Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1914-10-09

way nurt ner. how coulu you!
Worst / ever did" He began to
change the whole effect, chuckllng au-
dibly as he worked. Sunset divided
honors with moonlight 1t was no
longer incongruous; 1t was ridiculous.
He leaned back and laughed. I'm
going to send it to L'Asino, and call 1t
an afterthought."
give 1t to me-"
"What?"
YES"
Nonsense! I'm going to touch
match to 1t. I'll give you that picture
with the lavender In bloom"
81 want this"
But you cannot hang it.
II want It,"
WE'LL" The more he learned about
women the farther out Of mental reach
they seemed to go. Why on earth did
she want this execrable daub? You
may have it; but all the same, I'm
going to call an oculist and have him
examine your eyes"
why, 1t is the Signorina Fournier!"
In preparing studiously to ignore
Flora Deeimone's presence they had
forgotten all about her.
Good morning. signora." said Ce-
leste In Italian.
And the Signore abbott, the paint
er, also!" The Calabrian raised what
she considered her most deadly weap-
on, her lorgnette.
What is it7" asked Flora, squint-
ing.
1T is a new style OF the impression
list which / began this morning." So
berly.
1T looks very natural" observed
Flora.
Natural" Abbott dropped his
mahlstick.
ut is vesuv', is It not, on a cloudy
day"
This was too much for Abbott's
gravity, and he laughed.
ut was not necessary to spoil a
good picture ., on my account,
said Flora. closing the lorgnette with
a snap.
"The signora is wrong. / did not
spoil 1t on her account. II was past
helping yesterday. But / shall, how.
ever. rechristen It Vesuvius, since It
represents an eruption Of temper"
Flora tapped the handle OF her para.
sol with the lorgnette. 1t was dis
tinctly a sign Of approval. These
Americans were never slow-witted.
She swung the parasol to and fro.
slowly, like a pendulum.
1T is too bad" she said, her glance
rowing over the white walls OF the
villa.
1T was irrevocably lost" Abbott de.
clared.
mo. no: do not mean the picture.
I am thinking OF La Toecana- Her
voice was really superb; and to lose II
entirely I" She waved q
sympathetic hand.
Abbott was about to rise up in Wig.
orous protest. But fate itself chose
to rebuke Flora. From the window
cameT"Sai cos ebbe cuorel"-sung
rs only Nora could sing II
The ferrule Of Flora Deslmone's q
parasol bit deeply into the clover.turf
"Am l all right" asked Harrigan.
Courtlandt nodded. you look like
q soldier In mufti, and more than that
like the gentleman that you naturally
are" quite sincerely.
The ex-gladiator blushed. This IL
the reception-room. There's the ball
room right out there. The smoking
room is on the other side Now, how
in the old Harry am / going to gel
across without killing some one7"
Courtlandt resisted the desire &c
laugh. "supposing you let me pilo
you over7"
You're the referee. Ring the gong.
Come on. then"
What! While they are dancing P
backing away In dismay.
The other caught him by the arm
"Come on"
And In and out they went, hltheI
and thither. now lodging, now pausin,
to let the swirl pass. until at length
Harrigan found himself safe on shore
In the dim cool smoking room.
II don't see how you did IT," admir-
ingly.
"I'll drop in every little while to sc,
how you are getting on" volunteere,
Courtlandt "You can sit by the doc
II you care to see them dance. In
OF to see Mrs. Harrigan and tell he
whore you are. Here's cigar"
Harrigan turned the cigar over an,
over in his fingers. all the while ga,
Ing at the young mans dlminishin
back He sighed. That would max
him the happiest man in the worlt
He examined the carnelian band on
circling the six inches OF evanescen