Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1915-12-10
CHAPTER v.

Suddenly she sat up and looked
round toward the office. She was
keenly alive again. Immediately. II love
made her stupid and sluggish, hate
could revive her. Rosamund GaleI
The sight of her stung Flodis like =
whip. Here she was again, now. OF
I'll times, when everything was askew,
Rosamund Gale, the professional
model, Rosamund the beautiful. Rosa
pund the arrogant, the spoiled! Flo
DE disliked her, from her hair to her
heels, disliked her name, her man.
pers, her reputation, and. most OF all,
her photographs Hall Bonistelle used
her often for his commercial pictures
which he sold for Advertisements, for
pagazine covers. for art supplements.
SEpring''-Miss Gale In damp cheese
eloth with apple blossoms; THE Suf-
pagstts"-Miss Gale In tailormads suit.
Cestieulatins; and 10 on-Fiodis al
Ways slapped the prints sngrily with
N Initiated "Choor before she put
them away. She would have bean glad
10 slap Rosanund. Hall posed her, ar
ranged drapsries. touched her hair.
moved her hands-all exquisite agony
Tor y1odis.
Say, where's Kali" Rosamund
made . picture of herssk In the door
way. Golden fair. highly colorsd. pio-
turesqus. even voluptuous. always IN
ptriking original costumes daringly
artistic" Rosamund, with all her
limplss, her curls, her Tines" and
her strange colors let Flodis have the
GALL disconcerting effect Of her beauty.
bhe had the air Of one who Ia quite
used to being stared at and admired.
Flodie rose, her face set. "Mr.
bonis&oiis is busy, Miss Gale" she
psid. and walked toward the ofios. ~
n to brush the visitor back.
Rosamund. however, would rsoog-
pixs no mere mental; she swept into
Shs studio as II she owned the place.
All right, .rll hang round a while till
bs's free. Say, Miss Fisher, nsh nae
nut . couple Of those last poses, will
voui I want to give one 10 . gentle
han friend Hsre-taks this boa out
Mere and hang It up. while you're 30
hg, d'you mindf"
pc boa and-an apparent accident
dropped 1t. Rossmund made an angry
gesture. ooh, pardon me, I'm 30 care
Tess" said Flodie. Then carrying II
nrtfully, so that full foot OF K
dragged along the floor, she marched
out of the studio. chin up.
Rosamund looked about for q ciga-
rette, and found box on q tabouret.
sOh, Miss Fisherl" she sang, bring
pe 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
run" She noticed that Rossmund's
shirtwaist was not quite fresh, noticed
that her nails. though highly polished,
we're not neutrality-suspicious.
One heel was bit run over; her
noonstone 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,
nothing that would have hurt, for him.
phe whole effect, even had he seen It;
but Flodis saw and damned and said
no word
Here are the matches, Miss Gale.
I'll look up the prints this afternoon,
when / have more time"
"Oh, thanks. Have cigf" Rosa
mund held them up impertinently.
"oh, don't you smokei" Very ssrcss-
tie was Rosamunds 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, / understand you all right
guess. Say, what are all those fancy
evergreen wrsaths doing out In the Of
doe, anyway" She was blowing rings
very prettily.
ooh. Mr.. Bonistelle is going to have
. party tonight"
Really? I'll have to ask him about
that" She examined her finger nails.
believe I'll come"
~I'm sorry, but the invitations were
al sent out over . week ago. Miss
hals."
Mine must have been addressed
wrong"
Il don't think ever make that kind
Il Z mistake"