The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-04-04

where tho flowers had been and
where now was her embroidery bas-
kct. She was embroldering. an art
which. In common with all the do
nestle arts. she performed 10 perfoe-
ton.
"Basshaw's later" said Sabre.
Mabel glanced at tho clock. Her.
gesture above her busy needle was
pretty.
We'll. he want absolutely surr
about coming. though, we wouidn't
walt. An. there he Ia"
Their. was only one person In all
England who. arriving at Crsw.
shaws. would not have been gently
but firmly EMBODIED ny the machine
like order % It's perfect admlnls,ra-
ton and been led In and introduced
with rites proper to the occasion. But
that one person was tho Reverend
Cyril Boom Bagrhaw. and he now
ssrolled across the threshold and into
the room.
He stroIled In. lie wore = we'll
made suit OF dark gray flannel.
ht1Wh tIRNIf hfsbFH AAltA SUI N1fA&t
with a black tie tied in a sailors
knot He dizliked clerical dress and
he rarely wore u. lie was dark. Ills
good looking face bore habitusliy a
rather sutty expression IA tho he
wore q little bored or dissatisfied.
You would never have thought. 10
look at him. that he was a clergy.
man. or. an he would have said. q
priest. and In no; thinking thai you
would have paid him the compliment,
that pleased him most. This was not
because Mr.. Boom Rsx~haw lacked
earnestns1a In his calling. for he WINS
enormously Tn earnest. but because
he disiiked and desplsed the conven.
tional habits and manners and ap'
pearance OF the clergy and. In any
case. intensely disilked being one Of
class. For the same reasons he
wore a monocie: not because the
vision OF his right eye was defective,
but because no clergyman wears a
monocie. II il not done by the priest.
hood and that IL why the Reverend
cyril Boom Bazshaw did Il.
He .troiled n.wligentiy into the
morning room. HIS hands In hts
trousrr pockets. the skirt Of his jack.
ct rumpIed on his wrists. He gave
the impression OF having bean stroll.
ing about the house all day and OF
now strolling In here for want Of a
better room TO stroll into. lie nodded
negilgently 10 Sabre. -Huiio. Sabre. =
He smiled negligently at Mabel and
~ "a
edge Of the table. stiIi with his hands
in his pockets.
vi
A silver entree dish was placed be.
fore Mabel, another before Sabre
Low Jinks removed her mistress Gov
or and Mr.. Boom Barrhaw pushed
aside n flower vase TO obtain view
81 don't eat salmon" he remarked.
The vase was now between himself
and Sabre. lie again moved Il. "or
outlets"
Mabel exclaimed. -oh. dear Nov
got this salmon In specially from
TidborouRh."
'In have some of that ham, said
Mr.. Boom Bagshaw: and he arose
sulkily and strolled 10 the sideboard
where he rather suikiiy cut from q
ham in thick wedges. The house was
clearly his house.
He addressed himself 90 Mabel.
Now In a very few weeks you'll no
longer have to get things from It'd
borough. Mrs. Sabre-salmon or any.
thiig else. Tho shops In Market
Square are going the minute they're
complete. I got n couple OF fish.
mongers only Yesterday
"Twor' said Mabel
Two. encourage competition.
No one Is going to sleep in the Gar
den Home
what will all the bedrooms be
used for Them" Sabre inquired.
Hs directed tho fork at Sabre and
after an impressive moment spoke:
you know, Sabre. don't think
you're quite alive TO what II II that
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