Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-02-19


2 and Quarters fortune
do you believe | could induce him
to wear his hair any way except pom
padourY' said Sylvia. And, dear, his
beard is so dreadfully silky Isn't
there anything he could take for itT'
only a razor, Pm afraid. Those
long, thick, soft eyelashes of his are
ominous. Eyes of that sort ruin
man for my taste. He might just as
reasonably wear my hat"
But he can't follow the fashions in
eyes" laughed Sylvia. oh this is
atrocious of us--it is simply horrible
to sit here and say such things. l am
cold blooded enough as it is. material
enough, mean, covetous, contemplate"
Dear" said Grace Ferrall mildly,
you are not choosing husband; you
are choosing a career"
Grace! Do you wish me to marry
him?"
What is the alternative, dearT'
why, nothing self respect, dowdi-
ness and peace"
us that all?"
"All can see"
"Not Stephen Siward?'
ITO mary7 No. To enjoy2 Yes.
Grace, have had such good time
with him. You don't know! He is
such a boy sometimes, and IL be-
lieve that | am rather good for him.
Not that I'd ever again let him do
that sort of thing. Besides. his curl
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supposed. Now he's found out he win
be nice. It's been days since I've had
talk with him. He tried to, but
wouldn't. Besides, the major has said
nasty things about him when Howard
was present = nothing definite, only
hints, smiling silences, innuendoes on
the verge OF matters rather unfit, and
| had nothing definite to refute.
could not even appear to understand
or notice, it was all done In such
horribly vague way. But 1t only made
me like him. and no doubt that actress
he took to the PATRONS is better COM
pany than he finds in nine places out
of ten among his own sort"
oh" said Grace Ferrall slowly, "if
that is the way you feel don't see
why you shouldn't play with Mr.. ST.
ward whenever you like"
Nor l. I've been a perfect fool not
to. Howard hates him."
How do you know"
what question! A woman knows
such things Then, you remember that
carica ture-so dreadfully like Howard.
Hnxua hos M canCa 20 h,v,onr No
detests such things, 1t was the most
dreadful thing that Mr.. Siward could
have done to him."
"Meddled again." groaned Grace.
Doesn't Howard know that did
that?
Eyes, but nothing can say alters
his conviction that the likeness was
intended. You know 1t was likeness.
And If Mr.. Siward had not told me
that 1t was not intended should new
er have believed it to be an accident"
After prolonged silence Sylvia said
overcarelessly: Il don't quite under
stand Howard. With me anger lasts
but a moment, and then I'm open to
overtures for peace. think How
ards anger lasts"
cit does" said Grace. HE was a
muff as a boy-a prig with prigs
memory under all his shallow. snowy
surface. I'm frank with you. never
| could take my cousin either respect
| fully or seriously, but I've known him
| to take his own anger so seriously that
years after he has visited it upon those
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is equipped for retaliation If he chooses.
That fortune of his reaches far. Not
| that think him capable of using such
power to satisfy a mere personal dis
like. Howard has principles, loads of
them, but the weapon is there"
SIS it true that Mr.. Siward is inter
ested in building electric roads?" asked
Sylvia curiously. MIR. Mortimer said
! So"
''Then suppose he is, I'll ask Kemp
if you like. Why? Isn't 1t all right
! to build themT'
II suppose so. Howard is in 1t some
how. In fact, Towards company is
behind Mr.. Siward's, | believe"
Grace Ferral turned and looked al
the girl beside her, laughing outright
"Oh, Howard doesn't do mysterious
financial things. Besides that, II
Howard is In that thing no doubt
Kemp and / are too. So your nice
young man is in very safe company"
You draw such silly inferences,
said Sylvia coolly, but there was q
good deal OF color in her cheeks, and
she knew it and pulled her big motor
veil across her face. fastening 1t under
her chin, all of which amused Grace
Ferrall infinitely until the subtler sig
nificance of the girls mental processes
| struck her, SOLDERING her own thoughts
Sylvia, too, had grown serious in hel
preoccupation, and the partie-a-deu1
terminated few minutes later in 8
duet Of silence over the teacups in the
| gunroom.
A few moments later Sylvia, .glane