Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1914-11-20

anything less than sixty apiece for 'em
at wholesale. Ill eat this one"
He lighted his cigar. and gave him
self up to the delights Of 1t.
Courtlandt doomed In the doorway.
Comfortable"
Perfectly. Good cigar. comfortable
chair, hne view"
Young men began to drift in and
out. The air became heavy with
smoke. the prevailing aroma being
that Of Turkish tobacco Of which Har-
riyan was not at all fond. But his cigar
was 20 good that he was determined
not to stir until the coal began to
tickle the end Of his nose. Since
Molly knew whore he was there was
no occasion to worry.
Abbott came In, pulled cigarette
case out Of his pocket, and impatiently
struck Z match. His hands shook q
little and the hare Of the match re-
vealed . pale and angry countenance.
"Hey. Abbott, here's . seat. Get
your second wind"
Thanks" Abbott dropped into the
chair and smoked quickly. VERY
stuify out there. Too many"
you look 1t. Having . good time"
"Oh, fnei" There was . catch In
the laugh which followed, but Harri-
gan's ear was not trained for these
subtleties Of sound. How are you
making out?"
I'm getting aeclimated. Where's
tho colonel tonight He ought to be
around here somewhere"
Il left him few moments ago."
When you see him again, send him
in. He's live one. and like to hear
him talk"
''I'll 90 at once" crushing his ciga-
rette in the Jeypore bowl.
Whats your hurry? You look like
man who has just lost his job"
Been steering a German countess.
She was wound up to turn only one
way. and am groggy. I'll send the
colonel over. By-by."
Nov, what's stung the boy?"
Nora was enjoying herself famously.
The men hummed around her like bees
around the sweetest rose. From time
to time she saw Courtlandt lowering
about the outskirts. She was glad he
had come; the lepidopterist is latent
or active In most women; to impale
the butterfly. the moth. falls easily into
the daily routine. She was laughing
and TESTING with the men. Her mother
stood by. admiringly.
This time Courtlandt gently pushed
his way to NOra's side.
May have dance?" he asked.
you are too late" evenly. She
was becoming used to the sight Of
him. much to her Hmaxement.
Il am sorry
why, Nora. l didn't know that your
card was flled!" said Mrs. Harrigan.
She had the maternal eye upon Court
landt.
Nevertheless" said Nora sweetly.
1T II q fact"
II am disconsolate." replied Court
iandt. who had approached for forms
sake only. being fully prepared for =
refusal. II have the unfortunate habit
Of turning up late" with significance
which only Nora understood.
$50. those who are late must SUI
fer the consequences"
Supper"
"The Barone rather than you"
The music began again, and Abbott
whirled her away. She was dressed in
Burmese taffeta, q rich orange. In the
dark of her beautiful black hair there
was the green luster of emeralde: an
Indian-princess necklace Of emeralds
and pearls was looped around her daz-
sling white throat.
Unconsciously Courtlandt sighed au-
dibly, and Mrs. Harrigan heard this
note Of unrest.
who II that?" asked Mrs. Harrigan
Flora Desimone's husband, the
duke. He and Mr.. Harrigan were hav-
Ing quite . conversation in the smoke
room"
WHAT" In CONSERVATION.
"They were getting along finely
whom left them"
Mrs. Harrigan felt her heart sink.
The duke and James together meant
nothing short Of q catastrophe: for
James would not know whom he was
addressing. and would make all man
ner of condolences. She knew some
thing would happen II she let him out
of her sight. He was eternally talking
to strangers.
Would you mind telling Mr.. Harri-
gan that l wish to see himi"
mot at ALL"
Nora stopped at the end Of the ball
room. Donald, let US go out into the
garden. l want a breath Of air. Did
you see herr"
Couldn't help seeing her. 1t was
the duke, l suppose. 1t appears that
he 10 an old friend of the duchess.
Wen 60 through the conservatory. It's
q shortcut"
The night was full of moonshine; 1t
danced upon the water: It fred the
fligree tops Of the solemn cypress; it
laced the lawn with quivering
shadows; and heavy hung the cloying
perfume of the lockwood hedges.
20 bellissima notta!" she sang. rs
1t not glorious?"
Nora" said Abbott, leaning sud.
denly toward her