Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-21

They walked little way in silence. AS
they passed by the shrubbery at the side
wet. hanging branch. for her to proceed
dry. Then he Joined her again.
You are angry with me for speaking
So said Fora.
He stopped and looked at her. his eyes
bright and clear.
do YOU think I'm a born fool? Do you
think Ifcan't tell loyalty when see It.
and am such an ass as not to prize 1t
above all things?. it cost you lot to say
that to me. You're right. suppose I've
lost sense Of myself in the Cure. When
think Of it. 1 seem just to be the ma
chine that Is distributing it over the
earth. And that. too. suppose, is why
I want you. The board is an abomination
that cries to heaven. 1t shall be instantly
removed. There!
He held out his hand. She gave him
hers and he pressed it warmly.
Are you going to give up the house
now that it's useless?" she asked.
do you wish me to?
what have l to do with it,"
'Zora Middlemist' said he, I'm su-
perstitious man in some things. You have
everything to do with my success. Sooner
than forfeit your respect l would set fre
to every stick I possessed. I would give
up everything had in the world except
my faith in the Cure
Wouldn't you give UP that-if it were
necessary SO as to keep my respect she
asked, prompted by the insane devil that
turks in the heart Of even the most saint
ed of women and does not like its gra-
cious habitat to be reckoned lower than
a quack ointment 1t is the same little
devil that makes young wife ask her
devoted husband which of the two he
would save if she and his mother were
drowning. 1t is the little devil that is re-
sponsible for infinite mendacity on the
part Of men. Have you ever said that
to another woman" No: of course ne
t. vstn A1yy mar
jured. would you sell your soul for
me?' my immortal SOUL" says the good
fellow. instantaneously converted into an
atrocious liar: and the little devil COOS
with satisfaction and curis himself up
snugly to sleep.
But on this occasion the little devil mad
II would give up my faith in the Cure
for nothing in the wide world said Sy-
pher. gravely.
her frankest tone. But the little devil
asked her whether she was quite sure;
whereupon she hit him smartly over the
head and babe him lie down. Her re-
spect, however, for Sypher increased.
They were joined by Emmy and Sept
mus.
Il think I could manage it," said the
latter, IF l cut a hole foot square In
the board and fixed magazine behind
it"
There will be no necessity" returned
Sypher Mrs. Middlemist has ordered its
immediate removal"
That was the end of the board episode.
The next day he had 1t taken down and
chopped into firewood, a CARLOAD or which
he sent with his humble compliments to
Mrs. Middlenist. Fora called 1t a burnt
Offering. She found more satisfaction in
the blaze that roared up the chimney
perhaps more than she could explain to
herself. Septimus had first taught her
the pleasantness of power. But that was
nothing to this. Anybody. even Emmy.
curly headed baby that she was. could
turn poor Septimus into a slave. For q
woman to impose her will upon Glenn Sy-
,, pher, Friend of Humanity, the Colossus
Of Curemongers. was no such trumpery
achievement.
Emmy, when she referred to the mat
! ter. expressed the hope that Fora had
rubbed it into Glenn Sypher. Fora denre-
Gated the personal bearing Of the slang
meta phor but admitted, somewhat grand
ly, that she had pointed out the error In
taste.
II can't see, though, why you take all
this trouble over Mr.. Sypher,' said
Emmy.
| Il value his friendship replied Fora,
looking up from letter she was reading.
This was at breakfast. When the maid
had entered with the post Emmy had
gripped the table and watched with hun
CRY eyes, but the only letter that had
come for her had been on theatrical busi-
ness. Not the one she longed for. EN-
mys world was out OF joint.
You've changed your opinion, my dear.
as to the value Of men," she sneered.
There was time when YOU didn't want
to see them, or speak to them. or have
anything to do with them. Now Ii seems
you can't get on without them"
my dear Emmy" said Fora, calmly.
"men as possible lovers and men as
stanch friends are two entirely different
conceptions
Emmy broke a piece of toast viciousiy.
II think they're beasts" she exclaimed.
Good heavens! Why?
| "Oh. l don't know. They are"
Then, after the quick. frightened glance
| of the woman who fears she has said too
much. she broke into q careless half
laugh.