Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-08-24
EVENING EDITION.

Tame turned her shy glance on the
cavalier early waiting Ebelow. She
too flushed. her lips bent into their
.tren,ulous,S sweet, sidelong smile.
Aren't they" aidSANne who join
ed Claire few moments later atH e tl,eS
something almost #uncanny about
them. isn't. there? Ne IL the missing
|portraft-the story always had him
the handsomestsof the line.sa8 Has he
come back forgher, do you think ~
The house party began to take pos-s
session 5of the hall, awaiting b arr
rival OF the guests Lord#BreenleainS
his wheeled chair, as merry as Old
Capulet; Alec, looking gaunt and pale
plastered, evidently not In the humor,
OF the thing; Aline. q slender little
Babbie, with red berries In her hair
q high color in her thin face, and
eyes unfanthomable. They danced
and laughed and amused themselves
with the few Visitors staying IT
Breeme House for the occasion, adj
hiring costumes and exchanging ban;
ter and compliments. %
spirit of 1t. She had never IN her life
suffered more acutely, but it was q
nameless, indefinite suffering. per-
haps more like the schild's sorrow
over IT'S beautiful pricked bubble than
any other human grief. It's poig-i
nancy was out Of proportion to its
aus
Suddenly her mood Of melancholy
was broken by a noisy crash andsa
The Van Dyke! Oh, my God! The
Van Dyke!"
Robins had dropped a tray OF :
freshments in the middle of the hall,
and had lifted a pale, distracted face
to Van Dykes Lady Jane! Dancing
and music stopped. Everyone turned
to where the old man pointed. Lord
Breeme, pushing his chair out from
the wall, and looking up, shook his.
finger ts the servant.
Man alive, what's the matter with
youH" said he. us
Robins began a confused, half tear
full babb'e.
"Mr. fremont will bear me out,
your lordship. Twas him I showed It
to. Twas him that said he'd Noticed
it himself. Is that the picture I've
loved like my own? Shouldn't I Be.
ship, this is a sad thing indeed for the
house, your lordshtp. A sad thing!""
Here Rufus fremont laid hand.
on Robins shoulder.
Look here, my friend, what are
you talking about?" said heyWhat..s
wrong with the Van Dyke??' 81 4
I oh, sir! You remember that
shadow-like Of a dogs head on the
skirt? Look sharp! I ask you, is. that
portrait its real self in any way at:
all?" I
Claire watched in keen suspense.
She saw Rufus fling up his chin, hrs
face sttfen and pale into a look that
might have been one Of fear.
1T must be the effect Of the slight,"
he stammered.
mo, sir-no, sir! It's not only the
shadow. Look at that hand, look at
the eyes, your lordship." He turned
piteously to Lord Breeme, pleading
his point. Shouldn't I know the Van
Dyke? In the real picture-
Lord .Breeme hale raised himself
With a keen look Of alarm.
The real picture, Robins? Do you
mean" =
He fell back There was a babel
tons went off like little pistol shots.
The copytst," said Robins. ut
must have been him! That foreigner,
-Cardoni was his name, Returned
to Lord fremont. oh, why did 8
give him permission, my lord 2"
Alec wheeled towards him. @
"cardoni? Isgive him d perrnit7 I
soh... my lordn.. Robins was fun.
bling in g pocket his wrinkles aft
shook and anxiety and puzzled dis.
cretion. s.Oh, my lord! gBetween.
], yon an. and me, my lord, Just look at
!. Continued Tomorrow Evaninr