Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-04-13

ne me silent through a long minute
abe sat very straight and added:
Naturally one is nervous at finding
oneself alone with a lunatic. Only
lunatics talk TO things as though they
Were people"
Don't mind her, Amaryllis,' l said
softly. Poor creature. she is jealous.
She thinks you are no more than a lily
blooming ina pot. We know better, of
course"
Really did not dream you had so
much imagination" Myrtilla said out
right, shipping her thread as she spoke.
l stared harder than ever at Amaryl-
lis, saying: imagination is a fearful
thing sometimes. l am glad. Amaryl-
lis. you altogether lack it. You would
never see in ordinary civilities to q
pretty girl anything to turn your love-
ly golden tawny eyes green"
Dancing or sitting out every other
number. ] suppose, comes under the
head Of ordinary civilities,'" Myrtilla
said, her lip curling
l kept on quietly: And even If you
felt hurt you would let me explain.
The Verinews have hearts as big as
their fortune. Thus it happens | owe
them what money can never pay. Not
SO many years back there was big
furry in the street that put my govern
or in the worst sort Of hole. 1t needed
a cool million to get him out, and q
Verinew million did it. Yet the gov
ernor was hardly an acquaintance.
| Verinew learned his extremity by
| chance and came to his help because.
as he phrased it, he didn't think the
! other side was putting up square
DEAL 1t does not lessen the obliga
ton that he got his million back, plus
a good profit. Eventually the Grant
ley girl will have it, with several mil
lions more. She is granddaughter
| knowledged because Nine. Veri
new wishes to seem as young as theil
fortune-but the very apple Of the Veri
new eye. They wanted her to be the
belle of the ball-she was shy and sensi
tive and frightened half out Of hel
wits. Somehow she trusted me-
Il don't at all wonder at that" sale
voice from the fireplace
I bowed gravely and resumed "Whe,
she Is not frightened she is pretty, Am
aryllis. Her mead is splendidly red
not quite SO red as yours. She is ligh
on her feet, too. and loves to dance a.
we'll as the flowers do. The trouble il
she has not yet quite caught tn,
rhythms she must move to, so need
must lean heavily upon her partner,
understood: some Of the others did not
\ Occasionally one was flurried, still
more occasionally one impertinent. AM
q single cad let her see he was ashamc,
of dancing with her in spite of the mil
lions. At her sfrst ball! Think of 1t
! had to take away the sting of it some
how. Perhaps l did seem devoted bu
she didn't misunderstood. told be
about Myrtilla in our very first waltz
A little inarticulate cry from the fire
place here. Covertly l saw tears o.
Myrtilla's cheeks. She made as thong
to rise. but sank back, turned away he
head and resumed the furious stabbin
with her needle. gathered the greer
cry of Amaryllis in my hands. laid m
cheek against it and said dreamily:
"Amaryllis, tell me why l am fate
to love dusky hair. All the painter
and poets agree that red IS ever s
much more beautiful"
Are you sure, quite sure, you do low
itT' Myrtilla asked TREMENDOUSLY. Sh
4 was not answered in words.
4 Five minutes later Dicky, bursting i
upon US, found us side by side. ,lookin
down. at Amaryllis through sunshin
grown suddenly and nlagically war;
and golden. After long look Dick
whistled. turned on his heel and sal
from the door over his shoulder: IS
you two have made it up. McSnifter
said you would. cause that red Ill
bloomed SO far ahead Of time. But
don't care about that. All l want is t
know what you're goin' to give N
when you get married"