Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-01-08
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leaned toward him invitingly. you
KEGS me just the once?'
Larry laughed roughly.
I'm sorry TO refuse you "a small
a favor" he said sarcssticslly. "A
can see you've been spoiled b.
American men,
He knew she Was poutinE behind
her mask.
She followed him back into the
sUnroom.
'Est ees that the American men
are spoiled" she said lightly. "COme
let Us drink each one 20 the otheri"
Daintily she dipped into the punch
bowl and filled two glasses to over
flowing. With a gesture toward him.
she drained her glass 20 the last
drop. He watched -ar curiouSly and
slowly pouring back tht contents Of
his glass into the bowl.
"0nly you.' Byrd began again.
more tensely. enc one else matters.
! have tasted tho wine and | am
drunk with joy" She caught her
self suddenly, as II 4 little bcwil-
dered.
"Ah. when I thecnk or yondair.
my heart Get break"
Larry said in sympathetic
voice:
I'm sorry IL you're 50 unhappy"
She ripped a little piece of gold
braid from her costume.
"Meester Browning she said.
slipping il into his hands, look,
when We come yondsir. maybe we
forget, year? Maybe; maybe and
maybe not. Eet ees better, maybe.
But pleas nevair forget tbs leetIe
~hsrsavina. And keep thees Ieetle
keepsake for her sake"
Say, look here. is there anything
! can do about it7H
Not now" and Byrd shook her
head as ii her world were ended.
"Eet ees that | love another, but
! must marry thees one"
She pointed 20 Mr.. Remenoff, who
was evidently looking for her.
"~karsavina," he said. hurriedIy.
Il been locking everywhere for you.
they are waiting for us to begin"
They had cleared "A s-acc IN tie
middle OF the living room floor. and
were standing around the edge Of
u IN expectant groups
Mr.. Remenoff announced in his
clear. cultivated voice that he and
ksrsavins would give thea excerpts
from some famous pantomimes.
They began to dance to the Wild,
half-barharic d~issoranccs OF Russian
music.
Byrd's knees we're trembling 50
that she was sure that her dread
would be noticed.
They began slowly. weaving in and
out 20 the beating Of the music. the
first steps Of the ballet, those first
steps she had learned, making a sim
pic. beautiful design liks patterns
running in colors over sot fabrics.
Then her courage returned and
Mr.. Remenoff observed that she was
cool and collected onss more. The
mosaic Of the dance became more in
tricatc.
Her imagination was carrying her
feet lightly along on their little
wings.
Now they we're in n sylvan grove,
m%oonlit, revealing only the dark.
fragrant outlines of trees and flow
ers.
They fitted hitler aud thither
with the lightrcss W the gossamcr.
now moving q little faster and now
a little wilder, suggesting the tumuit
Of waters.
Byrd seemed to cast herself upon
the muEir's tide, tossed now here
and there. She seemed to be the
sport. the plaything Z, the flood Of
melody. dancing not 10 it. but with
it-almost on H. Now IL slowly
ehbed- leaving her again IN the first
simple patterns Of the dance
There was terrific applause The
laundering Of many waters sounded
in her ear They were surrounded
At once by an admiring ttrong.
Supper wa served in the billiard
room. but Byrd felt that she
rnrldnt cat IA bite
"I must rest me before the next
dance she told Tiny, who had
wanted her to be the guest Of honor
al the sHr-er.
Then ls1sr tLsy lalled again