Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-11-27

ing had proved each Of them to his
own individual satisfaction, and had
done away with those stilted manner
iems that generally make rivals ridicu-
lous In all eyes save their own. The
revelation at luncheon had convinced
them of the futility OF things in gen.
eral and of woman In particular. They
were, without being aware of the fact,
each a consolation to the other. The
old adage that misery loves company
was never more nicely typifed.
II Celeste expected Nora to exhibit
any signs of distress over the APP
preaching departure. she was disap-
pointed. In truth, Nora was secretly
pleased to be rid of these two suitors,
much as she liked them. The Barone
had not yet proposed, and his sudden
determination to return to Rome elimi-
mated this disagreeable possibility.
She was glad Abbott was going be-
cause she had hurt him without inten-
ton, and the sight of him was, in spite
Of her innocence, constant reproach.
Presently she would have her work,
and there would be no time for loneli-
ness.
The person who suffered keenest
was Celeste. She was awake; the ten
der little dream was gone; and bravely
she accepted the fact. Never her agile
fingers stumbled, and she played re-
markedly well, from Beethoven,
Chopin. Grieg, Rubinstein, Mcdowell.
And Nora, perversely enough, sang
from old light opera.
When the two men departed, Celeste
went to her room and Nora oct upon
the terrace. 1t was after five. No one
was about, so far as she could see
She stood enchanted over the trans
formation that was affecting the noun
tains and the lakes. How she loved
the spoti How she would have liked
to spend the rest of her days herel
And how beautiful all the world was
today
She gave a frightened little scream.
A strong pair of arms had encircled
her. She started to cry out again, but
the sound was muffled and blotted out
by the pressure Of a mans lips upon
her own. She struggled violently, and
suddenly was freed.
III l we're a man." she said. you
should die for thatl'
1T was an opportunity not to be
ignored" returned Courtlandt. 1T is
true that | was a fool to run away as
did, but my return has convinced me
that | should have been as much fool
had l remained to tag you about, beg
ging for an interview. | wrote you
letters. Yoa returned them unopened
You have condemned me without q
hearing. So be it. You may consider
that kiss the farewell appearance SC
dear to the operate heart" bitterly.
He addressed most of this to the
back of her head, for she was already
walking toward the villa into which
she disappeared with the proud air o.
some queen of tragedy. She was
capital actress.
A heavy hand fell upon Court
landts shoulder He was irresisibly
drawn right about face.
Nov, then, Mr. Courtlandt," sale
Harrigan his eyes blue and cold as
ice. perhaps you will explain?"
With rage and despair in his heart
Courtlandt flung off the hand and an
swered: q refused"
"Ahl" Harrigan stood off a few steps
and ran his glance critically up anC
down this man of whom he haC
thought to make a friend You're ,
husky lad. There's one way out o
this for you"
80 long as it does not necessitat'
any explanations" indifferently.
in the bottom of one of Norai
trunks is a set of my old gloves. Their
will not be anyone up at the tennis
court this time of day. II you are no
a mean cuss, If you are not an ordinar,
low-down imitation of a man, you'll
meet me up there inside Of five min
utes. If you can stand up in front o
me for ten minutes, you need no
make any explanations. On the othe
hand, you'll hike out of here as fas
as boats and trains can take you. An
, never come back"
I "I am nearly twenty years younge
than you, Mr.. Harrigan."
ooh, don't let that worry you any,
with a truculent laugh.
Very well. You will find me there
After all, you are her father"
'You bet ami"
Harrigan stole into his daughter
! room and soundlessly bored into tn
r bottom of the trunk that contained tn
| relics OF past glory. AS he pulled ther
D forth, folded oblong strip Of parcel
: ment came out with them and flu
/ tered to the floor; but he was to
D busily engaged to notice 1t, nor woul
E he have bothered If he had. The DO
tom OF the trunk was Uttered with oil
> letters and programs and operati
}. scores. He wrapped the gloves in
|. newspaper and got away without b.
8 ing seen. He was as happy as BIO
q who had discovered an opening In th
r fence between him and the apple o
e chard. He was rather astonished
e see Courtlandt kneeling in the Glove
n patch, hunting for four-leaf Glove
. IL xrae Dotapf that fhe voung man We