Mrs. Clarke examined it somewhat curiously2, commenting on the neatness and correctness of the writing.
"She has made good use of her limited opportunities for education," she said.
"But, mamma, the idea of her refusing my offer, to remain with Miss Bray3 at three dollars a week."
"Perhaps there is a little pride mixed up with her position. She may consider her present place more genteel, my dear."
"I really do not see any difference to speak of. Poor people are all alike to me," Roma cried scornfully. "As for Liane Lester, I should like to shake her! I suppose her pretty face has quite turned her head with vanity! Why, mamma, she[Pg 108] and those other sewing girls at Miss Bray's have even sent their pictures to the Beauty Show."
"The competition was free to all, my dear, and poverty is no bar to beauty. I have seen some of the prettiest faces in the world among working girls. But still, I do not suppose any of Miss Bray's employees can compete with you in looks," returned Mrs. Clarke, with a complacent4 glance at her handsome daughter.
"Thank you, mamma, but you haven't seen this Lester girl, have you? She is really quite out of the ordinary, with the most classic features, while I—well, I confess my features are the weak point in my beauty. I don't see why I didn't inherit your regular features!" complained Roma.
"You do not resemble me, but you are not lacking in beauty, dear. I suppose you must be more like your father's family, though I never saw any of them. But don't begin to worry, darling, lest you should lose the prize. I feel sure of your success," soothed5 the gentle lady.
"But, mamma, there is Jesse, who will be sure to vote against me for spite, and I'm afraid that papa is the only one of the judges I can count upon."
"You cannot count upon him, Roma, because he[Pg 109] has declined to serve, fearing to be accused of partiality if he votes for you."
"Then I shall have to go entirely6 on my own merits," Roma returned, with pretended carelessness, but at heart she was furious at her father's defection, only she knew it was useless to protest against his decision. She had learned long ago that she could not "wind him around her little finger," as she could her adoring mother.
Again her hopes recurred7 to Jesse Devereaux. She must make every effort to lure8 him back.
Her mother's patient maid grew very tired dressing9 Miss Roma for the show when the night came.
"She was as fussy10 and particular as some old maid! I did up her hair three times in succession before it suited! My! But she was cross as a wet hen! I believe she would have slapped me in the face if she had dared! I hope to goodness she may fail to get the prize, though I wouldn't have dear Mrs. Clarke hear me say so for anything in the world! But I'm just hoping and praying that some poor girl that needs the money may get that hundred dollars!" exclaimed the maid to her confidante, the housekeeper11.
There was not one among the servants but disliked[Pg 110] the arrogant12 heiress, who treated them as if they were no more than the dust beneath her dainty feet. They whispered among themselves that it was strange that such a sweet, kind lady as Mrs. Clarke should have such a proud, hateful daughter.
While Roma was arraying herself in the finest of silk and lace, set off by the coveted13 new rubies14, Liane Lester was making her simple toilet at the home of Mary Lang, with whom she had promised to attend the show.
Granny had most grudgingly15 given her consent to Liane's spending the night with Mary, since she dared not offer any violent opposition16. Since Liane had threatened open rebellion to her tyranny, the old woman was somewhat cowed.
Liane put up her beautiful, curling tresses into the simplest of knots, but she did not need an elaborate coiffure for the chestnut17 glory of rippling18, sun-flecked locks. It was a crown of beauty in itself.
She put on the crisp, white gown she had bought with Mrs. Clarke's gift, and Mary helped to tie the soft ribbons at her waist and neck.
"Oh, you lovely thing! You look sweet enough to eat!" she cried. "Now, then, put on the roses[Pg 111] your mysterious admirer sent you to wear, and we will be off."
Liane blushed divinely as she fastened at her waist a great bunch of heavy-headed pink roses, that had been sent to Miss Bray's late that afternoon, with an anonymous19 card that simply read:
Fair Queen Rose: Please wear these sister flowers at the Beauty Show to-night.
No name was signed, but the merry girls all declared that Liane had caught a beau at last, and that he would be sure to declare himself to-night. They persuaded her to wear the roses, though she was frightened at the very idea.
"Suppose some great, ugly ogre comes up to claim me!" she exclaimed apprehensively20, as she pinned them on and set off, all in a flutter of excitement, for the town hall, clinging to Mary's arm, for she was quite nervous over the prospect21 of the evening's pleasure.
Now, as she passed along the lighted streets to the festive22 scene, and saw others, also gayly bedecked, hurrying to the same destination, she felt a thrill of pleasant participation23 quite new and exhilarating.
"Just see what I have missed all my life,[Pg 112] through granny's hardness!" she murmured plaintively24 to Mary, who squeezed her arm lovingly, and answered:
"Poor dear!"
The hall was already crowded with people, and the supper of the Methodist ladies was busily in progress when they entered the place that was gayly decorated with flowers and bunting, framing the pictures that lined the walls.
"Let us walk around and look at the beauties," Mary said, and, following the example of the other visitors, they mingled25 with the crowd and feasted their eyes on the five hundred pretty faces that were deemed worthy26 to compete for the prize.
They soon found out that Miss Clarke's portrait and the group of six sewing girls claimed more attention than any others.
But there were many eyes that turned from the pictured to the living beauty, and whispers went round that drew many eyes to Liane, wondering at her marvelous grace.
Liane had never appeared at a public function in the town before, and many of the people thought she was a stranger. Curious whispers ran from lip to lip:
"Who is the lovely girl with the pink roses?"
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Roma, in her rich gown and sparkling rubies, heard the question, and bit her lips till the blood almost started.
"It is only one of the dressmaker's sewing girls!" she said haughtily27, and started across the room to her mother, who had paused to speak to Jesse Devereaux.
He had just entered, looking pale and superbly handsome; but with his right arm in a sling28, and the lady, for Roma's sake, resolved to forget her resentment29 and try to propitiate30 him.
"I am afraid I was too hasty that morning," she said gently. "Will you forgive me and be friends again, Jesse?"
"Gladly," he replied, for he valued her good opinion, little as he cared for her proud, overbearing daughter.
The next moment Roma, coming up to them, heard her mother exclaim, to her infinite chagrin31:
"Tell me, Jesse, who is that perfectly32 lovely girl in the white gown with the pink roses at her waist?"
Jesse looked quickly, and saw Liane again for the first time since that eventful evening on the beach, when he had saved her from insult and injury.[Pg 114] His heart gave a strangling throb33 of joy and love, mingled with pride in her peerless loveliness.
"You are right. She is peerless," he answered, in a deep voice, freighted with emotion. "Her name is Liane Lester."
"Impossible!" almost shrieked34 the lady in her surprise; but at that moment Roma confronted them, her proud face pale, her eyes gleaming, murmuring:
"Oh, Jesse, how glad I am to see you out again! No wonder you were cross with me, suffering as you were with your poor arm. But I forgive you all."
"I thank you," he replied courteously36, and Roma took her station at his side quite as if she had the old right.
He was vexed37, for he was anxious to cross over to Liane and ask her to have an ice with him. Then he would keep at her side all the rest of the evening. He would see her home, too, and before they parted he would tell her all his love, and ask for her hand.
With these ecstatic anticipations38 in his mind, it was cruel torture to be kept away from her against his will by the two ladies, and, worst of[Pg 115] all, with an air as if they had a right to monopolize39 him all the evening.
In desperation he asked them to take an ice with him, vowing40 to himself he would escape directly afterward41.
But Roma was thirsty that evening, it seemed. She took two ices, and trifled over them, her mother waiting patiently, while Jesse, outwardly cool and courteous35, inwardly cursed his untoward42 fate, for he saw other men seeking introductions to Liane, and loading her with attentions, carried away by the charm of her beauty.
Still he could not shake off Roma without absolute rudeness, for she clung to his arm persistently43, though it was near the hour for the announcement of the award of the evening, and yet he had not spoken one word to fair Liane, the queen of his heart.
Suddenly Malcolm Dean ascended44 the rostrum, and the gay, laughing groups about the hall became intensely still, waiting for his verdict.
"I am no orator," he smiled. "So I will briefly45 announce, as a member of the committee of the beauty contest, that we examined the pictures in detail to-day, and unanimously award the prize for most perfect beauty to Miss Liane Lester!"
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A breathless hush46 had fallen on the crowd as Malcolm Dean's voice was heard speaking, and every ear was strained, not to lose a word—for many a fair young girl was listening in feverish47 excitement, hoping to hear her own name.
Roma's heart gave a wild leap, her eyes flashed, her cheeks paled, and she half rose from her seat in uncontrollable excitement.
But the suspense48 of the aspirants49 for the prize lasted but a moment, for Malcolm Dean purposely made his announcement audible to every one in the hall:
"Miss Liane Lester!"
The name ran from lip to lip in excited tones, while many a young heart sank with disappointment, so many had hoped to be chosen queen of beauty, caring more for the honor even than the money.
Then the voices swelled50 into plaudits, and Liane, shrinking with bashful joy, heard her name shouted from eager lips:
"Miss Lester! Miss Lester!"
Roma had uttered a stifling51 gasp52 of disappointment, and sank heavily back into her seat.
"She is the most beautiful girl I ever saw!" cried Jesse impulsively53. It was cruel to tell Roma[Pg 117] this, and he realized it, but his heart was on his lips. He could not check it, though he saw the deadly fire of hate leap into her flashing eyes.
Mrs. Clarke touched her daughter's arm caressingly54, saying:
"Do not feel so badly over it, Roma, darling. No doubt the committee were governed somewhat by partiality, thinking that the prize ought to be given some poor girl who needed the money."
Jesse felt the delicate thrust, and answered quickly:
"You were struck with her beauty yourself, Mrs. Clarke!"
"Yes, she is a very pretty girl," she replied, rather carelessly, then paused, as Malcolm Dean lifted his hand for silence, and said in the hush that followed:
"Will Miss Lester please come forward and receive the prize?"
A wild impulse came to Devereaux to escort Liane forward. How proud he would be to take that little fluttering hand and lead her to the rostrum to receive the award! He knew that every eye would be on them, that it would be a virtual declaration of his sentiments toward her,[Pg 118] but he gloried in the thought. He rose quickly, exclaiming:
"Excuse me, please!"
But Mrs. Clarke's voice, cold and grating, fell on his ear:
"Please escort Roma to the open air—to the carriage! Do you not see that she is almost fainting?"
Roma was indeed drooping55 heavily against her mother, in pretended weakness. Her ruse56 had its effect. Jesse had to offer his arm and lead her from the room, followed by her mother. After some little delay their carriage was found, and, while placing them in it, Mrs. Clarke said coolly:
"Now if you will find my husband and send him to us, you will add greatly to the obligation you have placed us under."
He bowed silently and hurried away, meeting Mr. Clarke, fortunately, coming out. A hasty explanation, and they parted, Devereaux returning to the room, wild to speak to Liane after all this baffling delay.
But the prize had been presented, and Liane was surrounded by an obsequious57 crowd, offering eager congratulations.
By her side stood the handsome young artist,[Pg 119] Malcolm Dean, gazing with rapt admiration58 on her shy, blushing face, and then Devereaux remembered that the artist had said, while they were deciding on the pictures that afternoon, that this was surely the fairest face in the whole world, and he should not rest until he knew the original.
"If the counterfeit59 presentiment60 can be so charming, how much more lovely, the original!" he exclaimed.
And now by his looks Devereaux saw that his anticipations were more than realized. The ethereal charm of Liane's beauty held him as by a spell.
It seemed to Liane as if she had fallen asleep and waked in a brighter world.
But an hour ago she had been poor little Liane Lester, the humble61 sewing girl, who had spent her little fortune, five dollars, the largest sum she had ever possessed62 at once in her life, on this simple white gown for the festal occasion. Now she stood there, the centre of admiring congratulations, receiving introductions and alternately bowing and smiling like some great beauty and heiress.
She felt like an heiress, indeed, with that crisp[Pg 120] new hundred-dollar bill tucked into her belt, and her cheeks glowed with shy pride and joy, for she had dared to indulge some trembling daydreams63 over gaining the prize, and now she hoped they might be realized.
There were sad hearts there, too, for many a vain little maiden64 was disappointed, among them Dolly Dorr, who stifled65 her chagrin, however, and kissed Liane very sweetly, saying:
"Don't forget that I persuaded you to compete for the prize, although I was afraid all the time you would carry it off from us all."
Every one laughed at Dolly's na?ve speech. She was such a frank, pretty little thing, and, next to Liane, the prettiest girl in Miss Bray's employ.
But among all the disappointed ones, no one had been so vexed as to leave the scene like Roma, and it was soon whispered through the room that she had scolded her lover for giving his vote to Liane instead of herself.
"I heard them quarreling; I was just behind Mrs. Clarke," said the lady who had started the report, and she added that Roma had been taken almost fainting to her carriage, unwilling66 to remain and witness her rival's triumph.
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There were many who rejoiced over Roma's defeat, and others who wondered at Devereaux's disloyalty.
He should have paid her the compliment of his vote, since it could have made no difference in the result, they said.
But Devereaux, returning to the hall, eager to speak to Liane, and indifferent to comments on his actions, was forced to stand on the verge67 of the crowd waiting his turn, till Dolly Dorr, espying68 him, hastened to his side.
She said to herself that here was one prize, at least, that Liane had not won yet, and she would lose no time trying to make good a claim.
"If he has quarreled with Miss Clarke, so much the better. Hearts are often caught in the rebound," she thought eagerly, as she engaged his attention with some bantering69 words.
Devereaux smiled kindly70 on the sunny-haired little maiden, but she found it impossible to engross71 his attention.
She soon saw that his whole mind was fixed72 on Liane, and he could not keep from watching her face, until Dolly said quite crossly:
"You are like all the rest! You cannot keep[Pg 122] your eyes from off Liane Lester, now that she has taken the beauty prize!"
Devereaux answered dreamily:
"I could look at her forever!"
His brilliant, dark eyes glowed and softened73 with tenderness, and a passionate74 flush reddened his smooth olive cheek.
Dolly stared, and said sharply:
"Perhaps Miss Clarke wouldn't like that so well!"
"What has she to do with my looking at Miss Lester?" he cried impatiently.
"But aren't you engaged to Miss Clarke?"
"No, I am not!"
"But everybody says so!"
"Everybody is mistaken."
Dolly's eyes beamed with joy as she cried gayly:
"Then you are free, Mr. Devereaux?"
He answered with a happy laugh:
"Free as the wind—free to look at Miss Lester as much as I choose—or as long as she will allow me."
This did not please Dolly at all, so she said spitefully:
"I dare say she doesn't care whether you look[Pg 123] at her or not! She has no eager eyes for any one but that handsome Mr. Dean, and he has been standing75 beside her ever since he gave her the prize, and walked back to her seat with her, just as if they were lovers."
"You are trying to make me jealous, Miss Dolly!" he laughed, unwilling for her to perceive the pain she gave him.
And he added, as some of the crowd around Liane moved aside:
"Please excuse me while I speak to Miss Lester."
Dolly made an angry little pout76 at him as he moved away. She had forgiven Liane for winning the prize of beauty, but if she carried off Devereaux's heart, too, why, that would be quite different. Liane knew how Dolly had set her heart on him. It would be mean if she came between them, she thought.
She managed to get near them when they met, and marked Liane's blush and smile of pleasure.
"And she always pretended not to care for flirting77! But I suppose she will turn over a new leaf from to-night," she muttered jealously, as she edged nearer, trying to overhear everything that passed between the pair.
She had one triumph, at least, when she heard Devereaux prefer a low request to walk home with Liane that evening.
"I am very sorry, but—I have already promised Mr. Dean," the girl murmured back, in regretful tones.
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