The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-07-14

turned to go.
ooh, I understand you all right,
guess. Say, what are all those fancy
evergreen wreaths doing out in the of
flee, anyway" She was blowing rings
very prettily.
ooh, Mr. Bonistelle is going to have
a party tonight"
REALLY? I'll have to ask him about
that" She examined her finger nails.
81 believe I'll come"
I'm sorry, but the invitations were
all sent out over a week ago, Miss
Gale"
Mine must have been addressed
wrong"
81 don't think ever make that kind
of mistake
mo-" said Rosamund deliberately,
"the mistake you make is in supposing
that you run this place."
Flodie eyed her. well, you set me
such a good example, you know, Miss
Gale-really-"
The door opened, and Hall came out
of the dark room blinking.
Hello, Hall! How's the boy?" said
Rosamund, and rearranged her pose.
quickly and deity.
Exit Flodie, to dry her eyes in the
ofice-to swear her innocent little.
Darn it all, anyway" to wait and
wonder, to worry and grow ever more
fearful, as the voices reached her ears.
Halls face lighted as he saw Rosa
mund Despite defects of detail, Rosa
mund, so nonchalantly posed, so fair
and flashing, animate with youth and
confidence, was, as ever picture in
which he rejoiced. She had none of
Carolyns severe, clean-cut boyishness,
none of the fullness of Mrs. Royaltons
aristocratic maturity. She was wom-
an that women would always shun,
and men fight for, love-and abandon.
Hall looked at her, and her beauty
sank deep into him. A golden tendril
of hair in front of her ear caught his
glance; and thence to the saucy frolic-
some dimple in her cheek, the little
uplifted corner of her delicate mouth,
her white even teeth, the straight line
of her nose, her finely-drawn eye
brows, to her violet-blue eyes, his
quick glance travelled reveling. He
did not speak till: by jove, I'd like
to take you in that pose!"
She, of course, Immediately changed
it to prove her lack of vanity, but fell
into another as artful. Well she knew
her trade.
ooh, don't talk shop all the time"
she said. I'm just calling. I've been
posing for three hours with Deerfield,
and I'm all in. For heavens sake let
me sit where 1 can't see a camera.
Say, Hall, how about this party to-
night? You're not trying to cut me
out. are you?" She went up to him,
took him by the two lapels of his coat,
showed her teeth and with her eyes,
dared him to touch her.
He ran his hand through his hair.
you get an invitation? Miss Fisher
must have forgotten it."
! She made little gesture of re-
proach. ooh, of course, if you didn't
want me-you know, Hall, never butt
in. Never mind!" Pouting prettily,
she turned away.
'Why, of course l want you to
GOMEZ" What else could Hall say?
But indeed, looking upon her. he
meant it now. "Say, you're devilish
pretty, did you know it? I've never
seen you look so WE'LL"
Rosamund needed no more of an in
vitation. WELL" she said comfortably,
IF you really want me, I'll promise to
make some of that smart bunch of
yours look like washwomen and that's
no myth, either. Say, Hall, I've got
new dress I'm dying to have you see
smart as pepper! It's some rag, be-
lieve me! Can 1 go the limit?" She
circled her corsage, indicating a dar-
ingly lowcut neck.
He laughed and nodded. ooh, you
can get away with anything in the
way of clothes. BY jove, you'd look
all right in jumper and overalls."
Good idea! Let's try it some time!
Queen of the Bricklayers." She struck
= graceful attitude.
Lord, you are pretty!" Hall said
watching her.
She gave him look caught new
on his face, and proceeded
% work it up. Her first step was to
say ref1ectively, as she cast down her
golden lashes, "Say, Hall, don't know
Il guess I'd better not come tonight,
hough, after all. l don't believe you
want me-"
''Of course want you, Rosamund!"
He went up to her and tried to take
Ter hand. do come-please!"
NO." she drew away from him pet
ishly. I'm not coming. I've decided"
aosamund flung herself down on the
ouch. j.,
OF course he followed her. "Now,
see here!" This time he :
ucceeded in getting her hand. You've I
imply got to come. Why, you'll make c
nat crowd stare! There isn't one Of T
1em that can come anywhere near '
on, for looks. I'll be awfully proud of O