The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-11-23

bic looked
He would take in the general effect. 1
want quail on toast for tea. Deborah
does not care for quail, but they are the
, proper thlng. Laura always has them,
and am very fond of quail. We will get
nat a dozen, and then there will be two
| left that you and I can have for our din
ner' the next day. Here. comes Deborah.
] be sure to back me up, dear"
Deborah StOutly refused to borrow
! Laura Macauley's candlesticks.
| Frank Hollis!" she exclaimed ''It is
| Letitia had her way in the end. as
! usual, but it was only after a wearing dis
| cussion, and she was obliged to dispatch
Lucy to the Macauleys for the candle
When the long-expected hour came,
| and Frank Hollis entered his old friend s
house with the delightful prospect of a
| whole evening spent in her society, it
| was Deborah who greeted him, for Le-
| tlla had not yet come down. 1t was a
chilly day and all the windows were
| was burning on the hearth. The room
/ felt close, and Mr.. Hollis glanced invol-
| unfairly at the thermometer, which stood
at rs.
''It is frightfully hot" Deborah oh
| served, sympathetically. Il will open the
windows wide for a moment. Letirfa and
l are like Jack Sprat and his wife She
! does not like a breath of air and feel
| as II were going to have an attack OF
| apoplexy without it. Here comes Lee
ttia," she added presently shut the
windows, quick, Frank
For one moment her hair, so thic<ly
streaked with gray and her colOrless COM
pteXIOn gave him a sharp sense of main.
after that he was ready to admit that she
! the same slender figure, and If the
! naughty inclination of her head seemed
TO be more habitual with her than when
! she was a girl, and the smile to have
grown less frequent, ii was no less graz
cious when it came.
Haven't the windows been opened in
S5h1is ROOM was Letitia's first question.
she fixed her eyes on guilty Deborah
only for a minute
I feel the dampness. I am sorry to be
so troublesome, but 1 shall have to ask
you TO put on another stick of wood and
u get me my white Chuddah shawl
Lucy came in just then, and after few
minutes they went out into the dining
room. Mr.. Hollis was struck by the mod
ern air of the table, with the four silver
eandlesticks and their pink shades, while
the lettuce with a French dressing and
/ the quail on toast were an equal sur
prise to him. He was very hungry and
felt ObstrusiVely masculine as ne seated
himself between Letitia and Deborah
and tried to assume an Indifference to
Iood tna5 ne did not feel. As the meal
proceeded 1t was evident to the Rev.
Francis Hollis that there was to be moth
ing noteworthy in his conversation with
Letitia until they were alone. Deborah
I
ready wit and piquant figures of speech
was always amusing He wondered she
had never impressed him more in the old
days.
''Will you have another quail?" Miss
Deborah asked him. when a discussion on
anti-imperialism had begun to languish
Something in Letitias expression
warned him that Deborah's question had
been indiscreet. and that he ought to re-
ply in the negative, but he found himself
saying, Il will. l feel very apologize.
bringing my mans appetite in among ali
you ladies'.
Frank, you are a great comfort to
me- said Miss Deborah Il have a man &
appetite myself. and quail never satisfies
it, but I couldn't ask for cold beef for
myself alone. Bridget, please bring in
some slices of cold beef for Mr.. Hollis
and me-
Letitia's face told him plainly that he
would write himself out OF her good
books if he helped himself TO cold beef: :
nevertheless he bent boldly over to De-
borahs side. He remembered one or two
occasions in their childhood when he and
Deborah had been partners in scrapes
long before he had fallen in love with
Ietitia- Letitia, he remembered, had
been rather an aggravating little girl
Frank and Deborah joked merrily and
talked of their childhood as they ate the
cold beef. He was sure that those can
dlesticks, with their pink shades had
never emanated from Deb0rah's brain.
Letitia had grown silent. He knew she
was disDleased with him. Letitia's ST.
ience had always been a more formula bic
weapon than the open anger of other
women. How handsome she lookedi She
had a little color now, and he was begin
ming to Ike her gray hair.
When tea Was over the sisters slipped