The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-07-13

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"Hs swors He'd Marry Edith shsri.
dan."
Robert Lamhorn cares the snap Of his
finger for herr Do you suppose man
like him would look at Edith Sheri-
dan II II wasn't for the money! And
again Slbyl's emotion rose to the sur
face. IL tell you he's after nothing
on earth but to get his finger In that
old mans money pile, over there, next
doorl He'd marry anybody to do 1t.
Marry Edith7" she cried. II tell you
he'd marry their niger cook for thatw
She stopped, afraid-at the wrong
time-that she had been too vehement,
but a glance at Mary reassured her,
and Sibyl decided that she had pro-
duced the effect she wished. Mary
was not looking at her; she was star
ing straight before her at the wall. her
eyes wide and shining. She became
visibly little paler as Sibyl looked at
her.
"After nothing on earth but to get
his finger In that old mans money
pile, over there next doorw The voice
was vulgar, the words were vulgar
and the plain truth was vulgar! How
It rang In Mary Vertrees' ears! The
clear mirror had caught its own image
clearly In the flawed one at last.
Sibyl put forth her best bid to
clench the matter. She offered her
bargain. "Now, don't you worry" she
sald sunnily, "about this setting
Edith against you. She'll get over It
after a while. And another thing-I
guess you won't mind Jlm's own sis
ter-in-law speaking OF It. or course,
I don't know just how matters stand
between you and Jim, but sisters-in-
law can do lots OF things to help mat
ters on like that. There's lots OF
little things can be said, and lots"
She stopped. puzzled. Mary Yertrees
had gone from pale to scarlet, and now,
still scarlet indeed, she rose, without
a word of explanation, or any other
kind OF word, and walked slowly to the
| open door and out OF the room.
| Slbyl was a little taken aback. She
supposed Mary had remembered some
thing neglected and would return in
moment; but It was rather rude
excess OF ABSENT t-mipdedness not to
have excused herself, especially as
her guest was talking. And, Mary's
return being delayed, Slbyl looked at
her watch and frowned; went to a
window and stood looking out upon
the brown lawn, then came back to
the chair she had abandoned, and sat
again. There was no sound In the
house.
A strange expression began imper-
ceptibly to alter the planes OF her
face, and slowly she grew as scarlet
as Mary-scarlet to the ears. She
went into the hall, glanced over her
shoulder oddly; then she let herself
softly out of the front door, and went
across the street to her own house.
Roscoe met her upon the threshold,
gloomlly. saw you from the win
dow" he explained. "You must find
lot to say to that old lady"
"What old lady?"
Mrs. Vertrees. | been waiting for
you long time, and | saw the daugh-
ter come out, fifteen minutes ago and
post letter, and then walk on up the
street. Don't stand out on the porch, +"
he said, GROSSLY. "Come In here.
There's something it's come time I'll
have to talk to you about Come in!'
But as she was moving to obey he
glanced across at his fathers house
and started. He lifted his hand to
shield his eyes from the setting sun,
staring fixedly. Something's the mat
ter over there" he muttered, and then,
more loudly, as alarm came inso his
voice, he said, whats the matter over
there?'
Blbbs dashed out Of the gate In on
automobile set at its highest speed
and as he saw Roscoe he made a ges.
turn slngularly eloquent of calamity
and was lost at once In cloud OF dust
down the street. Edith had followed
part OF the way down the drive, and II