The Elk Mountain pilot., 1916-10-12
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paused renect1vely, continuing.
"Edith's interested in that Lamhorn
boy; he's good-looking and not stupid.
but think he's" She interrupted
herself with a CHEEKY outcry: "Oh,
I mustn't be calling him names! II
he's trying to make Edith like him I
ought to respect him as a colleague"
"I don't understand thing you're
talking about" Mrs. Vertrees com
planned.
"All the betterl Well. he's bad lot,
that Lamhorn boy: everybody's always
known that, but the Sberidans don't
know the every bodies that know. He
sat between Edith and Mrs. Roscoe
Sheridan. She's like those people you
wondered about at the theater the last
time We went-dressed in ballgowns:
bound to show their clothes and Jewels
somewhere! She natters the father.
and 20 did I, for that matter-but not
that way. treated him outrageously!'
'Sfaryw
That's what nattered him. After
dinner he made the whole regiment of
US follow him all over the house, while
he lectured like a guide on the Pala-
tine. He gave dimensions and costs.
and the whole b'ilin' OF 'em listened as
II they thought lie intended to make
them a present Of the house. What he
was p, oudest Of was the plumbing and
that Bay Of Naples panorama in the
hall. He made us look Mt all the
umbing-bathrooms and everywhere
else-and then he made us look at the
Bay of Naples. He said 1t was hun
dred and eleven feet long, but think
It's more. And he led us all into the
ready-made library to see a poem
Edith had taken G prize with at school.
They'd had 1t printed in gold letters
and framed in mother-of-pearl. But
wistful and nice-he read 1t to us,
though Edith tried to stop him. She
was modest about 1t, and said she'd
never written anything else. And then.
after a while, Mrs. Roscoe Sheridan
asked me to come across the street to
her house with them-her husband and
Edith and Mr.. Lamhorn and Jim Sheri-
dan"
Mrs. vertrees was shocked. Jim"
she exclaimed. MARY, please"
"Of course" said Mary. "Tll make
It as easy for you as can, mamma.
Mr.. James Sheridan, Jr. We went over
there, and Mrs. Roscoe explained that
the men were dying for a drink
though l noticed that Mr.. Lamhorn
was the only ono near deaths door on
that account. Edith and Mrs. Roscoe
said they knew I'd been bored ut the
dinner They were objectionably apollo
getc about 1t, and they seemed to
think now we were going to have
good time to make up for it. But 1
hadn't been bored at the dinner, I'd
been amused; and the good time at
Mrs. Roscoe's was horribly, horribly
stupid"
but, Mary" her mother began, 'is
is" And she seemed unable to
complete the question.
"Never mind. mamma, I'll say it. Is
Mr.. James Sheridan, Jr., stupid? I'm
sure he's not at all stupid about busi
ness. Otherwise Oh, what right
have to be calling people stupid be-
cause they're not exactly my kind2
On the big dinner table they had enor-
nous icing models of the Sheridan
building"
"Oh nor Mrs. vertrees cried. Sure
ly not!'
Eyes, and two other things of that
kind-I don't know what. But, after
all, wondered IL they were so bad.
Well, then, mamma, managed not to
feel superior to Mr.. James Sheridan,
Jr., because he didn't see anything out
of place In the Sheridan building in
sugar"
Mrs. vertrees' expression had lost
mono Of It's anxiety and she shook her
head gravely. NY dear. dear child"