The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-09-25

haste and eagerness, arrayed her
body In her best silk combinations,
dainty pink crepe de chine cos.
tune. slip, given her ~ . Christmas
gift by Aunt Hattie, and over all the
soft, cloudy maize chiffon dress she
had finished that day.
She breathed h prayer that he
failed to notice that her black satin
pumps were breaking in the creases.
Into the cleaning loop of smooth
brown hair on the nape Of her neck
she stuck q. high Spanish comb,
studded with imitation enleralds.
1t made her look queenly, she told
her reflection in the mirror, holding
her head with new pride. Darling
into Cherry's bedroom. she rum
mayed in the top dresser drawer and
found lipstick that Cherry had dis.
carded because it was too dark for
her complexion. Stretching her lips
rs she had so often seen Cherry do,
Faith emphasized the natural Gu
pid's bow Of her lips with the rich
crimson. The result was startling.
The warm pallor Of her cheeks,
dusky ut the cheekboncs with nat
ural color, was immeasurably height
ened by the vivid splash Of color
on the lips. Red-brown lights sprang
to life in her great eyes, which
looked serene in spite of her excite
ment. and y sheen glimnered on the
smooth bands Of hair drawn like a
satin cap about her ears.
"Please, God, make him see me
now--now chat Cherry isn* here to
dazzle him. Cherry isn't good for
him. God. You know that! And I'd
give my life to serve him, to mako
him happy" Although she had only
lutte red the words in her rapidly
beatihg heart. she flushed suddenly,
richly, rs II she had let her secret
out into. q jeering world.
She found him in the living room,
q hamper upon his knees. And at
sight Of his face she forgot the in
nocent scheme which had made her
dress herself to attract him. He
was very pale under the tan Of his
lean cheeks, and his mouth looked
tight and twisted with pain. His
blue eyes looked at her biankly, as
If they had been wrenched from
some dreadful vision. He rose slow
~, setting the hamper carefully on
the wide arm Of the old wicker
chair. ~
George wanted to come himself.
but he could hardly get lway. !
asked 70 be allowed to come. and I've
brought our supper with me. George
packed the hamper himself. and ]
think he put in enough to feed an
orphanage, Judging by the weight of
It. Hope you're hungry" He smiled
q faint caricature Of that boyish grin
which had so charmed her the first
time she had seen him,
"That was awfully thoughtful Of
George-and you" Faith said gently,
seating herself IN the wicker chair.
"M0ther is sleeping, and was 50
glad to know that I was going to
have bit Of the party after al.
that ] nut on the dress / had made
for tonight"
He looked over the tail, erect fig
ure, and slowly appreciation, recog-
milton Of Faith Lane 40 . person
dawned in his eyes. The shadow
that had darkened their brilliance
lifted for moment. -.
II say, you're looking wonderful"
he said boyishly. SWhat have you
done to yourself anyway? Oh, !
didn't mean It that way! I'm IN
awful blunderer. But that's peach
Of q dress. It's a. shame George
cant see you. He's-he's rot you
on his mind tonight, Miss Faith.v
Faith smiled up At him without
coquetry. but her eyes were flooded
with radiance. "Shall I make q
little spread on the library table
here? And while we eat, you can
tell me why you were looking SO
dreHdfully unhappy when came in
that is" she became panicky 1T
the tightening o. his nouth-''if you
want to-"
~ think I do" Bob Hathaway said
slowly, his eyes suddenly very visit
ful and very young and very hurt.
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