The San Francisco call., 1908-04-05


There was silence I guess It's pretty late" said
sylvia in a meaning tone What time Allen?
Horace consulted his 'Tt Is not late" he
said 1t did not seem to him that Mrs Whitman could
stay.
TT can't be very late" said Rose.
What time Is it?" asked Sylvia relentessly.
About half past ten." replied Horace. with reluc-
tance.
IT call that very late" Sylvia. It is late for
Rose anyway"
IT don't feel at all tired" said Rose
You be-" said sylvis. You can't always go by
feelings"
she swayed pitilessly back and forth in rocking
chair. Horace Rose waited in agony OF impa
ence for her to leave them. idea of do
ing so. She rocked Now and then she made mad
dening little which nothing whatever to do
with the situation again. Finally she
riumphed Il think 1t is getting rather
late" said she.
"It is very late agreed sylvia rising. Horace
rose There was slight pause. then
that Sylvia might take pity them. and leave them
But she stood like quite evident that
would again rocking chair at the slight
est indication which the young people made of
disposition to remain
Rose gave nuttering little sigh She extended her
hand Horace.
GOOD night, Mr.. Allen" she said.
Good night" returned Horace "Good night. Mrs
Whitman
TT is time you went to bed too" said Sylvia.
'I think I'll go in and smoke with Mr.. Whit
man first said Horace
Hes going to bed too" said Sylvia. He's tired.
Good night, Allen If you open that window again
you'll be sure and shut you go up stairs,
won't your"
Horace promised that he would. Sylvia went with
Rose her room unfasten her gown. A lamp was
burning the dressing table Rose kept her back
the light. Her pretty face flushed. and
she was almost in Sylvia hung the girls gown
up carefully, she looked lovingly. Unless
Rose the first advance when Sylvia would submit
inward rapture Stiffness
good night kisses exchanged between the two.
you look all tired out" said sylvia.
I am not at tired" Rose. She was all quiv-
ering with impatience. and do
cile. She put up her face for Sylvia kiss. Good
night dear Aunt Sylvia" said she
Good night" said Sylvia. Rose felt merely soft
OF thin, tightly closed lips Sylvia not know
how to kiss, but she glowing with delight.
When she joined Henry in their bedroom down stairs
he looked at her in disapproval. II think
you'd ought to have gone in there" he
why not?"
why. you. must expect young folks to b. yoaus
folks, and it only natural for to want to s
in there in the moonlight
.They can in there in the moonlight If they wan
to-" said Sylvia II didn't hinder Them
Il think they wanted be alone.''
When they sit in the moonlight I'm going to a
too" said Sylvia.
She slipped her gown carefully over her head wher
the head emerged Henry that it was carried high
with the same rigidty which had lately puzzled him
and that her face had that expression Of sterr
isolation.
sylvia said Henry.
.sWell?'
Does anything worry YOU latelye"
Sylvia looked at him with sharp suspicion. I'D lik
to know why you shogfd think anything worries me,
said she, as comfortable as on
sylvia have you anything on your mind.'
II don't want to young folks making fools o
themselves said sylvia. shortly and her voice had th
tone of deceit which Rose had when she spoz
Of the beautiful night
That amt it." said HenryAqufetly
We'll, II you want know said Sylvia she's bee,
pestering with wanting pay board IL she stay
along here. and I've put foot down. she shant pa,
a cent?
"Of course. can't let her." agreed Henry. The,
he added: This all own aunt's propertv an,
and If there hadn't been with would have gon
her.
There a will" said Sylvia fastening her cot
ton nightsown tightly around her skinny throat
"of course she's going to stay as long she's con