The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1914-08-08

session-and evidently thing to be
cherished away all the pleasure
she may have experienced during the
first few moments Of interest.
Booth caught the angry fash in hel
eyes, preceding the flush and unac
countable pallor that followed almost
Immediately. He felt guilty. and al
the same time deeply annoyed with
Leslie. Later on he tried to explain,
but the attempt was lamentable fall.
ure. She laughed. not unkindly. in
his face.
| Leslie had refused to allow the
sketch to leave his hand. II she could
have gained possession of II, even for
an instant, the thing would have been
torn to bits. But It went back into his
commodious pocketbook. and she was
too proud to demand it Of him.
She became oddly sensitive to
Booths persistent though inoffensive
scrutiny as time wore on More than
once she had caught him looking at
her with q fxedness that betrayed per-
| plexity SO plainly that she could not
fail to recognise an underlying motive.
He was vainly striving to refresh his
memory; that was clear to her. There
IL no mistaking that look In persons
eyes. II cannot be disguised.
He was as deeply perplexed as ever
when the time came for him to depart
with Leslie. He asked her point blank
on the last evening of his stay II they
had ever met before, and she frankly
confessed to short memory for faces.
1t was not unlikely, she said, that he
had seen her in London or In Paris.
but she had not the faintest recollec-
ton Of having seen him before their
meeting In the road.
| Urged by Sara, she had reluctantly
consented to sit to him for portrait
during the month Of June. He put the
request In such terms that 1t did not
sound like proposition. 1t was not
surprising that he should want her for
q subject: In fact. he put It in such
way that she could not but feel that
she would be doing him q great and
enduring favor. She imposed but one
condition: The picture was never to
be exhibited. He met that. with bland
masnanimity. by proffering the canvas
to Mrs. Wrandall, az the subjects
next best friend" to "have and to
hold so long as she might i've" free
gratis" with the artists compli-
ments," and SO on and so forth. in airy
good humor.
Leslie's aid had been solicited by
both Sara and the painter in the Anal
effort to overcome the girls objec-
tons. He was rather bored about It,
but added his voice to the general
Glamour. With half an eye one could
see that he did not relish the idea OF
Hetty posing for days to the hand
some. agreeable painter. Moreover, 1t
meant that Booth, who could afford to
crafty his own whims. would be
obliged to spend Q month or moro in
the neighborhood. 30 that he could de-
vote himself almost entirely to the
contamination Of this particular under
taking. Moreover, It meant that vivi-
ans portrait was to be temporarily
disregarded.
Sara Wrandall was quick to recog-
nize the first symptoms of jealousy on
the part Of her brother-in-law. The
new idol Of the Wrandalls was In love.
selfishly, insufferably In love as things
went with all the Wrandalls. They
hated selfishly. and SO they loved. Her
husband had been their king. But
their king was dead. long live the
king! Leslie had put on the family
crown-a little jauntily. perhaps
cooked over the eye bit. so to speak
but 1t was there Just the same. an
noyingly plain to view.
Sara had tried to like him. He ha1
been her friend, the only one she could
claim among them all. And yet. be-
meath his genial allegiance. she could
detect the air of condescension, the
bland attitude OF Q superior who de.
tends another's cause for the reason
that It gratines Nero. She experienced
thrill Of malicious Joy in contemplat
ing tho fall Of Nero. He would brins
down his house about his head, and
there would be no Rome to pay the
fiddler.
Brandon Booth took a small cottage
on the upper road, half way between
the village and the home of Sars
Wrandall. and not far from the alb
horred back gate" that swung in the
, teeth Of her connections by marriage
He set up his establishment In half 9
day and. being settled. betook himsel
on to dine with Sara and Hetty. Al
!. his household cares. like the world
rested snugly. on the shoulders of a
J Atlas named Pat. than whom their
, was no more faithful servitor in al
{ the earth, nor IN the heavens. for tina
matter, n We are to accept his owl
: estimate OF himself. In any event, h,
: was treasure. Booths house was ii
wayu In order. Try a. he would. b.
; couldn't set II out Of order. Pats VIII
, saw to that.
!. A he swung jauntily down the tree
} lined road that led to Sara's portaii
; Booth was full Of the Joy of livinl
: Sara was at the bottom Of the tel
rare. moving among the flower beds q
; the formal garden.
Il At the sound Of his footsteps on III
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