The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1913-03-22

grave. determined mouth.
DR.. Massey's orders were that fol-
twelve hours no one should be admit
ted to the ROOM" was his unanswer
able reioinder.
Which means not until after five
o'clock, this EVENING""
Exactly, sir. But | shall report &c
you everything he says. as nearly as
possible In his own words"
Very we'll" ! said. Il shall spend
the day here" My tone conveyed dis
missal and ! fear 1t still smacked OF
annoyance. Mr.. Bryan, however, gave
no sign Of resentment His eyes were
still kindly merry. his mouth still In.
spired reliance He turned towards
the door, saying.
He'll probably sleep four hours al
least, Mr.. Clyde. II you wish to go
out, there's no reason why you
shouldn't"
! meant to reply. My lips were al
ready framing sentence, when a
tableau checked me
Evelyn Grayson was standing in the
doorway. She wore a clinging house
gown OF pale blue. cut low at the
throat, and bordered with a deep col
lar Of Irish lace. The rose flush OF
youth and health tinted the cream OF
her complexion and a shaft OF sunlight
golden nimbus of ner hair. With wide.
startled eyes she was gazing at Bryan.
or. TO be more exact, at the snowy
linen duck in which he was clad. and
which must have held for her a per-
picking significance.
The nurse had halted, deferentially
standing aside at sight OF the girl
whose young beauty seemed to dazzle
MIN.
For moment the stiffness and ST
.ence were absolute. Then Evelyn
turning her gaze upon me advanced
quickly, with a little questioning cry:
Phillip"
You're surprised to find me here, =
| interpreted, with hands outstretched.
And to" she began, laying her
fingers against my palms.
ITO find nurse here, as WE'LL"
finished for her. Let me introduce
Mr.. Bry-" Blu. when would have
presented him he had already gone.
But who is III ?" she questioned in
nervous haste. What"
1t We're well, thought. to have the
revelation over and done with as
speedily as possible.
Your uncle. | brought him home
at two o'clock this morning
y
| am sure l was not prepared for what
ensued. Her fingers. suddenly releas-
ing themselves from my fond but
feeble support, clutched wildly at the
lapels of my coat for support, as she
burst into passion OF sobs. In vain
| made efforts to comfort and quiet
her. She became hysterical She
laughed and cried by turns. while l,
making bold to regard her as sorrow
ing child rather than the woman she
was. held her close and murmured all
the soothing. encouraging words and
phrases l could conjure
liam so glad" she whispered
at last. her big liquid blue eyes swim
ming, her fair face wet with the tor
rent of her emotion. IL am SO
happy"
Presently l placed her in a great,
cavernous leathern chair, and lent her
my kerchief-assisted her. In
deed-to remove the evidences Of her
tumultuous joy. After which sat
down opposite her and answered a
hundred questions, still marveling at
the contrariety of the feminine tenn
permanent which defies disaster dry
eyed and over good tidings is like Nj
ODE all tears.
Evelyn's emotions alone considered,
1t was, therefore, just as well that
Cameron had not returned robust and
of sane mind. Her rejoicing undiluted
might have resulted in nervous break
down. AS it was. the mere fact that
he was weak and a trifle distraught-
which was the mildly equivocal way in
which l softened the truth for her
had for her fortitude the reviytfying
potency Of tonic. 1t SO balanced her
joy with anxiety that she grew strong
in surprisingly short space.
II do not see why a nurse is at all
necessary" she objected. at once. Il
shall nurse him, myself Louis and l
can do everything that is required"
But DR.. Massey" I began. Where
upon she interrupted me:
''Dr. Massey probably thinks I am
a foolish, frivolous child. shall nurse
Uncle Robert even II have to dismiss
DR.. Massey and get another ply
sician."
There was nothing TO be gained by
opposing her at this time, so held nv
non-committal peace. doubling, never
theless, the practicability of her prop
osition. But to her next proposal 1
must needs interpose the obstructive
truth.
Come" she commanded, brushing
back from her temples with both
hands the encroaching golden halo,
with the gesture OF one who prepares