The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-11-01

crS, out could not find what ti.cy
wanted. They eventually discovered q
shop on side street that had been
overlooked by those invited to the
masquerade. They had merry time
rummaging among the comphory
smelling boxes. There were dominoes
OF all. coiors, and at length they
agreed upon two modest ones that
were evenly matched in color and de-
sign. Florence ordered them to be
sent home. Then the two of them
went up to the Ritz Carleton and had
tea.
The man from the taxicab entered
the costumer's displayed a detectives
Should and demanded that the pro-
prietor show him the custumes Sc
iected by the two young people who
mad Just left. The man obeyed won
+deringly.
Il want a pair exactly like these"
said the detective. How much?"
Two dollars each, rental: seven
apiece If you wish to buy them"
III buy Them"
+ The detective paid the bill. nodded
curtly. and returned to his taxicab.
Now wonder" mused the cas-
tuner. what the dickens those inno-
He never found out.
On the night of the ball Norton din
ed with Florence for the first time !.
and for once in his life he expert
enced that petty disturbance of COL
ieotive thought called embarrassment.
40 talk over wer plans with Jones
vas one thing, but to have Jones
serve soup was altogether another.
All through dinner Jones replied to
questions with no more and no less
then "Yes, sir" and mo, SIR" Norton
was yet. In this country you get into
society or YOU don't through the Sun
days"
Hanged if I know who wished this
thing on me-"
Take 1t philosophically, said the
editor sarcastically. "The princess
won't like you. She may even have
soen your picture
sect out!". grumbled Norton, turn
ing away.
He would go out and see Florence.
On the way out to Riverdale he came
to the conclusion that the list of the
princess fell short and some friend
OF his who was helping the woman
out suggested his name. It was the
only way he could account for ii.
But, when he learned that Florence
had an invitation exactly like his own
and that she received 1t that morning
he became suspicious.
Jones. what do you think Of 1t 2" he
questioned.
II think 1t was very kind of the
Countess PerigoH suggesting your
name aud that of Flnrennn" /" said tha
butler r-urbanely.
"olga?" cried Florence. disappoint-
caty. stit .sts,t $50
"It is the onyasazlcal deduction I,
can make" declared Jones. "They are
both practically Russians
And what would you adviser ask.
ed Norton.
Why, go and enjoy yourselves.
Forewarned is forearmed. The thing
Is, be very careful not to acquaint any
one with the character of your dis
guise. least of all the. Countess Peri
goff. Hesides." Jones added smiling,
perhaps i may go myself"
t''How strong you are-''
The splendor OF the rooms, tho daz-
cling array OF Jewels, the kaleido-
scopic5 ,co,ors, the perfume of the
banked flowers, and the music all
to put Florence into pleas
urable kind OF trance. And 1t was or,y
when the first waltz began that abe
became herself and surrendered 10
the arms OF the man she loved 4
2 And they were waiting over vol
eano-l She knew and he knew 1t. From
what direction would the blow come?
Well, they were prepared for all man
der OF tricks ,. So.
In an alcove off the ballroom got
Braine and Olga. both dressed exactly
like Norton, and Florence. Another
;,iiii ara woman entered. presently
Ind Braine spoke to them for mo-
nent, % * giving Instructions, which
was indeed the case.
8 The band crashed into another
dance, and 1.-THE masqueraders began
5wirling hither and thither ard yon.
Aegay cayaldier suddenly stopped in
Ireft of Florence. 4--s s+
eEnchantress. may have the pleas
lre OF ,thfs dancer"
Jim touched Florence,s hand. But
she turned laughingly toward the 4
strangeit What difference did Iit meke?
The man would never know who she I
gag ner wonId she know him. 1t was
Z lark, that was all; and despit Jim,s
touch she was up and away
Ike the msschievous sprite that she
was. dim remained in his chair, twist
ng his fingers and wondering whether
20 laugh or grow angry. After all. he
could not blame her. no him an affair
Ike this was an ancient story: TO her,
Z ftawasdthe door Of feifyiand swung
3pen. Lot her enjoy haraelf. q
Riorance was having n splendid
lime, Her partner was asking all sorts
of QueBtiops and sheTwas replying in \
kind when sout of the crowd came
Norton Gas she supposedly . who touch
ID her arm. Tho cavalier stopped.
bowed. a7dsuade off