The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-06-30

nervously. you don't mean you're
going to let that" Flodie stopped
just in time; her mind had run away
with her lips "Oh, Mr.. Bonistelle,
mean you don't mean that mean ole
Jonas Hassingbury's going to get that
money"
Eyes, confound him! The psalm
singing, holier-than-thou old hypo
critic! Four millions. Flodie! Think
Of it! Good Lord, isn't it ferocious
And if that will had only been found
when Uncle John debut Lord
what's the use of talking" He walked
doggedly back into the studio, and
gave vicious swing to his camera
Flodie Fisher followed him in, then
stood looking at him pensively. She
spoke slowly, softly, deliberately
why don't you go ahead AMI get the
money, Mr.. Bonistelle?"
Get the money? How"
/ "Why, get married." Flodie turned
suddenly crimson.
"Why, who in the world would have
me?"
Flodie swallowed down a lump in
her throat. "Oh," she said, I'm sure
there's some nice girl who'd be so
proud to marry you, Mr.. Bonistelle!"
well, I don't know how I'm to
find her-and I've got deuced little
time to look. Why, do you realize
that I've only got till midnight to do
the whole thing in?" He went up to
her.. "And do you imagine that any
woman would want to be married in
that way?"
ooh, when you're in love, it doesn't
matter how soon"
"a hurricane wooing Ell? BY jove,
l wonder" He stared at her with
new light in his eyes. Say, you real
ly think / could get away with it?
Why, l never"
ooh, you could do anything, Mr..
Bonistelle. I'm certain you could"
do you know Of any woman who'd
have me-that quick?"
Flodie tried to speak, hesitated,
couldn't. "I-think So" she finally
got out. Then, timidly: Eyes, I'm
sure she would"
"By iove, I'll try it," he exclaimed.
"Who is she?"
crept up to him timidly. "Why-why,
you know, Mr.. Bonistelle, don't you?
why, you must know It's some
one"-she stopped and swallowed
someone you see-very often" She
couldn't look him in the face, but
stood waiting fearfully, trembling.
Lord, if I could do it," Hall went
on to himself -Four millions! Be-
fore midnight" He paused, gazing at
a corner of the ceiling. ooh, by jove!"
he exclaimed suddely, 81 know now!
You mean Rena Royalton Why,
never thought of her, before! Of
course. Yes, that's a fact! She did
call me Hall, the last time I saw her,
didn't she?" He turned to Flodie.
See here, Flodie, you're clever-how
the deuce did you know"
F1odie clutched at her heart and bit
her lip to keep back the tears. He put
it to her direct. "Is it Mrs. Royalton,
Flodie?"
Flodie's smile was a triumph; it had |
in it a dozen different meanings, it
was wonderful in it's beautiful renun.
citation; but it took full minute for
her to control herself and, meanwhile,
she busted herself with the tray.
YES" she managed to say finally,
and choking, she walked rapidly back
into the office.
Hall stood and thought it over He
took out his watch and looked at it
anxiously. 1t was already ten O'Clock
Once he shook his head. 1t was too
then the humor of the af-
fair seized him and he laughed harsh
Iy, aloud.
Flodie's white face appeared in the
doorway. What is it?" she cried
'I've got it," he shouted, well have
the wedding tonight The guests are
invited already, and they can't get at
he rice How's that? Won't that be
,reat? F1odie Fisher, you've saved
ny life!" ,
He grabbed her and whirled her
ound in crazy waltz, till she broke
way in anguish. ooh, Mr.. Boni-
telle," she began, 'T'll just have to
ell you. I can't bear it"