The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1919-11-21


you'll understand--thisi' r.
land with the last words he closed
the door in Eugene's face.
Then. not moving away, he stood
Just inside the door,, ahd noted that
the misty silhouette remained upon
the frosted glass for several moments.
az II the forbidden gentleman debated
In his mind what course to pursue.
Let him ring again. r George thought
grimly. "Or try the side door-or the
kitchen /" } '''ii''ti.a f 4sss'a
r But Eugene made no further at
tempt; the silhouette disappeared !;
footsteps could be heard withdrawing
across the fioor Of the veranda; and
George. returning to the window In
the reception ROOM" was rewarded
BY the sight Of an. automobile manu-
facturer in baffled retreat, with all
his w0oing furs and fineries mocking
him. Observing the heaviness Of his
movements as he climbed into the tom
neau. George indulged In a sickish
throat rumble which bore distant
cousinship to mirth, 49,. .......
He went to the library, and, seat
ing himself beside the table whereon
he had placed the photograph Of his
father. picked up a book, and pretend
ed to be engaged In reading it.
Presently Isabel's buoyant step was
heard descending the stairs. She came
Into the library. a fur coat over her
arm, ready to put on, and two wells
round her small black hat. her right
hand engaged in buttoning the glove
upon her left; and, as the large room
contained too many pieces of heavy
furniture, and the inside shutters ex-
Guided most of the light Of day. she
did hot at once perceive Georges
presence. Instead, she went to the bay
window at the end Of the room, which
afforded view Of the street, and
glanced out expectantiy; then bent
her attention upon her glove; after
that. looked out toward the street
again, and turned toward the interior
of the room.
+; why, Georgier'
She came. leaned over from behind
him, and there was a faint. exquisite
odor as from distant apple blossoms
as she kiased his cheek. "Dear, ]
waited lunch almost an hour for you,
but you didn't comet Did you lunch
out somewheref'
4 ''Yes." He did not look up from the
book.
DID you have plenty to eatr
iasYes."
Aitinkling bell was audible. and she
moved to the doorway into the hall.
I'm going out driving, dear. T."
She Interrupted herself to address the
who was passing through
the hall: II think it's Mr.. Morgan,
Mary. Tell him TIL be there at once"
YES ma'am."
Mary returned. "'Twas a peddler,
Another one7" Isabel said, sur
prised. II thought you said it was a
peddler when the bell rang a little
while ago."
Mister George said It was. ma'am |:
be went to the door," Mary informed
her. disappearing.
Ehem." Isabel unused. "What did
yours want to sell, GeorgeT
He didn't say"
you must have cut him of short !"
she laughed; and then, still standing
n the doorway, she noticed the big
silver frame upon the table beside
aim. Gracious, Georgie" she exclaim-
ID. You have been investingp and
~ she came across the room for a
closer view, "Is it's it LucyT she
asked half timidly, half archly. But
he next instant she saw whose like
ness was thus set forth in elegiac
she was silent, except
or Q long, just-audible "OhI"
He neither looked up nor moved.
'That was nice of you, Georgie."
'he said, in a low voice presently. II
'ught to have had it framed, myself.
when I gave 1t to you"
He said nothing. and. standing be-
'ide him, she put her hand gently up
N his shoulder, then as gently with
lrew 1t, and went out of the room.
But she did not go upstairs; he heard
he faint rustic of her dress In the
iall. and then the sound of her foot
'teps In the reception ROOM" After
/ time, silence succeeded even these
light tokens Of her presence; where
lpon George rose and went warily In
o the hall, taking care to make no
loise. and he obtained an oblique view
Il her through the open double doors
Il the reception room" She was sit
ing In the chair which he had occu-
lied SO long; and she was looking
'ut Of the window expectantly-a lit
1e troubled.
He went back to the library, waited
in interminable half hour, then re-
urned noiselessly to the same position
n the hall. where he could see her.
She was still sitting patiently by the
window.
Waiting for that man, was shef
Well, 1t might be quite long wait
And the grim George silently assembled
he stairs to his own room, and began