The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Hazel's attention by poking finger
directed against her knee, when the
woman, with word to her companion.
moved her head and let slow glance
sweep over the rows Of faces.
Hazel" Berry Kissed across Domi-
nick, look at that girl. Who is she ?"
She did not divert her eyes from the
woman's face, which she now saw in
profile 1t was pretty, she thought,
more from a rich, unmingled purity
of coloring than from any particular
beauty of feature. The head with its
gravely-traveling glance continued to
turn till Berry had the satisfaction OF
seeing the face in three-quarters. A
moment later the moving eyes lighted
indifferently, bruskly, as though
checked by the imperative stoppage OF
regulating machinery.
Only a person watching closely
would have noticed 1t, but Berry was
watching with the most vigilant close
ness. She saw the infusion Of a new
and keener interest transform the
glance, concentrate it's lazy, diffused
attention into something that had the
sharpness and suddenness of leap
ing flame. The next moment flood
Of color rose clearly pink over the
face, and then, most surprising of all,
the lady bent her head in a grave, de-
liberate bow.
Berry turned, startled-and in a
vague, underlined way, disturbed, too
to see who had been the object of this
salutation To her establishment it
was Dominick AS she looked at him,
he replaced his hat and she saw-to
the augmentation of that vague sense
of disturbance-thath he was as pale as
the bowling woman was pink.
"Dominick," she exclaimed, who's
that?"
Miss Cannon" he said in low
tone.
Rose Cannon?" Kissed Hazel on the
other side of him, her face thrust for
ward, and tense in the interest of the
moment, bill Cannon's daughter?"
Eyes. / met her at Antelope"
Berry, did you see her dress?" Ha-
eel hung over her brother-in-law in her
excitement. That's straight from
Paris, I'll bet you a dollar"
Eyes, | saw it," said Berry in a
voice that did not sound particularly
exhilarated; maybe it is"
/ She looked back at Miss Cannon
who had turned away and was NOV
| ing off through the crowd with her es-
cort. Then she leaned toward Domi-
nick. His voice had not sounded nat
ural; as she placed her arm against
his she could feel that he trembled.
She said nothing but settled back
in her chair, dryly swallowing. In
those few past moments her whole
world had undergone revolution that
left her feeling dazed and little sick.
1t was as if the earth had suddenly
whirled around and she had come up
painting and clutching among familiar
things reversed and upset. In an in
stantaneous flash of illumination she
saw ever hing-the look in the wom-
ans eyes, her rush of color, Dominick' 8
voice, his expression, the trembling
of his arm-it was all perfectly plain,
This was the girl he had been shut i'll
Antelope with for three weeks. Now
she knew what the change was, the In
applicable, mysterious change that
had so puzzled her.
She felt bewildered, and under her
bewildement pain, a fierce, unfa-
miliar pain, gripped her. She did
not for the moment say anything or
want to speak, and she felt as a child
does who is dazed and stupefied by an
unexpected assault of ill treatment.
The slight sensation of inward sink
ing, that made her feel little sick,
continued and she sat in a chilled and
dropping silence, all her bridling con-
stricken suddenly out of her.
She heard Hazel asking Dominick
questions about Miss Cannon, and she
heard Dominick's answers, brief and
given with a reticent doggedness.
Then Hazel asked him for the time
and she was conscious Of his elbow
pressing against her arm as he felt
for his watch. AS he drew it out and
held it toward the questioner, Berry
suddenly leaned forward, and, catch
ing his hand with the watch in it,
turned it's face toward her. The hand
beneath hers was cold, and shook She
let it go and again sank back in her
chair. The feeling of sickness grew
stronger and was augmented by a
sense of physical feebleness. of being