The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-12-26

dolr. 1T was by way OF reporting
for tomorrow's orders, and was q
duty never neglected.
The exquisite apartment, from
which opened the, bedroom and
bath, was softly lighted and fra
; grant with flowers.
How do you like Count Henri
Charlierf" Miss Darlington
quickly demanded Of her satel-
: lites.
Charming" said the voluble
Anita. "Just a typical French
nobleman, isn't he7 And how he
adores our Lady Lucy!"
The whole speech rang false,
but the vanity of the lady adj
dressed swallowed it as truest
sincerity. EYES," she returned,
che is infatuated, l have reason
to think. But-we shall see what
we shall see! Curb your impa-
thence, girls! You shall know all
in due time"
a"Can l do anything for you,
Auntie, tonight or tomorrow
asked Pauline, and, though she
tried to speak with enthusiasm,
her tone did sound p .functory.
"Not if you offer in that man
ner,' and Miss Darlington looked
at her niece coldly. Zone would
think, Pauline, that it must be
an irksome task to do the smallest
favor for your aunt and benefac-
tor! Do you feel no pleasure in
doing what trifles you can for one
who does everything for youf"
II would feel a pleasure, Aunt
Lucy, if you were kinder to me.
But"
"Kinder!" shrieked her aunt /;
kinderl Girl, have you taken
leave Of your senses? l give you
a home, fine dresses, money,
everything you can want, and you
ask. me to be kinder to you! Go!
Never let me see you again, after
that speech!"
ooh, auntie, don't! I didn't
mean"
"You didn't mean to exasper-
ate me beyond endurance? No,
Of course you meant to stop short
Of thatl But you have done it.
/ mean this, Pauline: tomorrow
you go elsewhere to live. No
longer will / give a home to such
a monster Of ingratitude
"But, Miss Darlington" and
Anita Frayne's soft voice, i'm
plored gently, "don't be hasty.
Pauline didn't mean"
"Whatl" and Lucy CARING
ton turned on her, "you take her
part? Then you go, too. l want
no ingrates here. Leave me, both
Of you. This night is your last
beneath this roof! You are two
unworthy girls, to scorn and
slight the hand that has fed and
clothed you and given you luxury
and comfort such as you will
never see again! Go, I've done
with you! Send me Estelle. She.
at least, has some small affection
for me-"
The two girls left the room. The
scene was not without precedent.
Before this they had been or
dered to leave the house forever,
but always forgiveness and rein
statement had followed. This
time, however, the Lady Lucy had
been rather more in earnest, and
the girls looked at each other
uncertainty as they turned to-
ward their rooms.
Anita summoned Este!le, the
French maid, and then told her
to hasten Immediately to Miss
Darlington.
"Don't undress me-" said the
mistress as the maid appeared
"I'm not retiring at once. Get
me out Of this gown and give me
a negligee and slippers"
eyes, mademoiselle," and Els.
telle deity obeyed orders and
brought a white boudoir gown
edged with swans down.
"Not that!" cried Miss Car
rington. "Bring the gold EN-.
broidered one-the Oriental"
"Ah, the green one, from
Monsieur Loriaf"
eyes, the mi my nephew sent
me at Christmas time. My, but
it's handsome, isn't it, Estellef''
"Gorgeous!" declared the
maid, and she spoke truly. Young
Loria- knew his aunt's taste, and
he had sent her a typical Egyp'
titan. robe, of pale green silk
heavy with gold embroideries. In
it Miss Darlington looked like
one attired for a masquerade.
"Shall I take down mademoi
selle's hair.f" asked Estelle, ling
ering. 20
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