The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-11-05


Curtis. who, If he were every inch a
priest. was also every foot of his six
feet man-simple. good and brave.
However, she found little opportu-
nifty. save at her brief confession, for
a word with Father Curtis. 1t was
fashionable to adore Father Curtis.
and for that reason she shrank from
scnturlns any demand upon his time,
and nobody else at st. Berold's ap-
pealed to her.
Agatha Caithness was there a great
deal. looking like a saint in her sub
dued plumage and very devout, dodg-
ing nothing. neither confession nor
Quarters occasionally lifted eyes.
though their gaze, meeting. seemed
lost In dreamy devotion or drowned In
the contemplation Of the spiritual and
remote.
Plank came docllely from his Dutch
Reformed church to sit beside Leila.
As for Mortimer. once vestryman,
he never came at all. There was
new set Of men among whom he had
recently drifted. to the unfeigned dis
gust Of gentlemen like Major Bel
wether-"club" men In the commonor
and more sinister Interpretation Of the
word.
Mortimer stayed out at night very
frequently now: also he appeared to
a,aKs his money go further or WAS
uckier at hts card Killings" because
he seldom attempted to bully Leila.
being apparently content with his al
lowance.
Once or twice Plank saw him with
an unusually attractive girl belonging
to world very far removed from
Leila's. Somebody said she was an
actress when she did anything at all
-one Lydia Vyse, somewhat celebrat-
ed for an audacity not too delicate.
But Plank was no more interested
than any man who can't afford to en-
danger his prospects by a closer ac-
! qunintance with that sort of pretty
woman.
| Meanwhile Mortimer kept away from
home, wife and church, and Plank fire.
quented them, so the two men did not
meet very often, and the less they
met the less they found to say to one
another
Though the opera was over. theaters
questionable. formal functions sus-
pended and dances ended. the pace
still continued at discreet and dee
orous trot, and those who had not fled
to California or Palm Beach remained
to pray and play bridge with an
JUNCTION most edifying.
And all this while Sylvia had not
seen Siward.
Sylvia was changing. The character
istic amiability, the sensitive reserve.
the sweet composure which the world
had always counted on in her. had be-
come exceptions and no longer the
rules which governed the caprice and
impulse always latent. An indiffer-
ence so pointed as to verge on inso-
lence amazed her intimates at times.
A sudden, flushed Impotence startled
the habitues Of her shrine. There was
new. unseeing hardness in her eyes,
In her attitude the faintest hint Of
cynicism. For the first time slight
sense of fear tinctured the general ad-
miration.
In public her Indifference and grow
ing Impotence with Quarter had not
reached the verge Of bad taste, but in
private she was scarcely at pains to
conceal her WEAKNESS and inattention.
That he noticed 1t was evident even to
her, who carelessly ignored the conse-
quences of her own attitude.
At the Mi-careme dance given by the
Siowa Hunt. Quarter, who was NJ. f..
H., led the cotillon with agreeable pre-
cision and impersonal accuracy, favor
ing her at intervals. She returned to
town next morning with Grace Ferrall,
irritable, sulky, furious with herself.
All hot with self contempt, she lay
back in the comfortably upholstered
corner of the brougham. staring
unresponsive to the occasional incon-
sequent questions of Grace Ferrall.
after awhile observed Grace. 'peO-
pie will begin to talk about the discon-
tented beauty of your face"
Sylvias eyebrows bent still farther
inward
"A fretful face, but rather pretty"
won't do, dear. Your role is dignified
comedy. Oh. dear! Oh, N.Y. She
stifed yawn behind her faultlessly
gloved hand. "Oh, dear, how l dc
yawn! And Lent only half over! Syl.
via, what are you staring at? Oh,
see."
They had driven south to Washing
ton square, where Mrs. Ferrall had de-
sired to leave note. and were now re
turning. Sylvia had leaned forward
} to look at Siward's house, but with
Mrs. Ferrall's first word she sank
back, curiously expressionless aal
white, for she had seen woman en-
} tering the front door and had recog
nized her as Marion Page.
"Well Of all indiscretionsv' breathel
. Grace, looking helplessly at Sylvia.
"She has courage" said Sylvia, very