The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1908-12-11

. 80 SA-tA manu- Ehlstu IN sprIg1t
" protest Is though to shield the ID
visible ladies. 10 whose bournes b.
was bound from an uproar too mas
culine and mighty for the ears Of such
a sex.
Ass" muttered Alderdene. getting
up and pattering about the room IN
his big shiny pumps. "Glve me a
peg sOmebodyri
Mortimer swallowed his brandy. lin
gered, lifted the decanter. mechanical.
~ considering its maining contents
and his own capacity then:
Bridge, captainT"
Certainly said Captain Voucher
briskly.
I'll 80 and shoe the major into the
gunroom." observed unless
looking questioninglv at Siward.
! 1--WE a date with YOUR Wife" OBJ
served that young man. strolling to
ward the hall
The Page boys. Rena Bonnesdel and
Eileen Shannon were seated at a card
table together, very much engaged
with one another, the sealed pack ~
ing neglected on the green cloth, Il
vast pink box of bonbons beside 1t no
neglected
O'Hara and Quarter. with Marion
Page and Mrs Mortimer. were i'm
mersed in the game, already stony
faced and o0ivious to outer sounds.
About the rooms were distributed
girls EN- tetc-tete, girls eating bonbons
and watching the cards. among them
Sylvia Ian lis. hands loosely clasped
behind her, standing at Quarters ell
bow to observe and profit by an ex-
pert performance.
AS Siward strolled in she raised her
dainty head for an instant, smiled in
silence and resumed study of her
fiance's gaze.
A moment later, when Quarter had
emerged brilliantly from the melee,
she looked up again triumphantly. sup
posing Slward was lingering some
where waiting to join her. And she
was just triie surprised and disap
pointed to find him nowhere in sight
She had wished him to observe the
brilliancy of Mr. Quarters game.
But Siward, outside on the veranda
was saying at that moment TO his
hostess, Il shall be very glad to read
my mothers letter at any time you
choose"
1T must be later Stephen. I'm to
cut in when Kemp sends for me. He
has a lot of letters to attend to- Tell
me- what do you think Of Sylvia Ian
dis o.
Il like her, of course" he. replied
Grace Ferrall stood thinking a mo
ment THAT sketch you made proved
a grear success, didn't IT," And she
laughed under her breath
Did 1t? l thought Mr.. Quarter
seemed annoyed
Really? What a muff that cousin
Of mine is. He's such a muff, you
know, that the very sight of his point
ed beard and pompadour hair and his
sets me in fidgets to stir
him up"
II don't think you'd best use me for
the stick next time" said Siward.
Hes not my cousin, you know"
Mrs. Ferral shrugged her boyisl
shoulders: by the way" she said Gu
r1ously, who was that gtrlE
What girlY' he asked coolly, look
ing at his hostess, now the very incar
nation of delicate mockery with her
pretty laughing mouth, her boyish sun
ourn and fire ckles.
"You won't tell me, / supposeT /.
"Tm sorry
"Was she pretty, StephenT'
"Yes," she said sulkily Il wish you
Nonsense! Do you think I'm going
o let you off without some sort of con
ession? If | had time now-but
laven't Kemp has business letters.
He'll be furious, so I've got to take his {
ards or we won't have~any pennies +
o buy gasoline"
She retreated backward with gay .
cd of malice, and turned to enter the
ouse and met Sylvia Lands face to /
ace in the hallway. a
"You mink" she whispered. Aren't n
on ashamed" Il
Every much, dean What forr And,
atching sight OF Siward outside in the ;.
tarlight, di-'ned perhaps somethin.,
{ her hostess meaning, for she laugh 8
uneasily, like child who vince Il
nder a stern eye. Is
"You don suppose for moment"
ne began, "that | have
Eyes, do. You always do"
mot With that sort of man." she re-
rned naively. "He won't"
Mrs. Ferr Ill regarded her suspicious
!. You always pick out exactly the
rong man to play with
They had moved back side by sidH m
to the hal, the hostess arm linke Is
the arm = the younger girl.
The wrong MANI" repeated Sylvia,
stinctlvely freeing her arm, her
raight brows beginning to bend in
ard.
Il didn't mean that-exactly. You de
low how much | care for his mother
! nd for him - Tho nhatin a 70 down.