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Show PROUD BEAUTY IN DISTRESS Incident Reads Something Like Scene From Modern Novel in Its Dramatic Dra-matic Intensity. She was a proud beauty.-' "Sir!" she cried with flashing eyes, "release my hand!" He saw her flashing eyes; he knew she was a proud beauty. He retained possession of her hand and stared at It fixedly. "Mr. Dottles!" she exclaimed, "will you release my hand?" Her very nose seemed to flash. , There were few beauties prouder than she. "In a moment," he promised. "Now!" she screamed. "Release my hand instantly or I shall stop playing. Even if you are my partner J'm not going to have you give tne liupicsbioii that I haven't sense enough to play my hand." So with a sigh, he gave her back her hand, though he knew she would bungle it, and they were playing for real money that day, too. She was a proud beauty. Detroit Free Press. |