The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1916-04-13

both of us If we don't get along"
Roscoe was literal young man, all
stocks and bonds, and he had been
brought up to believe that when man
married he married and settled down"
He knew that young married people
might have friendships, like his wife's
for Lamhorn; but Sibyl and Lamhorn
never "fiirted"--they were always very
matter fact with each other. Roscoe
would have been troubled If Sibyl had
ever told Lamhorn she hoped he was
susceptible.
"Yes-we're neighbours" he said,
awkwardly. Il live across the street"
why, nor she exclaimed, and
seemed startled. Your mother told
me this afternoon that you lived at
home" Slowly a deep color came into
her cheek.
No" he said my wife and l lived
with the old folks the first year, but
that's all. Edith and Jim live with
them, of course"
II see," she said, the deep color
still deepening as she turned from him
and saw, written upon card before
the gentleman at her left, the name,
Mr. James Sheridan, Jr." And from
that moment Roscoe had little enough
cause for wondering what he ought to
reply to her disturbing coquetries.
Mr.. James Sheridan had been anx-
iously waiting for the dazzling visitor
to get through with old Roscoe" and
give a bachelor a chance. "Old Ros-
coe" was the younger, but he had al
ways been the steady wheel-horse of
the family. AS their father habitually
boosted, both brothers were capable,
Woodworking young business men,"
Physically neither was of the height,
breadth or depth of the father. Both
wore young business mems mustaches,
and either could have sat for the tailor
shop Autographs of young business men
wearing rich suitings in dark mix
lures"
Jim, approving warmly OF his neigh
boris profile, perceived her access Of
color, which increased his approba-
ton. whats that old Roscoe saying
to you. Miss Vertrees?" he asked.
These young married men are mighty
forward nowadays, but you mustn't let
'em make you blush"
Am l blushing?' she said. "Are
you sure?" And with that she gave
him ample opportunity to make sure,
repeating with interest the look
wasted upon Roscoe II think you
must be mistaken" she continued. Il
think it's your brother who is blush
ing. I've thrown him into confusion"
"HOw?"
She laughed, and then, leaning to him
n little, said in a tone as confidential
as she could make it, under cover of
the uproar, by trying to begin with
him courtship l meant for your
This might well be a style new to
Jim; and it was. He supposed it a
= nonsensical form of badinage, and yet
it took his breath. He realized that h'
r wished what she said to be the litera
2 truth, and he was instantly shared by
that realization.
by Georgev' he said. II guess
} you're the kind of girl that can say
, anything-yes, and get away with it
] tool"
: She laughed again-in her way, 81
+ that he could not tell whether she wa
laughing at him or at herself or at thu
e nonsense she was talking; and sh
+ said:
T But you see l don't care whether
It get away with it or not l wish you'
8 tell me frankly if you think I've got
n chance to get away with your
7 more like if you've got a chance t
\ get away from me!' Jim was inspire
4 to reply. Not one in the world, esp'
| cially after beginning by making flu
| of me like that"
Il mightn't be so much in fun q
| you think she said, regarding hi
q with sudden gravity.
n well" said Jim, in simple honest
q you're a funny girlr'
s. Her gravity continued an instal
l longer Il may not turn out to
funny for you"
| so long as you turn out to be an
x thing at all for me, l expect l cs
N manage to be satisfied" And wi
q that. to his own surprise, it was
| turn to blush, whereupon she laugh
"a again
y eyes" he said, plaintiyely, n
Il wholly lacking intuition, Il can s
n you're the sort of girl that would laui
n the minute you see a man really mea
al anythingT
"a "Laugh'r' she cried, gayly. owl
t& it might be a matter of life and deaf
n But if you want tragedy, I'd better p
81 the question at once, considering
81 mistake l made with your brother y
~ Jim was dazed. She seemed to
II playing a little game of mockery a
nonsense with him, but he b
Il glimpses of a flashing danger in it;
was but too sensible of being o
81 classed, and had somewhere a c.
seriousness that he could never gu
know this giddy and alluring lady,
,nt matter how long it pleased her to p