The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1919-11-21

linen, NOT moving away, he stood
just inside the door. and noted that
the misty silhouette remained upon
the frosted glass for several moments.
as II the forbidden gentleman debated
In his mind what course to pursue.
LET him ring again. George thought
grlmly. "Or try the side door-or the
kitcheni |"
But Eugene made no further at
tempt; the silhouette disappeared !;
footsteps could be heard withdrawing
across the floor 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 woolng furs and fineries mocking
him. Observing the heaviness OF his
movements rs he climbed into the ton
neau, George INDUCED In a sickish
throat rumble which bore a distant
cousinship to mirth.
He went to the library, and, seat
ing himself beside the table whereon
he had placed the photograph OF his
father, picked up book, and pretend
ed to be engaged In reading 1t.
Presently Isabefs buoyant step was
heard descending the stairs. She came
into the library, 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
hnr loft ~ tho a
contained too many pieces of heavy
| furniture, and the inside shutters ex
Guided most of the light Of day, she
did mot at once perceive Georges
presence. Instead, she went to the bay
window at the end of the room, which
afforded view of the street, ant
glanced out expectantly; then ben
her attention upon her glove; aftel
that, looked out toward the stree
again, and turned toward the interior
Of the room.
"Why, Georglew
She came, leaned over from behin'
him, and there was faint, exquisit
odor as from distant apple blossom
as she kissed his cheek. Dear,
waited lunch almost an hour for yol
but you didn't comet Did you lunc
cut somewhere
"Yes." He did not look up from tn
book.
did you have plenty to eati"
"Yes."
A TICKLING bell was audible, and sh
moved to the doorway into the hall
Pm going out driving, dear. L
She interrupted herself to address tn
housemaid, who was passing through
the hall: II think It's Mr.. Morgan
Mary. Tell him I'll be there at once.
Eyes, ma'am."
Mary returned. "'Twas a peddler
ma am"
Another one" Isabel said, sur
prised. II thought you said 1t was
peddler when the bell rang a littl
while ago."
mister George said 1t was, ma'nm
he went to the door," Mary informe
her, disappearing.
"There seem to be great many O
them" Isabel unused. "What di
yours want to sell, George7"
! "He didn't say"
you must have cut him of short !
she laughed; and then, still standin
in the doorway, she noticed the bi
silver frame upon the table besd
him. Gracious, George !" she exclain
ed. "You have been investingv an
as she came across the room for
closer view, 'Is it's it Lucy?" sh
asked half timidly, half archly. Blu
the next instant she saw whose like
ness was thus set forth In elegia
splendor-and she was silent, exceI
for long, just-audible "Oh"
He neither looked up nor moved.
'sThat was nice of you, George,
she said, in low voice presently.
ought to have had 1t framed, mysel
when I gave 1t to you"
He said nothing, and. standing b.
side him, she put her hand gently VI
on his shoulder, then as gently witt
drew 1t, and went out Of the room
But she did not go upstairs; he hear
the faint rustic Of her dress In tt
hall, and then the sound Of her foo
steps in the reception ROOM" ATT
q time, silence succeeded even thes
slight tokens Of her presence: wher
upon George rose and went warily Il
to the hall, taking care to make r
noise, and he obtained an obliQue vie
Of her through the open double doc
of the reception room" She was 81
ting In the chair which he had occ
pied SO long; and she was lookir
out Of the window expectantly-a II
tie troubled.
he went back to the library, waite
IN interminable half hour, then r
" turned noiselessly to the same positit
in the hall, where he could see he
She was still sitting patiently by Il
, window.
Waiting for that man, was sh
r Well 1t might be quite long wal
o And the grim George silently ascend
s the stairs to his own room, and begi
! to pace his suffering floor.
He left his door open, however, al
h when he heard the front door b,