New Britain herald., 1924-03-25
NOW GO ON WITH THE sTORP

ne nurse next "OTuS uToNe tHt thought from her mind, however, and ! almost destroyed her appetite. We must not overdo it at first, you know, but I'm glad you are hungry, for Therese is coming to dress you. You are to sit mp for awhile and have a | visitor. Isn't that splendid?" She glanced meaningly toward the 1 pink roses which had been placed in case on the bedstand and Salie's | heart sank.
 Am r." she replied without en- 1 thusiasm. It would perhaps be as
 well to get the interview over with and as she ate her spirits rose.
 When she had fortified herself with | two cups of tea and the squab was reduced to mere heap of tiny bones Miss Tidmarsh removed the tray and l rherese took her place, with some thing pale blue and frothy with lace oascadng over her arm and pair of ] silver brocade slippers dangling from her hand.
 Could they he the other girls | clothes, Sallie asked herself as rbe bathed and permitted Therese 10 dress IltT. 1UtN NtTt tlt silNhN hlln tiid& hung any old way and the tea-rown was a dream; even the slippers fitted although they looked unbelievably small and when at the maids solici- taiion she seated herself before the dressing-tabje to have her hair ar- ranged she was human enough to feel a. little thrill of pleasure at the pic- tnre that met her gaze.
 Only once was she off her guard, when Therese opened drawer filled with cosmetics and took out small jar of rouge,
 "Can that stuff." she exclaimed, T don't ever---"
 "But you always permit little, hees Alya"'a Jheresc interrupted quickly: You arc so pale.like one small ghost! Mademoiselle will re- call how she protested in Paris when We added the touch of brightness to the hair, and yet behold the differ ence.'
 She cooked her head on one side in an attitude of admiration and Sallie slightly submitted. The fdee Of in- sinuating that her hair wasn't natural.
 Sallie Yasped at the result when the makeup was applied. Why, she vas almost pretty, but if Ma Brennan could sec her, or Mike!
 "one thing more" Theresc turned 10 the vase and selected three roses from 1t. "These will add the touch of pink"
 NO. they won't" sallie inter- rupted firmly in her turn. I'm not wearing Mr.---Mr. Soat's nowers."
 She recalled the last name engraved on the card and something in the maids tone warned her that sho an- ticipated difficulty, hence it would be as well to refuse.
 But Thcrese had produced a pin end proceeded 10 fasien them at tho soft belt as though no opposition had been offered.
 "It will please Monsieur" she re- marked conposedly, and that will also please your mother, nademoi- selie. Come now. They hre wait ine in Msdame's sitting room"
 She threw open the door and Sallie faced her. deliberately unfastening the roses and laying them on the dressing table.
 'I am pleaslng myself about this, Therese. Where did you say they were waiting?"
 The maid shrugged and led the way and Sallie followed. the assured click of her high heels and the swirl Of the sillxen draperies giving her a feeling of confidence.
 In the hall she encountered a tall young footman with a tea-tray, and although he bowed quickly and stepped aside she noticed that he shot at her a glance Of lively curiosity. She had no time to speculate on it. however. for Therese had thrown open door at the end Of the hail and an- nounced:
 "Mees Ava, Madame" l. The room was large but the we'll spaced groups of mauve-upholstered chairs and diyans and odd little tables gave it an air Of cosiness which was enhanced by the warm glow of caDdlt-1ight, for the curtains had been drawn. \ tiny fire was lighted, too. on the hearth. and Mrs. Copeland was seated before it in deep chair. She moved slightly as though to rise and then sank back again, bit ihg her lip.
 Come in. Ava" She tried 10 speak carcicssly btit there was 4 strained edge to her tone. ''Your cousin Wheeler is here" < slim. elegant figure in the snap piest of clothes had risen and stepped forward with both hands out 1 E. retched. Ffellng very much as { though she uas in a play sallie moved sso--Iy ioruard to meet him. My dearest girI." His voice had 2 1ip quality that wnnt with the sHtirk be had uorn in the picture but ] ise a.ssn't sIuifing now. t.ndcrueath bis eIusiteucss hr uas plainly ill al rase. -t am 70 glad 'hai ysg are
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 ! Eatiie rsye him one of her hands and repiIcJ coolly: -'Tlisnks." Her own nerre wss strengthening by the [ ,4,o-,,erfart- efnFsarYaessffferf rf fhrsn