Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1915-12-10
CHAPTER v.


Suddenly she sat up and locked
round toward the ONCE. She was
keenly alive again, Immediately. II love
made her stupid and sluggish, hate
could revive her. Rosamund Galel
The sight of her stung Tlodis like .
whip. Here she was again, now. Of
Ill times, when everything was asksw.
Rosamund Gale, the professional
model, Rosamund the beautiful, Rosa
Wund the arrogant the spoiled! Flo
de disliked her, from her hair to her
heels, disliked her name, her man
ners, her reputation, and, most Of all,
her photographs. Hall Bonistelle used
her often for his commercial pictures
which he sold for advertisements, for
magazine covers, for art supplements.
"6pring"-Miss Gale in damp cheese
cloth with apple blossoms: THE SUI
Eagetts"-Miss Gale in tailormads suit.
Uesticulating; and so on-Flodis A.
ways slapped the prints angrily with
~ irritated "Choot" before she put
them away. She would have been glad
b slap Rosapund. Hall posed her, ar
ranged draperies. touched her hair.
moved her hands-all exquisite agony
tor Jlodie.
Say, where's Hallf" Rosamund
made = picture Of hersek in the door
way. Golden fair, highly colored, pic
suresQue, even voluptuous, always In
striking original costumes daringly
artistic" Rosamund, with all her
dimples. her curls, her Tines" and
her strange colors let Flodis have the
eall disconcerting effect Of her beauty.
She had the air of one who is quite
used to being stared at and admired.
Flodic rose, her face set. M.
1onistolle Is busy, Miss Gale" she
said, and walked toward the once. as
II to brush the visitor back.
Rosamund, however, would reoos-
Qtxe no mere mental; she swept into
the studio as II she owned the place
sAll right, I'll hang round q while till
he's free. Say, Miss Fisher, fish mo
out couple Of those last poses. will
your ! want to give one to q gentle
man friend. Here-taks this boa out
HaeyAO SA0 h6A8 ~ W. WhAl0 yOQ ~ ~
ans. d'you mind7"
"Oh, certainly" said Flodis. took
ne boa and-an apparent accident
dropped it. Rosamund made an angry
gesture. ooh, pardon me. I'm 80 care
less" said Flodie Then carrying 1t
artfully, 80 that a full foot Of X
dragged along the floor. she marched
gut of the studio. chin up.
Rosamund looked about for q eiga-
Sette and found box on q tabouret
SOh. Miss Fisher!" she sang, bring
me q match, will your" Then she
yawned, and threw herself laxily on
the couch. She began to whistle.
Flodie, returning, noticed that Rosa
mund showed too much silk stocking.
also that one stocking had begun to
sEun." She noticed that Rosamund's
shirtwaist was not quite fresh, noticed
that her nails. though highly polished.
we're not neutrality-suspicious.
One heel was a bit run over; her
moonstone ring needed cleaning; lace.
part real and part imitation; eyebrows
heightened little with the pencil;
tiny rip in her glove. There was moth
ing an ordinary man would have seen.
lothing that would have hurt, for him.
the whole effect, even had he seen Il:
but Flodie saw and damned and said
NO word.
Here are the matches. Miss Gale.
Ill look up the prints this afternoon.
when l have more time"
ooh, thanks. Have q cisf Rosa
mund held them up impertinsntly.
"Oh, don't you smoke?" Very sarcas-
tic was Rosamund's tone. mo, you
don't look it. exactly" She laughed
easily, confident of her own superior
appearance.
Flodie's lips grew white; 1t would
not take much more to make her cry.
"Oh, I'd hardly expect you TO under
stand" she managed to say, and
turned to go.
"Oh, l understand you all right,
guess. Say. what are all those fancy
evergreen wreaths doing out In the Of
ice, anyway" She was blowing rings
very prettily.
''Oh. Mr.. Bonistelle is going to have
. party tonight"
Really? I'll have to ask him about
that" She examined her finger nails.
Fl believe I'll come"
I'm sorry, but the Invitations were
ell sent out over . week ago. Miss
Gale
Mine must have been addressed
wrong"
II don't think ever make that kind
- . mistake"
NO." said Rosamund deliberately,