The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-08-04

way and expect me to stand for it,"
what way? Lord, haven't l asked
you to marry me, FLOP" He stared a
her in surprise.
mo, you haven't asked me! No
you've insulted me! All you've done
is to announce coolly that you have
decided to marry mel" Flodie
aroused, fairly stormed now.
ooh. pshaw-I thought you under
| stood, Flo. Of course I'll ask you, il
you want the conventional, orthodox
proposal" He smiled patronizingly at
her within, as at pouting child, then
dropped gracefully upon one knee.
Twill you marry me, Flodie?"
There was a new note in Flodie's
voice. mol" she cried harshly. Get
up, Mr. Bonistelle! I'm afraid you've
made a mistake. You've forgotten
who l am, haven't you? Why, I'm only
the girl with the funny FACET I'm just
queer little tyke, who is always
happy Ha: Ha! Ha! Why don't
you laugh? l thought | always made
you smile? Just jolly good pail
that's all l am! Didn't you say so
yourself?"
But, Flodie!" Hall approached her
placatingly. amazed at her outburst.
She pushed him away. mo, sir!
Not much! I'm not so anxious to be
a lady OF leisure as all that, Mr.. Boni-
stelle! What! Marry you, with all
the love left out? No, sir! l should
say mott"
But, Flodie!" Hall could scarcely
believe his ears. "Confound it, what's
got into you? Why, hang it all, l had
no idea you felt like that!" He stared
at her.
She made queer, whimsical face
at herself or Hall, who knows?-and
went on.
mo, I'm only little Flodie, the Egg
Boiler! And you're so used to me,
that when you do want to get married,
you propose to one, two, three women
before you give me thought. l only
come in as last resort-Flodie, the
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think I'm the sort of girl to marry
like that?"
Flodie, transformed by this long
pent-up rage, was new and splendid
creature; her eyes shot sparks, the
color famed upon her cheeks.
Hall, dumfounded, stared at her,
speechless If a baby had suddenly
attacked him he could not have been
more amazed. He didn't know her in
this aspect; she took his breath away
like strong wind His impulse was
to defend himself, resist, but he was
overcome by her emotion. He struck
out any way-blindly, like swimmer
in rapids; he tried to placate her.
but, Flodie-dear! I know-but l
want you'll"
ooh, yes, l know you want me-and I
why? So that you can win four MIL !
ions of dollars. That's all you want.
You'll have to get married, so you'd
better take me! l make you laugh!
Oh, it's as simple as daylight, is 1t?
Well, I'm not SO simple as / look
When / marry man, Hall Bonistelle,
til be because he loves me, remem-
,er that; and not just to help catch a
ortune!" ~ y.
Hall watched. her, fascinated, as she
trode up and down, her eyes flashing,
Ter body 1.-THE and eager, accenting
Ter anger with free, unconscious ges-
ures. 'By Jove!'" he exclaimed, Il
wouldn't know you! Why, I never
aw you like this before! What's hap
,ened to you? / didn't know it was
4 you'll"
She turned scornfully. "Oh, I've got
lot in me that you'll never know,
Iall Bonistelle. I've got little pride,
Or one thing"
He seized her hand; in spite of her
elf, she let it rest in his, while he
sked, soothingly: "And haven't you a
tile love, too, Flodie?'''
She snatched her hand away. Love!
What do you know about love!" she
reclaimed scornfully and walked
way from him '"Why, your janitor
nows more about real love than you
"a thousand timest"
Still he stood and looked at her as
! a marvel ."Flodie Fisher" he de-