The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-07-30

Don't look that way" came q low
voice beside him.
"Do show everything as plainly a.
that7' he asked curiously.
II seem to read you-sometimes."
''It's very nice Of you." he said.
"Nice?"
ITO look at me-now and then"
oh" she cried resentfully don't be
gratefulv'
'I-really am not. you know" he
said. laughing.
That" she rejoined slowly, us the
truth. You say conventional things in
q manner-in an agreeably personal
manner-that interests women. But
you are not grateful to anybody for
anything. You are Indifferent, aud
you can't help being nice to people, "a
some day some girl win think you are
grateful and will have miserable
time Of It."
miserable timer"
waiting for you to say whst never
will enter your head to say"
you mean III
'Flirt? No. l mean that you don't
dirt; that you are always dreamily
occupied with your own affairs, from
which listlessly congenial occupation,
when drawn, you are so Unexpectedly
nice that girl Immediately desires to
see how nice you can be-"
what charming indictment you
draw he said, amused.
"1t's grave one, l assure you. I've
been talking about you to Grace Fer
rail-. l asked to be placed beside you
at dinner. l told her hadn't had half
enough Of you on the cliff. Now, what
do you think of yourself for being too
nice to susceptible girl? l think it's
immoral"
They both were laughing now. Sew
eral people glanced at them. smiling IN
sympathy. Alderdene took that oppor-
tunity to revert to the sketch, furnish
ing specimen of his own inimitable
laughter as running accompaniment
to the story OF Quarter and his dog
in North Carolina until he had every
body, as usual, laughing. not at the
story, but at him. all OF which demon
stration was bitterly offensive to Quar-
rier. He turned his eyes once on Miss
Lands and on Siward. then dropped
them.
The hostess arose. A rustic and
furry of silk and lace and the scraping
OF chairs, lingering word or laugh,
and the color vanished from the room.
leaving circle of men In black stand
ing around the table.
Here and there man. lighting 4
cigarette, bolted his coffee and cognac
and strolled out to the gunroom. Fer
rail-, gesticulating vigorously, resumed
his preprandial dog story to Captain
Voucher. Belwether buttonholed AL
derdene and bored him with an In
terminably facetious tale until that
nobleman. threatened with maxillarv
dislocation, fairly wrenched himself
loose and came over to Siward, suuint-
ing furiously.
"Old ASST he muttered. Ellis chop
Whiskers look like the chops Of
southdown ram. and he's got the wits
OF one. Look here, Stephen, l hear
you fell into no end Of scrape in
town.
"Tu quoque, Blinky? Oh, read the
newspapers and let 1t go at that".
Just as you like, old chapv' re-
turned his lordship unabashed. "All
meant anything Voucher and
can do-of course
You're very good. I'm not dead,
you know"
Not dead. you know" repeated
Major Belwether, coming up behind
them with his sprightly step. ..That
me Of good one He sat
down and lighted cigar; then, vainly
70 control his countena..~
as though roguishly anticipating the
treat awaiting them, he began another
endless story.
The Page boys, very callow, very
much delighted and little in awe of
such celebrated parsonage, laughed
heartily. And altogether there was suf-
6cient attention and sufficient laughter
to make very respectable noise. This
being the majors cue for an exit, he
rose, one sleek hand raised In spright-
" protest as though to shield the in
visible ladies, to whose bournes he
was bound, from an suproar too mas
culine and mighty for the ears of such
a sex.
ASST" muttered Alderdene, getting
up and pattering about the room in
biz big shiny pumps. "Give me
Mortimer swallowed his brandy, lin
gered, lifted the decanter, mechanical.
" considering its remaining contents
and his own capacity, then:
Bridge, captain?"
Certainly" said Captain Voucher
briskly.
'I'll go and shoe the major into the |
sunroom." observed Ferrall-"unless',-
cooking questioningly at Siward.
GIVE date with your wife," OBJ
served that young man, strolling to-
ward the hail.