Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1910-07-29

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reply, to say something in response.
81 don't know Lady Ormond."
Nevertheless, you think all this?
Answer me. please"
Then yes" she said rather de-
family, "since you read another wom-
ans character for me and analyze for
me my uniformed thoughts"
Tempest smiled bitterly and un-
fastened the velvet at the pictures
back and took the pasteboard out.
"Since you feel 80 about her, isn't
| It unfair to keep her in evidences"
| He leaned over and laid the photo
| graph on the fire. The flames grew
somber under 1t and then glowed
through it, the eeges blackened and
| curled.
Tempest's action unreserved as 1t
was in the presence of stranger,
did not cause Miss .Carew embarrass-
ment. She was conscious of being
4 an unregarded witness-he almost
too utterly ignored her. She rep
resented, so she believed, nothing per-
sonal, more unremarked than the OBJ
i JSSIo VA IAC lOOlhg WhASh wis., AAS
! doubt, directly connected with THEN
chooser. When the picture had al
tered to a mass of blackened tissue
Aim Tempest attentively came back
| to the picture that was as yet unde-
| stroyed-Miss Carew in the empire
chair, her dark head against the vel
low brocade, the freight on her
cheek and on her hands holding the
manuscript. He held out his hand
authoritatively.
i "Now-the manuscript"
She was about to give it to him
d when she caught herself.
ITO do what within"
Il ITO destroy"
h Miss Carew held it tightly A slight
red flushed her cheek and anger
stirred in her against the burned god
dess. Was she such fetch that this
sacrifice must follow?
With tenacious jealousy she chung
to the paper she held.
"You can't mean to burn this?"
"Yes-lay it on the flames, please
mo" she said quietly and as de
terminedly.
why not?"
Because it is too beautiful. have
read it badly, but it is too beautiful
to Destroy
Grave and charming, she leaned
forward in her empire chair. He
seemed amused-or, more correctly
delighted Her brows unknit though
he still held his hand out.
Come, give it to me-"
She smiled and shook her head
Tempest leaned forward Il shall
have to take it by force"
. She paled a little as he put his
= hands over hers that held the manu-
script; with force gentle as it was
! strong. he took both her hands for {
f moment, lifted them to him, half way
to his lips, then let them fall and sale
: pGtulantly:
why didn't you say you liked it
then, before? You are my public, my
, audience, and you read without com
; ment." She did not answer Il vii
t spare you needless words of praise,
j. he smiled but you have pleaded foi
Z twill you sponsor it?"
She had risen, and as if to put thu
manuscript out of harms way laid II
= on the mantel where were her gloves
. and the roses together "You have
not answered me- Will you sponsor
/ this new novel?"
a II think | don't understand you.'
Tempest threw his head back; un
I der his mustache she thought he bit
his lip. He made a slight gesture OF
his hand as If he threw away some
thing he held.
\ mo" he said, "of course you dc
not"
The Napoleonic lamp, three straight
bronze eandlesticks under the vivid
green shade, had been lighted, and
the light fell on the girls hands as
she drew on her gloves. Tempest
started with sudden eagerness as II
to speak. Indeed, she waited in q
state close to agitation. Then he
caught himself UP as man who
turns of a sudden In a roadway with
er. he has been walking at a good
swing Tempest mentally turned on
i his heel
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