Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1917-12-13

."Thank you." ne said. II am due at
my hotel. I'm going back to Cumber-
land tomorrow morning. and my errand
Is already done"
"You will do nothing Of the sort !"
John declared.
"Please be amiable." SOphy begged.
."If you won't come with US. ] shall
simply run away and leave you with
John. You needn't look at your
clothes" she went on. I'VE can 60 to
q grillroom. John sha'n't dress, either.
I want you to tell me all about Cum
berland, where this brother. Of yours
lives. He doesn't tell US half enough"
John passed his arm through his
brothers and led him away.
"Come and have wash, old chap"
he said.
They dined together at Luigls,
curlousiy assorted triO-SOphy. be-
tween the two men, supplying a dis
tinctly allen note. She was always
gay, always amusing. but although she
addressed most of her remarks to
Stephen, he never once unbent He ate
and drank simply, seldom speaking Of
himself or his plans, and npnly mega
tiving all their suggestions for the re-
mainder Of the evening. Occasionally
he glanced at the clock. John became
conscious Of a certain feeling of curl
oslty, which In a sense Sophy shared.
Your brother seems to me like a
man with purpose" she said, as they
stood in the entrance hall on their way
out of the restaurant Like prophet
with mission. perhaps should say"
| John nodded. In the little passage
where they stood, he and Stephen
seemed to dwarf the passers-by. The
men, In their evening clothes and pallid
faces, seemed suddenly Insignificant,
and the women like dolls.
"For the last time, Stephen" John
said won't you come to a music hall
with us?"
II have made my plans for the eve
ming. thank YOU" Stephen replied,
holding out his hand. Good night !"
He left them standing there and
walked of down the Strand. John, look
ing after him, frowned. He was con-
scious of certain foreboding.
II suppose" Sophy sighed. az they
waited for taxicab, I'VE shall spend
the remainder of the evening In the
usual fashion,
do you mlnd?" John asked.
NO" she assented resignedly. "That
play will end by making a driving
idiot Of me. If Louise 10 tired tonight,
though, warn you that shall insist
upon supper"
wen drive Louise home, and then I'll
take you back to Luigi's. We haven't
been out together for some time, have
wei?
She looked up at him with a little
grimace and patted his hand.
you have neglected me-" she said.
II think all these fine ladies have
turned your head"
She drew little closer to him and
passed her arm through his. John
made no responsive movement. He was
filed with resentment at the sensation
Of pleasure that her affectionate ges-
ture gave him.
The curtain was up and the play in
progress when they reached the box
that John had taken for the season.
The spell of 1t all, against which he
had so often fought, came over John
anew. He set his chair back against
the wall and watched and listened, q
veritable sense Of hypnotism creeping
over his senses. Presently the same
impulse which had come to him sc
tmany times before induced him to TURF
his head. to read In the faces Of the au
dience the reflection of her genius. He
had often watched those long lines Of
faces changing, each In Its own way
under the magic of her art. Tonigh
he looked beyond. He knew very vel
that his search had special object
Suddenly he gripped the arms OF hi
chair. In the front row of the pit sit
ting head and shoulders taller than tn,
men and women who lounged over tn
wooden rest In front Of them. wa
, Stephen. More than ever, among thes
inappropriate surroundings, he SCENE,
to represent something almost patri
archal, forbidding and disapprovtn
\
modern and unworthy wantonness. Hi
face, stern and grave. showed littl
, sign of approval or disapproval. but t
Johns apprehending eyes the critics
sense was there, the verdict fore
!, doomed. He understood as In q fias
that Stephen had come there to 1udg
once more the woman whom his broth
, er desired.
The curtain went up again and tn
play moved on, with subtle yet inevits
BILE dramatic power, toward the hate
, and dreaded crisis.
!, The play came to an end presently
amid a storm Of applause. The grir
' figure In the front of the pit RENAME
, motionless and silent. He was one @
7 the last TO leave. and John watched hi
. retreating figure with sigh. Soph
drew him away.
} I'VE had better hurry round" sn'
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