The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-07-23

"Oh, yes. All care about is how

"Oh. yes. All I care about is how
my mother took it."
"Of course she was cut up, l sup
poser
YES. You know how she would
look at thing of that sort-not that
any Of the nine and seventy jarring
sets would care, but those few thou
sands invading the edges. butting in.
half or three-quarters inside. are the
people who cant afford to overlook
the victim Of fashionable clubs dis
pleasure and q woman like my
| mother and several other decent mind
ed people who happen to count In
town"
Ferrall, his legs swinging busily.
thought again, then, "Who was the
girl, StephenT'
II don't think the papers mentioned
her name,' said Siward gravely.
"Oh, l beg your pardon. l thought
she was some notorious actress. Every
body said So Who We're those callow
fools who put you up to it? Never
mind if you don't care to tell. But it
strikes me they are candidates for club
| AlSNlplAllc 40 NSll dS NOu IL WAS UP
to them to face the governors, l think"
mo, I think not"
Ferrall, legs swinging busily, con-
sidered him.
TOO bad'' he unused. "They need
not have dropped you"
"Oh. they had to. But as long as
the Lenox takes no action l can live
that down.
Ferrall nodded: 81 came in to say
something-a message from Grace
confound it. what was it? Oh, could
you before dinner just sit
down and with that Internal facility
Of yours make a sketch of man chas-
Ing q gun shy dog?'
"Why, yes, If Mrs. Ferrall wishes"
He walked over to the desk in his
shirt sleeves, sat down, drew a blank
ping his pen, drew carelessly a gun
shy setter dog rushing frantically
across the stubble and after him. bare
headed, gun in hand, the maddest of
men.
Put Vandyke beard on him."
grinned Ferrall. over his shoulder.
There! o Lord, but you have hit it.
Put licked saddle on the cur-there.'
''Who is this supposed to be?" began
Siward, looking up. But "Wait!" chuc-
kled his host, Selling the still wet
sketch and making for the door.
Siward strolled into the bathroom,
washed a spot or two of ink from his
fingers, returned and buttoned his
waistcoat, then. completing an unhur-
ried toilet, went out and down the
stairway to the big living room. There
were number Of people there-Mrs,
, Leroy Mortimer, very fetching with
: her Japanese-like coloring, black hair
: and eyes that slanted just enough
Rena BonneSdel, smooth, violet eyed
blond and rather stunning in pecul
+ iarly innocent way; Miss Caithness
very pale and SHINY attractive. and
:. the Page boys, Willis and Gordon, de
l lightfully shy and interested and hay
ing a splendid time with any woman
, who could afford the intellectual lei
sure.
3 Siward spoke pleasantly to them all
; Other people drifted down-Marion
Page, who looked like a schoolmarn
t and rode like demon: Eileen Shan
: non, pink and white as a thorn bios
l som, with the deuce to pay lurking II
t her gray eyes; Kathryn Tassel anG
i Mrs. Nendenning, whom he did no'
. know, and finally his hostess, Grace
t Ferrall, with her piquant. almost boy
tsh, freckled face and sweet. franz
t eyes and the figure Of an adolescent.
9 She gave Siward one pretty SUI
8 Drowned hand and laid the other above
r his, holding 1t a moment In her ligh
t clasp.
S stephen, Stephen" she said unde
: her breath, cts because I've few
s things to scold you about that w
asked you to Shotover."
l. II suppose l know" he said.
p II should hope you do. I've lette
II tonight from your mother"
s "From my mOther?"
d II want you to go over it-with me-
l. If we can find minute after dinner
She released his hand, turning partl.
d around. Kemp, dinners been an
nounced, so cut that dog story in two
a Will you give me your arm, Majo
Belwether? Howard" to her cousil
- Mr.. Quarter, who turned from Mis-
0 Lands to listen, will you please IT,
d to recollect whom you are to take in
IS and do it?" And as she passed Siwar
It in q low voice, mischievous and slangy
II Sylvia Lands for yours, as she say
# she didn't have enough Of you on tn
t. cliffs"
IS The others appeared to know how
l. pair according to some previous nc
tice. Siward turned to Sylvia Landi
b with the pleasure of his good forum
n so plainly visible in his face that he
n own frightened In response.
e you see," she said gayly, you car