Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1915-11-19

"Oh, waiting on customers, for one
thing!" Flodie tossed her head like q
flly.
Mrs. Royalton didn't, apparently,
get the sarcasm. Well you don't
seem to wait on them very much
Isn't Mr.. Bonistelle ready for me YETI"
F1odie started to reply, then changed
her mind. 81 don't know" she said,
"I1l see"
Hall was blinking from the dark
room. loaded plate-holders in hand.
"Oh, Mr.. Bonistelle," Flodie whis-
pered despairingly, you aren't going
to propose to her, are you? Oh, don't,
don't, please, Mr.. Bonistelle!"
well. what's the matter nowf
thought you wanted me to-"
ooh. but l don't nowl"
"Flodiel You're crazy Don't you
worry It'll be a happy day for you.
little girl, VIXEN I'm married I'll see
that you got better job than this
Say, where's that other plate-holder?"
"Over on that shelf. Oh, MIR. Boni-
stelle. you'll be awfully unhappy 1
know you Will"
He stopped impatiently.
Unhappy With four millions,
Flodie? With private yacht-a
country house--a villa in Italy, per-
haps-automobiles- yalet-by jove,
l guess mott"
Her face was absurdly distorted
with pain and anxiety. Her fists were
clenched She summoned her courage
for the last despairing stroke. "Oh, she
paints, Mr.. Bonistellel She paints
her face like clownl You wouldn't"
Hall laughed aloud. For heavens
sakel Is that what's troubling your
Now, suppose she's the only woman
who does Ii in all New York; Well,
put your mind at rest, FIDDLE; I'll
promise to reform her after we're mar
ried. Tell her to come in"
Mrs. Royalton wandered into the
studio. She began, as usual, with n
simper and smile. Il don't know
that ought to shake hands with you,
Mr.. Bonistellel You're a bad, bad
boyl Why haven't you been to see
me, all this long while?" She filled
the place with her dulcet personality.
Hall inspected her sagely, as one in
spects valuable object he is expect
ing to purchase, seeing her. as II
were, for the FIRST time His first re-
mark lacked conviction. "Oh, I've
been busy-Renal" That "Rena'
barely saved 1t.
Busy Oh, you're always too busy
for poor little mel I'm sure you'll
take a horrid picture of me-and I did
so want to get good one today!
Mrs. Royalton ratified on, taking on
her veil and inspecting her hair in
the cheval glass. She twitted him on
his impoliteness, she made her bis
eyes bigger. She did the spoiled child
kittenishly.
Hall still seemed distract. He broke
away nervously and went to work II
was his custom to engage his object
In conversation, permitting her t.
change position, talk, drink tea, nirt
OF gesture as she would, while she wal
unaware, and before she began t.
wonder why he did not begin, to have
managed the exposure OF some dozer
plates, from one or two of which hs
was pretty sure to achieve a triumph
of art and naturalness.
this method was impossible today
Hall was too busy making up his mind
and could not do two things at once
You're not paying bit Of attention
to me-" she pouted Mrs. Royalton
babyish, was picture for cynic-
q But Hall was too engrossed in hi
! own thoughts. He caught her will
an untitled finger, cried "Therel" an,
slipped in a plate. THE fact is. an
q a bit worried today" he confessed
!. Gust look a bit over that way. That
n right Finel" He deity pressed tn,
bulb.
4 She went up TO him and patted hi
arm. "Oh, you poor dear mani Oh.
o wish could help him outl"
\ "Oh. no, I'm afraid you can't hell
me-" he said irritably. Il wish I,
heaven you could. Now look upl" h
r commanded Then he dived under tn,
q focusing cloth. and emerged to say
, IT'S partly you that I'm worrying
about, though. Rena."
-. About me? Mol" Mrs. Royaltol
|, was delighted.
Eyes, am. reallyl" He went up L
her and adjusted her jabot
> Her eyes went of at him like
q double-barreled shotgun in an explc
sion OF coquetry. Il suppose you tel
that to every woman you know"
He was in for 1t. now. Nonsense
It's true, Rena."
l. She opened her eyes still wider
d What in the world do you mean 7
d She was hungry for more.
y wait till / get another picture.
II Hall wheeled his camera into a ne'
II position, wondering what to say mex
g. She was animated enough, now, he
a big eyes fairly blazed The ugres
Al had scented the antelope.
/. For some time he held her of Will