The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1920-09-17

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have a good old-time talk while do
my hair"
He stared at her, speeches.. She
had on kimono of soft pink silk en-
broidered with gold flowers. In one
hand she held a silver-backed hair
brush
"Where are your mannersf" she re-
proved. and she went to set two chairs
before the full-length mirror on the
wall opposite the bathroom passage.
"Come. don't want to have to shout
to you over there. Sit down and be-
have"
He started to obey, and blushed as
his stockinged feet appeared from I'M
perched on one of the chairs and was
studying herself in the mirror.
He seated himself In the chair close
beside her. She handed him the hair
brush and put up both. hands to her
head. The loose sleeves of her kimo-
no slipped down. barring her dimpled
white arms. He stared, fascinated. at
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were nimbly drawing the pins from
her hair. Soon the thick coils began
to sag.
She shook her head. All the glossy
brown locks came tumbling down
about her slender shoulders. She
turned sideways, with her back to
him, and, clnsping the hairpins in her
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dering admiration at the wealth of rip
ping hair and the shapely little head
from which 1t flowed down.
"Why don't you begin?" she impa-
tiently demanded. you'll never fin
lsh unless you start"
"Start?"
Brushing, stupid"
'You-do you mean you wish me to
to brush your hair?'
"Oh, no; I'm merely sitting here for
you to look at" she bantered. Don't
be goose"
She caught the brush from him and
made half a dozen vigorous strokes,
each time running her free hand under
the brown maze. He took the brush
from her backward-st hand,
and asked In a deep low tone: Am
to hold 1t that way with my hand"
T., How else can you do it right?" she
replied.
He cautiously took a full stroke
from her forehead back across her
dainty head and down the ripping
mass of hair. His smile was now that
of man completely lost in bllssful in
toxication.
That's better" she said; "only still
harder. Don't be afraid. I'm not
paper doll-There, that's the way.
Now can settle down and talk. First
Of all, I'm going to tell you the bad
news and get through with it."
''Yes?" he asked, inhaling the dell
ciOus fragrance Of her hair.
you're not listening, and It's very
cross at Charlie"
He stffened at the name. instantly
attentive. THAT fellow? What about
him? Has he-Y
Eyes. But that's not the trouble.
the bank has been making fuss.
1t can wait The horrid thing Is that
about those bonds you lost. They
claim that you have lot of money in
a Chicago bank
YES What Of it?"
"That proves what l told Charlie.
OF course you don't realize-yeu can't
realize"
Realize what7" he asked, pausing
in the midst of long brush stroke.
! "Why, about the bonds"
"You mean the bonds lost by your
brother7"
, Charlie knows some one who has
found out all about them. 1t must
have been detective. He found the
key of the safe deposit vault in your
: pocket"
. an my pocket"
1 Charlie said the man said the keJ
was found in your pocket, and-Oh.
= forgot. He said It was all secret yet
. But of course you're my brother, ant
+ you ought to know. and you won't tel
/. will your"
t "Why should II Please go on.
fail to understand about the key. Blu
e how about 1t? If it was a detectiv,
e that found the key, he must have dis
covered where 1t belonged and fount
|, the missing bonds"