The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1913-07-12
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to believe there will ever be light
again until can see you. Why did
you not come down to dinner? Celie
says you are III: mother says it's be-
cause you didn't have time to dress
I'm a beast for keeping you. have
spoiled the evening. Are you really
Ill. darling? II it's the dress. won't
you come now? l shall wait for you
on the stairs. Impatiently. HAP
| kissed the name-that dear. silly
nicknaTe-and put the letter in my
bosom, over my heart. II was stiff
and uncomfortable. and / wished he
had made a happier choice OF station
cry, but It was very sweet there, over
my heart. | watched the moon com
ing up, a rim OF silver showing along
the horizon. then a stream OF light
shimmering. dancing across the wa
ter. He was waiting on the stairs for
me,
1t was dreadfully stupid alone. OF
course, no one would disturb me
Are you I'll. darling?" . Dorothy
was playing the piano below. Gracious
Why didn't some one keep her from
singing Sleepy Song SO soon? Shed
put everybody to yawning. knew
then why | was necessary l hoped
my fends wouldn't get mixed. e..
If it's the dress. won't you come
now" ! surveyed myself in
the mirror and shook my head.
couldn't go down. l didn't want to
go. Natalie had said l was a thief,
But he was waiting on the stairs for
me. and that was-heavenly.
Now, | always thought Cello an ex-
ception, She isn't. She's Just like
every other French maid. She takes
a fiendish delight in anything that ap-
pears the least romantic or clandes-
tine. She came in with second note.
beaming. l looked at her frowning a
bit. and took it.
"Celie. you are not to bring anoth-
er." ! said firmly. do you under
stand?"
"Oui. Mademoiselle. oui. oui Mails
Monsieur"
You are to go below and stay
there, Celie."
But Monsieur sent for me-" Celie
explained
You are to stay below" ! insisted
'Ah. Mademoiselle. | dare not dis
obey Monsieur
You are to obey me. Celie." I said
In my most indulgent tone. but quite
firmly. You may go"
But, Mademoiselle, there is the
answer"
There Is no answer"
"Ah. Mademoiselle. there Is the an
swer, Monsieur"-she finished In
English-"he will, what you call him
murder me if zere ees not re ansaire."
! turned away to smile. ! should
have been vexed. It really was most
ridiculous. embarrassing, too. Celie
was sure to gossip l sat down and
hastily wrote the answer
My Dear Friend AS / do not wish
you to resort to murder. and as I need
my maid. here is the answer. Will you
please not write again. as have for
bidden Celie to bring another letter
Sincerely.
LOUIE GOODMAN.
I read It over before sealed 1t. and
It sounded so frigid that l relented
and wrote:
P. S. | am not really Ill. am sup
posed to have headache. l..
When l was alone once more I
kissed the envelope Of my second let
ter before opened 1t:
Darling. Darling why do you
deny me one little word? Don't be
cruel. waited on the stairs smoking
countless cigarettes which threw into
that Sevres affair in the nook Just to
see Burrows fish them out and keep
my mind away from the century it
took you to appear You did not
come: you did not answer refuse
to believe It. think that maid Of
yours is fraud Laura has gone to
the gate. expecting Winthrop. | sup
pose. and mother is trying TO settle
your fends, or I would make one Of
them bring me to you. ! could come
into the corridor and speak TO you
through the door. May I? How many
thousand years has It been since I
kissed you? HAP.
was in panic. He must not
come into the corridor and speak to
me, and he would; he was just crazy
enough to do it. I wished frantically
for Celie but she would not come
back I had been quite positive with
her sat down and hastily wrote
another answer to beg him to be dis
Greet, not knowing Just how I could
reach him without ringing.
heard footsteps along the cor
ridor; Celie was returning, the mink!
l had been so positive with her, too!
She came in with her hands behind
her. looking guilty. I stood with my
hands behind me. trying to look cross.
Another. Celie?"
"Ah. Monsieur is most persuasive"
she replied. "Mademoiselle. do not be
angry. 1t is the last billet-doux,