The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1916-06-22

laognter foored loudly. lies, you did
You didn't have any other reason! Oh
no! You don't want to break 1t up be-
tween Bobby Lamhorn and me be-
cause"
''Edie, Edie! Now, nowr'
"Oh. hush up, mammal! I'd like to
know IL he Oughtn't to come here, what
about his not going to her house.
How"
i've explained that to Mother Sheri-
dan" Sibyrs voice indicated that she
vas descending the stairs. Married
people arc not the same. Some things
that s80uld be shielded from a young
giri--"
This seemed to have no very sooth-
lag effect upon Edith. Shielded from
a young girl'!" she shrilled. You seem
pretty willing to be the shield! You
look out Roscoe doesn't notice what
kind of a shield you arew
Sibyl'J answer was inaudible, but
Mrs. Sheridan's fiurried attempts at
~pacification were renewed.
"Oh, hush up. mamma, and let me
alone! If you dare tell papa"
well, Wen see. You just come back
in your W room, and we'll"
"No! | won't talk II OVER Stop
pulling me! Let me alonet' And
Edith, fiinging herself violently upon
Bibbs' door, jerked it open, swung
round it into the room, slammed the
door behind her. and threw herself,
face down, upon the bed ia such a riot
of emotion that she had No perception
Of Bibbs' presence in the room. Gasp
ing and sobbing in a passion of tears,
she beat the coverlet and pillows with
her clenched fists. SNEAK" she bab-
bled aloud. "SAeak! Snake-in-the-
grass! Cat!''
Bibbs saw that she did not know he
was there, and he went softly toward
the door, hoping to get away before
she became aware Of him; but some
sound of his movement reached her,
and she sat up, sta rtled, facing him.
"Bibbs! l thought / saw you so out
a while ago."
"Yes. came back, though. I'm
sorry"
Did you boar me quarrelinS with
Sibyl?"
"Only what you said In the hall. You
lie down again, Edith. I'm going out"
NO; don't 60" She applied a
1a ,,lIynrAhin T., ka. -,, o.,;ttaI A
sob, and repeated her request. Don't
go. l don't mind you; you're quiet,
anyhow. Mammals so fussy, and
never gets anywhere. l don't mind
you at all. but l wth you'd sit down."
"All right" And he returned to his
chair beside the tTrak. go ahead and
cry all ysu want. Edith" he said. mo
harm in that!"
"Sibyl told mamma-oh!" she began,
choking. MARY vertrees had mamma
and Sibyl and I to tea, one afternoon
two weeks o. so ago, and she had
some women there that Sibyrs been
crazy to get in with, and she just laid
herself cut to make a hit with 'em. and
she's been running after ZEN ever
since, aud now she comes over here
and says they say Bobby Lamhorn Is
so bad that, ven though they like his
family, none Of the nice people in
town would let him in their houses.
In the frSt place, it's a ~faisehood, and
| don't believe a werd of it.; and in the
second place | know the resson she
did it, and, what's more, she knows l
know it! l won't say what it is-not
yct-because papa and all Of you would
think I'm as crazy as she is snaky;
and Roscoe's such a fool he'd probably
quit speaking to me. But it's true!
Just you watch her; that's all | ask.
Just you watch that You'll
see!!"
AS it happened, Bibbs was literally
watching that woman" CHANGING
from the window, he saw Sibyl pause
upon the pavement in front of the old
house next door. She stood a mement,
in deep thought, then walked quickly
up the path to the door, undoubtedly
with the intention OF calling. But he
did not mention this to his sister, who,
after delivering herself Of a rather
vague jeremiad upon the subject OF
her sister-in-law's treacheries, departed
to her own chamber, leaving him to his
speculatlons.
Mary Vertrees was at that rloi1ient
wondering what internal excitement
Mrs. Roscoe Sheridan was striving to
master. But Sibyl had no idea that
she was allowing herself to exhibit
anything except the gayety which she
conceived proper to the N of a
casual caller. She was no more self
conscious than she vas finely intelli-
gent. Sibyi followed her impulses with
no reflection or question-it was like a
hound on the gallop after a master on
horseback. She had not even the in
stinct to stop and consider her effect.
If she wished to make a certain i'm
preston she believed that she made 1t.
She believed that she was believed.
MY mother asked me to say that
she was sorry she couldn't come down."
Mary said. when they were seated.
Sibyl ran the scale Of a cooling sim
ulance of laughter, which she mad been
brought up to consider the polite thing