South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-01-25
WHAT MhDGE DID TO HELP LII
IAN PREPARE TO APPEAR
HER BEST FOR ROBERT SA-
NARIN,S ENES

ION. As had -ureWQIF guessed,
Liilian was not asleep. but lying with
wide open eyes staring at the cell
ing At my entrance she rose care
fully from the bed. and. putting
her hands 20 her hair. began 20
take the hairpins from the shining.
silver mass.
What time did you say they
would be here 20" she asked going
20 the dressing table and beginning
go brush the beautiful wavy hair
which for so long sine had hidden
under atrocious dye- because Harry
Underwood wished his wife TO dis
guise her age
THE train reaches Weehawken at
$50" I returned. II imagine il will
take them about 40 minutes 20 reach
here. fancy Mr.. Savarin viii lose
no time"
7 had not meant anything by the
little speech. and i was surprised
Co see Lillian's cheeks sunused with
flush
"Ile will be most kind, of course"
She said. a trife coldly
I resolved TO keep my tongue
unlike Lillian 20 be "touchy." but
evidently comment upon Robert Sa-
varin's uudisguised admiration dis
turoed her.
There were many little signals,
also which told me that Liilian's in
terest in the artist with the roman
tic past and the man who had been
the hero or her girlish love story
had not waned. Never had / seen
her more captiOus as TO the dress
ing of her hair. more particular as
90 the gown she was TO wear. She
tried two or three styles of hair
dressing until seeing her hands
tremble as sine held the brush
= went toward her and took it from
her hands
..Sit down and let ne 10 your
hair" / said with decision. You
have been through too much ia the
last few hurs
70 my surprise she submitted qui-
city
What a magnetic touch you have,
Nadgc. she said after "a little when
had brushed her hair carefully,
and had coiled it high on her head
ia the fashion that became her best.
81 was nervous as a witch when /
SAT down. and now all the jump
feeling is gone"
III just keep on being your maid.
theu~ L retorted. until you're all
dressed What dress do you want
To- put ono"
she stepped to the closet. and,
80
tho other OF the pretty gowns hang
Ing there.
II know Mr.. Savarin will under
stand" she said uncertainty, but do
YOU think that his sister. that Mrs
Cosgrove. might expect me 60 wear
black gown? / haven't one that
- suitable"
could hardly believe my ears
Lillian Underwood of all persons, de-
precating her own Judgment i'm dress
srr fear of the criticism of a wom-
au from an Obscui mountain town
knew that she did not even for
near relatives believe i'm mourning
costumes. vet here she was worry
ing because she had no black gown
to wear for the wcrn-Out shell OF q
woman not linsvcman OF her own
whose last DAYS she had made easy
what nonsense I exclaimed. all
wo~t but not quite forgetting 20 pitch
nly voice low on account OF Mar
Iou Here. let me select one"
pushed her unceremoniously
aside. and took down a g.wn which
mad seen Lillian frequently wear
whom at work upon her Illustrating
although. of course. she covered II
with "a smock. 10 was "a simple lit
Tie affair or darN blue linen viii
embroidered collar and cuffs and .
rttcd IiIiian's beautiful figure per
fectlv
There" said coming out OF
the closet "let me se- YOU int,
this or. wait do your face first
Don't use that expression
Aadge." she said AS she turned Z.
her dressing table. 1T always makes
me shiycr
spiritual CruciGNion.
As She busted herself with col,
cream and rice powder. the sim
pie fresheuiue toilet rite which s.,
many dainty women use M,
thoughts went back TO the time
which had made her shiver the
time when doing her face" mean
= covering its surface with "a mask O
rouge and liquid preparations. turn
ing 10 into the gha~t.y ravesty o.
youth upon which Harry Underwood
insisted
What a spiritual crucilNion ne
life with Harry Underwood ina,
been. And now. when his desertioT
of her. his ENHANCEMENT with Grace
Draper. had freed her fIom ever'
moral obligation toward him th'
legal tie Of marriage still chaiue,
her-made hopeless the happines
that might have been hers witt
Robert Ssvlrin.
Counting ON Robert
As fastened the gown az he
waist and shoulders my own finger
rrembIed with sheer pity FOR th
erayness Of the future stretching
before my brave friend. was gla,
that she couldn't see nay face. Blu
had not counted upon the clair
vovant intuition OF her.
Dear cnild,' she said softly. put
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