Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-01-03

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She had the fine kind of hauteur which
forbids persons of this type ever TO
speak OF money, of disease. OF scan
dial, or Of too intimate personalities;
in Madame Reynier's case it also re-
strained her from every sort of exag-
gerated speech. She spoke English
with some difficulty and preferred
French.
Van Camp seated himself on spin
dle-legged, gilt chair by Madame Rey-
nier's side, and begged to know how
they were enduring the New York eli
mate, which had formerly proved in
tolerable to Madame Reynier AS he
seated himself she stretched out saw
ing hands.
Il can endure the climate, thank
you; but l can't endure to see your
life endangered on that silly chair, my
dear Mr.. Van Camp. There-thank
,, you" And when he was seated in
solid mahogany, he was rewarded with
Madame Reynier's confidential chat.
They had returned to their New York
apartment in the midst of the summer
SEASON, she said, 'for professional ad'
vice." She and her niece liked the
city AM never minded the heat. Me-
LAME, her aunt explained, had been
enabled to see several old friends, and,
! for her own part, she liked home al
any time of the year better than the
most comfortable of hotels.
This is quite like home" she add,
ed, even though we are really ex'
lies" Aleck ventured to hope that
the professional advince" had not
meant serious trouble of any sort.
"A slight indisposition only"
and are you much better now?
Aleck inquired solicitously.
"Oh, it wasn't l. it was Melanie,
Madame smiled. Il became my own
| physician many years ago, and now
/ never see a doctor except when we
ask one to dine. But youth has no
such advantage" Madame fairly
/ beamed with benevolence while ex'
planning one of her pet idiosyncrasies,
Before Aleck could make any Roadway
in cleaning information concerning
| her own and Melanie's movements, as
he was shamefully trying to do, Lloyd
Jones had persuaded Miss Reynier to
sing.
Some of those quaint old things,
please" he was saying; and AiecK
wondered if he never would hang HIM
self with his own rope. But Lloyd
e,.1
Some of those Hungarian things
are jolly and funny, even though you
can't understand the words. Makes
you want to dance or sing yourself.
Aleck groaned. but Melanie began to
sing. with Jones lowering around the
piano. By the time Melanie had sung
everybody's favorites, excluding
Alexis Mr.. Chamberlain rose to de-
part He was an Englishman, a Sc
rious, heavy gentleman, very loyal 10
old friends and very slow In making
new ones. He made an engagement
tn dine with Aleck on the following
evening, and, as he went out, thre"
back to the remaining gentlemen an
offer of seats in his machine.
81 ought to CO." said Jones; but II
Van Camp will stay, will, That Is
he added with belated punctlllousness
"if the ladies will permit?
Thank you, Chamberlain, I'm walk
ing" drawled Aleck; then turning &c
the company with his cheeful grin ne
stated quite impersonally: i was
thinking of staying long enough tC
put one question-er, matter OF some
little importance-to Miss Reynler
When she gives me the desired infor
nation. | shall go.
"Me. too" chirped Mr.. Lloyd-Jones
81 came expressly to talk over tha'
nlau of building up friendly adjoining
estates ,out in Idaho; sort or private
shooting and hunting park, you know
And I haven't had a minute 10 say
word" Jones suddenly began 10 lee
himself aggrieved. AS the door closed
after Chamberlain, Melanie motloneC
them back to their seats.
ITS not so very late" she said cas-
ilv, Come back and make your
selves comfortable, and I'll listen &c
both of you," she said with demnre
little devil in her eye. maven
seen you for ages, and don't kno"
when the good moment Will CONS
again" She included the two men II
a friendly smile, waved hand TOWARD
the waiting chairs, and adjusted
light shawl over the shoulders OF Ma
dame Reynfer.
But Aleck by this time had the Oh
in his teeth ami would not be coaxeo
His ordinarily cool eye rested wrath
fully on the broad shoulders OF MT
Lloyd-Jones, who was lighting a CT
garette. and he turned abruptly u
Miss Reynier His voice was as Sc
rious as if parliament. at least. hat
been hanging on his words.
May call tomorrow, Miss Heynler
at about twelve?"
"Oh. say" put in Jones. AL OF yo'
come to luncheon with me at the LII
tie Gray Fox-will you? CapitaI piac'
and all sorts of nice people. Do come
About one"
Van Camp could have slain him.
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