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THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
ish eyes were viewing a bewitching young figure promenading in front of a long mirror.
But, alas for the promenader ! At the first turn her unwonted train became entangled in her feet, and, had it not been for Felice, an ignominious fall would have resulted.
"Non, non, mademoiselle!" exclaimed Felice. "II faut donner des coups de pieds, comme ca. Voyez?" and she suited the action to the words.
"Oh, I see; kick it around with your foot as you turn, like this. That's easy!" and Mary proceeded to practice turning corners.
"Les lorgnettes aussie, mademoiselle. Toujours les lorgnettes, vous savez — a la Madame la Duchesse. ' '
"Yes, yes, lorgnettes do give one a regal air. Aren't they fun to use! Oh, I 'm so glad that I 'm going to the party! It will be just like coming out," and she ran gaily down the stairs.
There was no one in the hall, so she
busied herself with walking in front of the great mirror, bowing and smiling and turning her train.
Finally she twisted it with a grand flourish and over went a great vase of flowers, but she quickly picked it up and proceeded to make her way toward the drawing-room, looking back over her shoulder as she went, watching the sweep of her train and enjoying the pull of the skirts against her ankles, until she was brought to a sudden standstill, and, turning, found herself face to face with the laughing countenance of one of the men guests.
Instantly she realized that he had been watching her and having a good laugh at her expense, so drawing herself up haughtily she swept past him with a stony glare.
Once in the drawing-room, she deported herself better, using her lorgnettes with a flourish and hauteur worthy of a grande dame.
But all her composure left her
FACE TO FACE WITH THE GUEST OF HONOR