The Elk Mountain pilot., 1916-11-09

what effect such stun would have up
on mel" She rose, visibly agitated.
What II 1t was true?" she demanded,
bitterly. what If 1t was true hun
dred times over? You sit there with
your silly face half ready to giggle and
half ready to sniffle, and tell me stories
like that, about Sibyl picking on Bobby
Lamhorn and worrying him to death,
and you think 1t matters to me? What
II already knew all about their quar-
reling'? What II 1 understood why
she" She broke of with a violent
gesture. a sweep of her arm extended
at full length, as II she hurled some
thing to the ground. do you think a
girl that really cared for man would
pay any attention to that? Or to you.
Blbbs Sheridan"
He looked at her steadily, and his
gaze was as keen as 1t was steady.
She met 1t with unwavering pride.
Finally he nodded slowly. as II she had
spoken and be meant to agree with
Whist she said.
"Ah, yes" he said. ~ won't come
into the smoking room again. I'm
sorry, Edith. Nobody can make you
see anything now. You'll never see
until you see for yourself. The rest Of
us will do better to keep out OF 1t
especially me"'
That's sensible" she responded,
curtly. You're most surprising OF all
when you're sensible. Bibbs."
yes" he sighed. I'm a dull dog.
Shake hands and forgive me, Edith"
Thawing so far as to smile. she un-
derwent this brief ceremony. and
George appeared. summoning Bibbs to
the library; Doctor Gurney was wait
Ing there, he announced. And Blbbs
gave his sister shy but friendly touch
upon the shoulder as complement to
the handshaking. and left her.
Doctor Gurney was sitting by the
log fire, alone In the room, and he
merely glanced over his shoulder when
his patient came in. He was not over
fifty, in spite of Sherldan's habltual
''ole Doc Gurney." He was gray, how
ever. almost as thin as Bibbs, and
nearly always he looked drowsy.
your father telephoned me yester-
day afternoon, Bibbs," he said, not ris-
ing. Wants me to look you over
again. Come around here in front of
me-between me and the fire. l want
to see IL 1 can see through you"
You mean you're too sleepy to
move" returned Bibbs, complying. II
think you'u notice that I'm getting
worse"
Taken on about twelve pounds"
said Gurney. Thirteen, maybe"
Twelve"
well, 1t won't do" The doctor
rubbed his eyelids. You're so much
better III have to use some machinery
on you before we can know just where
you are. You come down to my place
this afternoon. Walk down-all the
way. l suppose you know why your
father wants to know"
Bibbs nodded. Machine shop"
"Still hate it?'
Bibbs nodded again.
Don't blame your the doctor grunt-
ed. Yes, 1 expect it'll make lump in
your gizzard again. Well. what do
you say? Shall 1 tell him you've got
the old lump there YETI You still want
to write, do you?"
whats the use?' Bibbs said, smil-
ing ruefully. MY kind Of writingr
Yes" the doctor agreed. II suppose
if you broke away and lived on roots |
and berries until you began to attract |
the favorable attention of editors you |
might be able to hope for an income of |
four or five hundred dollars a year by |
the time you're fifty"
That's about it," Bibbs murmured. |
"Of course know what you want to |
do said Gurney, drowsily. You don't