Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1916-01-28

GdIe.
mine must have been addressed
wrong"
of a mistake"
mo" said Rosamund deliberately,
"tba mistake you make is in supposing
that you run this place"
Flodie eyed her. well, you set ms
such a good example, you know, Miss
Gale-really-"
The door opened, and Hall came out
of the dark blinking.
Hello. HALL How's the boy?" said
Rosamund, and rearranged her pose
quickly and deftly.
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, a picture in
which he rejoiced. She had none of
Carolyn's severe, %clean-cut ~boyishness,
none of the fullness of Mrs. RoyaltOn's
aristocratic maturity. She was a 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 tendri1
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 f~1nely-drawn eye
brows, to her violet-blue eyes, his
quick glance travelled revealing. He
did not speak till: "By jove, I'd like
to take you in that pose!"
She, of course, Immediately changed
1t to prove her lack of vanity, but fell
into another as artful. Well she knew
her trade.
"Oh, don't talk shop all the time,"
she said. I'm just calling. I've been
posing for three hours with Deerfeld,
and I'm all in. For heavens sake let
me sit where l can't e a camera.
Say, Hall, how about this party to-
night? You're not trying to cut me
out, are your" 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.
by jove," he replied slowly, didn't
you get an invitation? Miss Fisher
must have forgotten it."
She made a little gesture of re.
proach. "Oh, of course, If you didn't
want me-you know, Hall, l never butt
in. Never mind!" Pouting prettily,
she turned away.
why, of course I want you to
comet" 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 lever
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
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no myth, either. Say, Hall, I've got a
new dress I'm dying to have you see
smart as pepper! It's some rag, be-
lieve me! Can l go the limit?" She
circled her corsage, indicating a dar
ingly lowcut neck.
He laughed and nodded. "Oh, you
can get away with anything in the
way of clothes. By jove, you'd look
all right in jumper and overalls."
Good ideal Let's try It some time!
Queen of the Bricklayers." She struck
a graceful attitude.
Lord, you are pretty!" Hall said
meditatively, watching her.
She gave him a look, caught a new
expression on his face, and proceeded
to work it up. Her first step was to
say reflectively, as she cast down her
golden lashes, Say, Hall, l don't know
i guess I'd better not come tonight,
though, after all. l don't believe you
want me-"
"Of course l want you, Rosamund!"
He went up to her and tried to take
her hand. do come-please!"
NO." she drew away from him pet
tishly. "I'm not coming. I've decided"
Rosamund flung herself down on the
couch.
OF course he followed her. "Now,
Rosamund, see here!" This time he
succeeded in getting her hand. You've
simply got to come. Why, you'll make
that crowd stare! There isn't one of
them that a come anywhere near
you, for looks. I'll be awfully proud of
you"
"Why?" Her hand moved in his,
with the slightest possible caress. She
put something into her blue eyes that
made them burn with tenderness.
Hall drew her gently toward him,
and whispered: Come over here, and