Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1927-03-25
By Marjorie BoUen

II suppose IL never seemed worth Will
before added Miss Brett, refectively
That's what | meant about the clothes
Tomorrow Wen go out and buy some"
Rosamund thought that she had caugh
the meaning now-her new, her first, he
only friend would think her too dowdy an,
shabby J Perhaps Miss Brett was ashame,
of her
She FASTENED to explain. reyertine TO no
most instinctively prim manner.
Il hope you don't object, Miss Brett-i
IS only In my own time and just some one
to listen to Sir Tony"
II don't mind" interrupted the old lady
briskly. AS you say, it is In your owl
time. But | don't see why you shouldn't
listen in q new dress. I've always wanted
TO make you a present, and now it is the
END OF the season | daresay we can pick up
Rosamund murmured gratitude; she
didn't quite understand.
There was no need"
NO need to have your hair DONE" fin
ished Miss Brett, hut Ii was a success -
Still Rosamund did not understand: She
was the sort of girl who wouldn't.
MISS Brett said no more about the splen-
did young man; she followed her comfort
able little cure and g~ossiped with her com
iortable little doctor, and Rosamund had
her dinner and her tea with Sir Tony
Langton, and leaned the fox trot by the
ala OF a gramophone In the empty dance
room, and tried to learn tennis on the
NH.ftt1 toditt listtutu 10 ali manner
OF things about that world which hitherto
she had only known from the outside.
Anu not even very much from the out
side, for people like Sir Tony didn't come
Brett. ~
The "end OF the season" had now def.
niteiy closed round them: the place was 40
empty that even lie Sporting spoke of clos
ing-lt was hardly worth while for three
people.
Nora Forttis had sent two voInm,nops
telegrams-and then there had been a blink
of several days.
But somehow that had not seemed to
matter, for the sun came out.
suddenly the empty town WAS glorious
the crystal golden light Of October seemed
to spill and overflow from the abundant
biue heavens and be caught In the abundant
blue sea.
In the morning this sparkling light WAS
or q divine clearness and radiance; In the
evening amber, orange, scarlet stained the
serene sky, and In between these were pre-
cious, lovely hours on the silver dunes, on
tnat long. bare parade, In the crooked
streets with the closed shops where the one
end OF the season.
Miss Brett was most ~triumphantly justi-
lying her doctor and her cure.
She required extraordinarily little atten
ing her time off,
II don't want to be fused, - she would
say. You might just as we'll be amusing
yourself or trying to amuse that poor
young man whose %iancee, or whatever she
is, seems to be treating him very badly
but | don't pretend to understand these
modern situations
Rosamund did not understand, either. She
did not try to understand; she was only
aware that life had suddenly become more
interesting than she had ever supposed 1t
would be. You might not think that 1t was
very exciting to play the part OF a substi-
tute, even to such a splendid person as Sir
Tony Langton, but then Rosamund had
never hoped even TO be a substitute.
He was grateful. What a bore this wait
Ing would have been IL it had not been for
your he would declare sincerely. >
lie had never thought that anything
could be quite so interesting and exciting
as teaching Rosamund things You see,
he had never. like many young men of to-
day, met a very humble, simple feminine
creature with a poor opinion of herself and
no hopes or ambitions whatever.
or course, she couldn't learn golf and
she was rather hopeless at tennis, and her
dancing was timid and uncertain, but she
regarded her teacher with such limitless,
unanected alteration, as a superior, gifted,
ana impeccable creature, that Sir Tony
didn't mind her slowness as a pupil: she
made him feel Just as superior as he had
made Nora Forttis feel. He wasn't really a
very clever young man, and certainly not
q very quick one, and all the women he
had met so FAR, clever, smart, up to date
women of his own world, had patronized
HMM quite a kindly way, Of course, but
patronage.
SO this was almost as unique an expert
ence for Tony aa for Rosamund.
They sat together in the pretty empty
dining room of the hotel, the one lighted
table among a waste or blank ones. Rosa
mund wore the red frock that had been
Miss Hretts present. They had motored to
Ostend that afternoon and brought back 4
mass OF dollhouse ~freesias that filed a vase
between them.
Rosamund took-very timidly-a tiny