The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1920-02-19
CHAPTER xvIII-contlnued.

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But q moment later, as he turned
from the shelves Of glass jars against
the wall. with the potion she had ask
ed for In his hand. he uttered an ex-
ciamstion: "For goshes sake, Miss !"
And, describing this adventure to his
fellow boarders, that evening, "Sagged
pretty near 20 the counter. she was"
be said "'F ! hadn't been a bright,
quick. ready-forauything young fella
she'd "a fiGmmixed plum was
watchin' her out tine window-talkln'
TO some young s'lety fella. and she
was all right then. She was all right
when she came In the store, too. Yes,
sir; the prettlest girl that ever walk
ed In our place and took one good look
at rne. I reckon 1t must be the truth
what some you town wags say about
my facel''
At that hour the heroine Of the
susceptible clerks romance was en-
gagged In Frightening the rosy little
coal fire under the white mantelplece
In her pretty white and blue boudoir.
Four photographs all framed in decor
Gus plain silver went 10 the anthra-
cites fierce Observation-Disclosures and
all-and three packets OF letters and
notes In q charming Florentine treas
ure box Of painted wood; nor was the
box, any more than the silver frames,
spared this rousing finish. Thrown
heartily upon live COAL the fine wood
Ia1 L. Aau L..
TO an alarming blaze which scorched
the white ma 1telplece. but Lucy stood
and looked on without moving.
IL was not Eugene who told her
what had happened at Isabel's door.
When she got home. she found Fanny
cursion OF Fanny's for the purpose, pre-
sumably, OF "letting out" again; be-
cause that was what she did. She told
Lucy everything Except her own la
mentable part In the production of the
recent mlseries) and concluded with
q tribute to George; "The worst OF IL
IN. he thinks he's been such hero.
and Isabel does, too. and that makes
him more than twice as awful. It's
been the same all his life; everything
he did was noble and perfect. He had
q domineering nature to begin with.
and she let II go on. and fostered II
till II absolutely ruled her. / never
saw palmer case of persons fault
making them pay for having IL She
goes about, overseeing the packing
and praising George and pretending TO
be perfectly cheerful about what he's
done. She pretends he did such a fine
thing-so manly and protectlye-go-
Ing to Mrs. johnson. And so heroic
doing what his principles made him
even though he knew what II would
cost him with you And all the while
It's almost killing her-what he said
to your father She's always been
lofty enough. so 10 speak. and had the
greatest Idea OF the Ambersons being
superior to the rest OF the world.s and
all that. but rudeness, or anything like
a scene or any bad manners-they
always just made her sick But she
could never see what Georges man
ners were-oh. It's been terrible
adulation It's going to be a task
for me. living in that big house. all
alone; you must come and see me-
mean after they've gone, OF course.
I'll 20 crazy II l don't see something
OF people. I'm. sure you'll come as
often as you can. ! know you too well
TO think you'll be sensitive about COM
ing there. or being reminded OF
George. Thank heaven you're too we'll
balanced" Miss. Fanny concluded,
with a profound feryor. 'you're too
well-balanced 10 let anything affect
you deeply about that-that monkeyl"
The four photographs and the paint
ed Florentine box went 10 their cremA-
ton within the same hour that Miss
Fanny spoke; and little later Lucy
called her father In, as he passed her
door. and pointed TO the blackened area
on the underslde OF the mantelplece,
and TO the burnt heap upon the coal.
where some metallic shapes still re-
tained outline. She flung her arms
about his neck In passionate sym
pathy. telling him that she knew what
had happened to him; and presently
he began TO comfort her and managed
an embarrassed laugh.
swell, we'll" he said. ~ was too
old for such foollshness to be getting
into my head, anyhow"
"No, not" she sobbed. "And II you
knew how ! despise myself for-for
ever having thought one instant about
oh, Miss Fanny called him the right
name: that monkey He Isl"
There, think agree with you."
Eugene said grimly, and In his eyes
there was a steady light OF anger that
was to last. "Yes ! think ! agree with
you about thatw
"There's only one thing TO do with
such a person." she said vehemently.
''rhat's TO put him out OF our thoughts