The Dolores star., 1915-01-22

cool. awning covered verandah - b
drove up. There was . sullen. dissat.
ishsd look In his face. She was stretch
"a out comfortably. lasily. in . great
chaise lounge. her black little slippsra
psepins out at him with perfect aban.
Comment.
Hello" he said shortly. She gave
him her hand. SORRY couldn't get
out last night" He shook her hand
rather ungraciously.
We missed you" she said. Pull up
. chair. was never % lssy % now.
Dear me. I Am afraid I'll get stout and
gross."
Spring fever" he announced. He
was plainly out Of sorts. I'll stand. II
you don't mind. Bssstiy tirssoms. Sit
ting In . hot. stuf7y train"
He took couple Of turns across the
porch, his eyes shifting In the eager.
annoyed manner Of one who seeks for
something that. In the correct order Of
things. ought to b plainly visible.
Please sit down. Lsslie. You make
me nervous. trampins about like that.
We can't 20 In for half an hour or
more"
Cant 70 inr' he demanded, stop
ping before her. He began TO pull ct
his little moustachs.
mo. Hstty's posing. They Won't
permit sven me to disturb them"
He slarsd. With . anal, almost dra-
matie twist hs save Over Jerking Of
his moustachs. and grabbed up chair.
which hs pat down beside her with .
vshsma.es that spoke palmer than
words
Il ~" he began. scowling In the
direction Of the doorway. how long 10
he going to b at this silly jobf'
silly jobi Why. II y TO b . mas
terpisos." she cried.
Il asked you how longf"
oh, how can tell? Weeks. per
haps. One can't prod . genius"
It's all tommy.rot" he growlsd.
Il suppose I'd better take the nsxt
traiA hack to town"
Don't you like talking With NET"
she inquired. with . pout.
OF course ! d." be made haste 70
say. But DO you mean 70 ~ they
won't let anybody in whsrs- Oh. I
say! This 10 rich!"
Spectators upset the muse. or
words TO that effect"
He stared gloomily at his cigarette
CASE for . moment. Then hs carefully
selected . cigarette and tapped II on
the hack Of his hand.
See hsrs. Sara. I'm going 70 get
this on my chest" be said bluntly.
i've been thinking II over al week
I don't like this portrait painting non
sense"
Dear mel Didn't you suggest Nr
sAs Inquired innocsntly. but all the
time her heart was beating violent
time 70 the song Of triumph.
He was Jealous. II was what she
wanted. what she had hoped for oil
along. Her purpose nov Vas TO en-
courage the ugly flame that tortured
him. to fan Il into fury. to make Il un-
sndurable. She knew him we'll: His
supreme sgoism could not Withstand
an attack upon It's complacency. Like
all the wrandalls. he had the habit
OF thinking too well Of himself He
possessed . clearly defined sense Of
humor. but Il did not begin TO include
self.sacrince among its endowmants.
He had never been able to laugh at
himself for the excellent reason that
some things were truly sacred TO him.
She realised this. and promptly
laughed At him. He stiRened.
Don't snicker. Sara" he srowlsd.
He took time TO light his cigarette. and
at the same time TO consider his an.
swer TO her question. In . way. yes.
I suggested = tort Of portrait. Of
course. A skstchy thing. something
like that. you know. But not An sll-
summer operation"
"put she DOESN'T mind sxplained
sara. In fact. she 10 enjoying H. She
and Mr.. Booth get on famously to.
gsthsr."
she likes him. eh''
Certainly. Why shouldn't she like
hims lie 10 adorable"
He threw his cigarette over the rail.
Ing. Comes hers every day. ] sup
poss'"
MY dear Lesits. he 10 10 DO ne -
soon a. he has finished with her. I
don't like your manner
Oh" he said In . dull sort Of won
der. No one had ever cut him short
In Just that way before. whats up.
sara, Have I done anything out Of
the way'"