Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-11-06
managing director handed Harrisan a


card.
Herr Rosen," he read aloud. Send
him up. Some friend of yours, Nora;
him up"
The padre drew his feet under his
cassock, sign of perturbation; Court
landt continued to unwind the snarl OF |
lace dropped by the Barone; the
Barone glanced fiercely at Nora. who
smiled systematically.
Herr Resent There was no out
ward reason why the name should
have set a chill on them all, turned
them into expectant statues. Yet, all
semblance of good fellowship was in
stantly gone.
Mrs. Harrigan smoothed out the
wrinkles in her dress. From the 9th
ers there had been little movement
and no sound to speak Of Harrigan
still waited by the door, seriously con-
templating the bit of pasteboard in
his hand
Herr Rosen brushed past Harrigan
unceremoniously without pausing and
went straight over to Nora who was
thereupon seized by an uncomfortable
spirit of devilment. She hated Herr
Rosen. but she was going to be as
pleasant and as engaging as she knew
how to be- She did not care If he
misinterpreted her mood She well
coined him with hand. He went on
to Mrs. Harrigan. who colored pleas
urably. He was then introduced, and
he acknowledged each introduction
with careless nod. He was there
to see Nora, and he did not propose
to put himself to any inconvenience
on account of the Others
Herr Rosen instantly usurped the
chair next to Nora, who began to pour
the tea. He had come up from the
village prepared for a disagreeable
half hour. Instead of being greeted
with icy chances from stormy eyes,
he encountered such smiles as this
adorable creature had never before be-
slowed upon him He was in the
clouds That night at Cadenabbia had
apparently knocked the bottom out
Of his dream. Women were riddles
which only they themselves could
solve for others For this one woman
he was perfectly ready to throw every
thing aside. A man lived but once;
and he was fool who would hold to
tinsef in preference to such happiness
as he thought he saw opening out be-
fore him. Nora saw, but she did not
care. That in order to reach another
she was practising infinite cruelty on
this man (whose one fault lay in that
he loved herr did not appeal to her
pity. But her arrow flew wide OF the
target; at least, there appeared no re-
suit to her archery in malice. Not
once had the intended victim looked
over to where she sat. And yet she
knew that he must be watching; he
could not possibly avoid it and be hui
man. And when he finally came for
ward to take his cup, she leaned to-
ward Herr Rosen.
You take two lumps?" she asked
sweetly. 1t was only a chance shot.
but she hit on the truth.
And you remember" excitedly.
"One lump for mine. please said
Courtlandt, smiling.
She picked up a cube of sugar and
dropped it into his cup She had the
air of one wishing it were poison. The
recipient of this good will, with per
feet understanding, returned to the
divan, where the padre and Harrigan
were gravely toasting each other with
benedictine.
Nora made no mistake with either
=, Abbott's cup or the Baroness; but the
two men we're filled with but one de
sire, to throw Herr Rosen out of the
q window What had begun as beau
a tiful day was now becoming black anC
uncertain
The Barone could control every fea
e ture save his eyes, and these openl,
l. admitted deep anger He recollecteC
" Herr Rosen well enough. The en-
y counter over at Cadenabbia was no
o the first by many. Herr Rosenl Hi
presence in this room under that nam'
"a was an insult, and he intended to cal
e the interloper to account the very frs
u opportunity he found
D. Perhaps Celeste, sitting as quiet a
a mouse upon the piano stool, was tn
l only one who saw these strange cur
II rents drifting dangerously about. Tha
u her own heart ached miserably did no
II prevent her from observing thing
Id with all her usual keenness. All, Nora
10 Nora, who have everything to Civ
le and yet give nothing, why do you pla
IT, so heartless a game? Why hurt thos
y who can no more help lovin5 you tina
10 the earth can help whirling around tn
Is calm dispassionate sun? Always the
10 turn to you, while l. who have so niue
?" to give, am given nothingl She sc
at down her tea cup and began the ari
& from La Boheme.
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