but slightly frowning, puzzled, study
ing him. Rawn felt the query OF her
look, felt also something stirring down
in his nature which he grappled at
once and was able to suppress. His
voice was cool and low as it was be-
fore.
'It's big crowd below, and we'll
be lost in it. I've learned already that
you can be discreet. Well drop down
in there, where no one knows u.s.
Well try ourselves out, and see
whether we'll do, here where the test
is hardest. You're ambitious? So am
I. This is the heart OF the world
the place Of gratiied ambitions. What
do you say, Miss Delaware? I've been
looking around down there, and as
nearly as can see, I'm the only man
in this avenue worth million dollars
who at this precise moment Of the