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Updated: June 10, 2025
If Louise perished in this dreadful storm the proud Diana Von Taer could not escape the taint of murder. The end was not yet. Mershone and Fogerty plodded through the snow together, side by side. They were facing the wind, which cut their faces cruelly, yet neither seemed to mind the bitterness of the weather.
That leaves him open to appreciate the charms of Diana Von Taer, does it not? Already, my dear cousin, your wishes are accomplished. My own task, I admit, is a harder one, because it is more delicate." The cold-blooded brutality of this argument caused even Diana to shudder. She looked at the young man half fearfully as she asked: "What is your task?"
Or cease to love him? Or that Arthur would forget me while I am away? Perhaps it's Diana, and she wants to get rid of me so she can coax Arthur back to her side. But that's nonsense; isn't it, Madame Cerise? No girl not even Diana Von Taer would dare to act in such a high-handed manner toward her rival. Did you ever hear of Miss Von Taer? She's quite a society belle.
"Miss Von Taer, I believe," said Beth, quietly glancing at the card she held. "Will you be seated?" Diana sank gracefully into a chair. The sinuous motion attracted Beth's attention and gave her a slight shiver. "I am so glad to meet you, my dear," began the visitor, in soft, purring accents.
After a few turns he discovered some departing ones waiting to bid their hostess adieu, and escaped from his unpleasant predicament by halting his partner before them. Then he slipped away and quietly left the house before Diana had time to miss him. The Von Taer reception fully launched the three nieces in society.
"Here it is!" cried Patsy, dancing up and down like a school-girl; and Louise read in a dignified voice which trembled slightly with excitement and pleasure the following item: "Miss Von Taer will receive next Thursday evening at the family mansion in honor of Miss Merrick, Miss Doyle and Miss De Graf. These three charming debutantes are nieces of John Merrick, the famous tin-plate magnate."
Yes, the same monogram appeared upon the brush. The sharp eyes of Cerise had noted these movements. She was a little dismayed but not startled when Louise said, slowly: "'D.v.T. stands for Diana Von Taer. And it isn't likely to stand for anything else. I think the mystery is explained, now, and my worst fears are realized. Tell me, Madame, is this Diana Von Taer's house?"
Therefore her delight and excitement were intense when the butler brought up Diana's card and she realized that "the perfectly swell Miss Von Taer" was seated in her reception room. She rushed to Louise, who, wholly innocent of any knowledge of the intrigue which had led to this climax, opened her blue eyes in astonishment and said with a gasp: "Oh, mother! what shall I do?" "Do?
Merrick and devoted herself to comforting the poor woman as well as she could. Beth frowned at the news and then sat down to carefully think out the problem. In an hour she had logically concluded that Diana Von Taer was the proper person to appeal to. If anyone knew where Louise was, it was Diana. That same afternoon she drove to the Von Taer residence and demanded an interview.
"Pardon my keeping you waiting," said Patsy, dropping into a chair opposite her visitor, "Uncle John and I were romping with the baby from upstarts Bobby's such a dear! I didn't quite catch the name Mary gave me and forgot to look at your card." "I am Miss Von Taer." "Not Diana Von Taer, the swell society girl?" cried Patsy eagerly.
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