Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-05-01
-4sss. GRAND FORKS, N. D, THURSDAY MAY /, 1919.

N, y, HUKS
done 80, surely Miss Darlington would
have told the good news.
IL Charter himself wal distinctly non-
Fcornmtttal. Debonair Is always, he
made his adieux, NO more demonstra-
tive to his hostess than to the others,
and went away. Illsley followed, and
household dispersed. The clock
struck midnight as the ladies went
upstairs.
B. Following custom, they all. three
by way Of reporting for tomorrow's
orders .rs and was a duty never neglect
IN The exquisite apartment, from
which opened the bedroom and bath.
was softly lighted and fragrant with
flowers.
"How do you like Count Henri
sCharlier?" Miss Darlington quickly
demanded of her satellites.
Charming" said the voluble Anita.
Just a typical French nobleman,
isn't he? And how he adores our
Lady Lucy!"
The whole speech rang false. but
the vanity of the lady addressed
swallowed it as truest sincerity.
Yes" she returned, "he is ~infatuat-
ed, I have reason to. think. But-we
shall see what. we shall see! Curb
know all in due time."' i.
Can do anything for you,
Auntie, tonight or tomorrow" asked
Pauline, and, though she tried to
speak with enthusiasm, her tone did
sound perfunctory .
Not if you offer in that manner"
ara Miss Darlington looked at her
niece coldly. "one would think.
Pauline, that it must be an irksome
task to do the smallest favor for your
aunt and benefactor! Do you feel no
pleasure in doing what trifies you can
for one who does everything for you?"
7 would feel pleasure. Aunt
Lucy, if you were kinder to me.
Kinder" shrieked her aunt; kind
er! Girl, have you taken leave Of
your senses? I give you a home. fine
dresses, money. everything you can
want, and you ask me to be kinder to
you! Go! let me see you again,
after that speech!"
"oh. auntie, don't! I didn't
You didn't mean tt exasperate me
beyond endurance No, of course
you meant to stop short of that! But
you have lone it.. I mean this.
Pauline: tomorrow you go elsewhere
to live. No longer will 1 give.a home
to such a monster of ingratitude!"
But. Miss. Carrineton"-and Anita
trayne's soft voice implored gently
don't be hasty. Pauline didn't
mean
What" and Lucy Darlington
turned on her. you take her part?
Then you go. too! 1 want no ingrates
here. Leave me, both of you. This
night is your last beneath his 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
small affection for me-"
The two girls left the room. The
scene was not without precedent. Be-
fore this they had been ordered to
leave h house forever. but always
forgiveness and reinstatement 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 Estelle, the
French maid. and then told her to
hasten Immediately to Miss Caring
ton.
Don't undress me-" said the mis-
tress as the maid appeared: I'm not
retiring at once. Get me out Of this
gown and give me q neElieee. and
Yes. mademoiselle." and Estelle
deftly obeyed orders and brought q
white boudoir gown edged with sawns-
do o,Tn
Bring the gold-embroidered one
the Orietal."
"Ah. the green one from Monsieur
Loria?"
Yes, the one my nephew sent me
at Christmas time. NV. but it's hand
some, isn't it. Estelle?"
"Gorgeous!" declared the maid,
and she spoke truly. Young. Loria
knew his aunt's taste. and he had sent
green silk, heavy with gold embroid-
cries. In it Miss Darlington looked
like one attired for a masquerade.
Shall l take down mademoiselle's
hair?" asked Estelle. lingering.
mo. I want to be alone.& I will
read awhile. You need not return.
will do for myself" +.
ma'mzelle, on the b~ed-table."
SILLY! I suppose I can see it for
myself"
Eyes, ma'am. And you will have
your tea at eight in the morning ?"
"Of course, my tea at eight. As
always. You might remember that
much yourself. But nobody remem-
bers things for my comfort"
Pardon, but sometimes it is eight,
and, again, it must be half-past."
Eight! Now. will you go? You
are most exasperating! Why do you
stand there like a gibbering idiot?''
"The jewels. mademoiselle; the
pearls? Shall I not put them in
safety"
mo! I will put them in the safe
myself. Where is the key?"
There, mademofselle. on Your
dresser. But if I might"
"You mayn't do anything except
to get out and stay out! DO you
hear? Shall 1 never be obeyed?"
"Yes. mademoiselle: good night"
The soft tone was fully belied by
the evil glare Of the French girls
eyes, but that was not seer by Miss
Lucy Darlington.
This interesting story will be
continued in tomorrow evenings
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