The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1909-10-21

mat Dut must STAND THIS SIDE q
line, unable TO reach you. AndH
have the ,niyantage Of the mai "a
sides. You are not fair fence(
The odds should be In my fh~nx.l
am woman. My wrist is aot SO
strong as yours"
physically. Of course. may pass
the line. to reach the salt. for instance.
| VIII that be against the rules? You
have put temptation IN my path"
Bid Satan get behind thee"
Il wish | knew the color OF your
eyes. Behind those holes [ see nothing
but points of fire. no color"
They are blue. But supposing
wear this mask because my face is
dreadfully scarred?"
Vanity. yes; but scars. never. At
least never so deep as you yourself can
make. You wear that mask but out
of mercy to me-
Once She rose and approached the
window. slyly raising the mask and
breathing deeply Of the cold air which
rushed in through the crevices. When
she turned she found that be, too. had
| risen. He was looking at the stems.
one of which he held In his hand.
Moreover. he returned and set the stein
down beside his plate.
Tell me. why do you do that?"
! There was an anxious note in her
voice.
II have an idea. But let us proceed
with the dinner This salad
II am more Interested in the idea"
She pushed aside the salad and took
sip of the ruby burgundy. Had he
discovered something?
MAY smoker" he asked.
by all means"
He lighted cigarette and put the
case near the line.
do you enjoy cigarette?''
Sometimes" she answered. But
the idea
"Will you not have one:" He moved
the case still nearer to the line.
She reached out firm round white
arm.
zone moment" he said LET us uu-
derstand each other thoroughly
What 10 you mean?' her arm pois-
ed in midair
ITO touch a cigarette you must cross
the line TO this side
She withdrew her arm slowly.
81 shall not smoke. If crossed the
line | should establish a dangerous
precedent. Ard ! must have that idea"
THE mirror over the piano confused
me. | have seen it somewhere before.
Then there is that old copy of Botti-
He bent quickly and kissed not the
hand. but the wrist where the marks
OF his fingers still remained family.
He squared himself and gazed long
and steadfastIy into her eyes There
was hutter in her heart that she
was unable to define. On his part he
realized the sooner he was gone the
better There was IA limit to his self
control He gained the street some
how. There he stopped and turned.
Did the curtain move? He wasn't
sure. but he raised his hat. settled it
firmly on his head and walked rapidly
away.
There was little sleep for him that
night. and in the morning the first
thing he did was to pick up the wine
glass. 1t was all true. And then his
good resolutions melted and vanished.
He must have one more word with her.
happen what might. So at 10 O'Clock
he called a cab and drove rapidly to
the Sanford place. Snow had fallen
during the night. and many of the
steps We're still spotless white. lmpos-
sible. He leaned from the cab and |
rubbed his eyes. Absolutely impossi-
bleI For what did he see? Wooden |
shutters over all the lower windows
and the iron gates closed before the I
doors. And not n footprint anywhere. |
This was extraordinary. He jumped |
from the cab, ran up the steps and /
rang the bell-rang it ten times with I
minute intervals. And no one an {
swered. Then he heard a call from