The Parma herald. (Parma, Idaho) 1903-1917, 1916-04-06
CHAPTER !.
Beginnings.


And SO you have really made UP
your mind, RichardY'
with your consent, MOTHER
Mrs- Farquhar sighed and tapped an
impatient tattoo on the fender with her
small, well-shod foot.
MY share In the matter hos not the
sngntest Importance. You might have
spared me the farce"
ITS not farce; as 1t happens.
want your consent. It's true-pl1
marry without it-but 1t will make all
the difference to my happiness He
put his head little to one side and
looked at her whimsically. REALLY.
motner, VOC are the last person to
blame me for falling In love. 1t was
you who taught me to adore the sex "
she made no answer But she
glanced up at the tall Venetian mirror
and her mouth relaxed. She updoubt-
edly possessed q charm which made II
seem scarcely credible that the man
beside her was her son. She was small |
out beautifully made. She possessed |
the nameess quality which excuses
everything and has sent men I'm all |
ages from crime to great place and |
from great place to the gallows. Rich |
ara Fafquhar bore her no resemblance
hough IT was conceivable that without
tne Wig and the coating of powder she
mfgnt have revealed a certain similar
ny or coloring. His face and broad
shouidered, narrow-hipped figure re-
Veaied race, also vigor and headstrone
temperament, which peculiar light in
me eyes accentuated. At the moment
lis expression was gay, but II yelled
excitement and something obstfnatelv
'esolved.
you are a vain old womanr' he
ala lightly Il believe you expected
ne to be dancing at your apron strings
blind alteration all my life."
L did nothing of the sort. wanted
gu to marry-but not Sylvia Omney.p
He looked at her In unconcealed sur
rise. Possibly her tone was new TO
im. II was sharp and irritable; It re-
eaied her suddenly as an old woman
mink | must be rather like nv
amer he said thoughtfully. at DOM
emember him. and have never seen
nything of his save an old letter 10
ou mere II Isl From his breast
ocket he took out an old letter COW
req with yellow. faded writing and
htoiued It. ut gives me a queer
eeung' too. when read it." be went
u slowly. Il might have written II
iyself-to the woman | loved ne
aust have loved you madly. mother
ms feels In every line that Won were
'engion to hlm-that he would have
old himself, body and soul"
"Don'tr' she interrupted sbarnlv an
riiy' Then she gave a shrlll. unsteady
tile laugh.
MY poor Richardl Yes, you are like 4,
im-very like him. But IL It's the
'ronx woman-what then?"
"Of course. It must not be the WRONG
oman" he said slowly. but my IN.
Ter chose rightly, as | know / bave
losen. have chosen woman ftsr !,
Is own heart-sylvia is ike Won
Iothor." 49,
Sylvia is like mey' She lifted her
'ded, still beautiful eyes to his face
e. suppose she is-what men call :
womanly woman. God help men =
ON what they call womanly women.
'eif'-she turned away with a care- ),
IS, almost contemptuous movement =
the shoulders-"I can't save Won
AXE my blessing. Richard. That's =
nat you want, isn't It'll" :"
THANK you. may bring Sylvia 70 :,
e your" - ~ al
OF course Sylvia and get on very y,
III. Has anything been heard of the -
otherY' '. '"e
= don't think so. But l shall hear o. o.
nisht" Oh
Out bis throat probably She m
need back at him with curious m 49,
smile on her colorless face. "All the hs
mo- Sylvia Is lucky. am rather 10
'uu OF you myself. Richard. You w w
the only man know who dresses -
perfect taste without looking . vuI. b.
nocdls- Good night" 80
We kiszed him hurriedly a. he hold A.,
ooor open for her, and for an in 10
ct abe looked up into his face WITH w.