The Williamson enterprise. [volume] (Williamson, W. Va.) 1907-1911, 1911-03-16
CHAPTER VII. tcontInued.)

'Just fold them In" ! said desper-
ately. Tit isn't difficult" And be-
cause / was so transparent q fraud
and knew he must find me out then.
said something about butter, and went
into the pantry. That's the trouble
with lie: somebody asks you to tell
one as q favor to somebody else, and
the first thing you know, you are hav-
ing to tell a thousand, and trying to
remember the ones you have told so
you won't contradict yourself, and the
very person you have tried to help
turns on you and reproaches you for
being untruthful! leaned my ell
bows despondently on the shelf Of the
kitchen pantry, with the feet Of q
guard visible through the, high win
dow over my head. and waited for
Mr.. HARRISON to come In and demand
that I field raw egg, and discover
that didn't know anything about
cooking, and was just as useless as all
the others.
He came. He held the bowl out to
me and waved fork IN triumph.
II have solved it, he said. "Or.
rather, Flanagan and have solved
It. The, mixturep awaits the magic
touch OF the cook"
honestly thought could do the
rest. It was only to be put In pan
and Drowned, and then in the oven
three minutes And did It properly,
but for two things: should have
creased the pan (but this was the
books fault; 1t didn't say and /
should have lighted the oven. The
latter, however, was Mr. Harbison's
fault as much as mine, and had wit
enough to lay It to Observation-Disclosures
on the part Of both Of u.s.
After that, Aunt Selma or no Aunt
Selma we decided to have boiled
eggs, and Mr.. HARRISON knew how to
cook them. He put them In the tea
kettle and then went to look at the
furnace And Officer Timothy F1anni-
gan ground the coffee and gave his
opinion Of the board of health In no
stinted terms. AS for me. burned
my fingers and the toast, and felt my
self growing hot and cold, for was
Il going to be found out as soon as Elan
nigan grasped the situation.
Then, of course, I did the thing that
caused me so much trouble later. I
put down the toasterat least the
HARRISON man said 1t was toaster-
and went over and stood In front Of
4 the policeman.
Il don't suppose you will under
stand EXACTLY" / said, "but-but IL
anything occurs to-tQ make you think
am not-that things are not what
they seem to bel mean. what say
they are-you will understand that 1t
is a joke. won't you? A joke. you
know"
Yes, that was what I said. know
it sounds like raving delirium, but
when Max came down and squizzled
some bacon, as he said, and told
Flanagan about the robbery, and how,
whether 1t was joke or deadly earn
est, somebody in the house had taken
Anne's pearls, that wretched police
man winked. at me solemnly over
Max's shoulder. oh. 1t was awful!
And, to add to my discomfort, the
most unpleasant ideas would obtrude
& themselves. What was Mr.. HARRISON
doing on the first floor Of the house
that night? Ice water. he had said
But there had been plenty Of water In
the studio! And he had told me II
was the furnace.
Mr.. HARRISON came back In hall
hour, and remembered the eggs. We
fshed them out Of the tea kettle and
they were perfectly hard. but we ate
: them.
The doctor from the board Of health
came that morning end vaccinated US
There was a great deal Of excitement
and Aunt Selma was done on the arm
AS she did not affect evening clothes
this was entirely natural, but later or
: ii the week. when the wretched things
Z began to take. nobody dared to limp
and Leila made terrible break BY
wearing bandage on her left arm
after telling Aunt Selma she had been
Rs -vonosxa<na ~, tho RIGHT