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


v~d have a holiday"
she showed puEziemcnt a holl.
day, What. the offlccf All Of yous-
she had paused three steps from
the foot Of the stairs. her right hand
On the banisters.
His wife
He slid hts hand ur the ran and
rested Il on hers. Good lord. no.
Not the office. No. I suddenly
thought we'd have a holiday. You
and |. -
He half hoped she would respond
10 the touch % his hand by turning
the palm Of her own to Il. But he
thought. why should shey'' and she
did not. she said. "But how extraor.
binary Whatever forr'
-weii, why notF"
"Rut what did you say az the Of.
ficef What reason did you givev'
-Didnt give any. just said 1
thought | wouldn't be hack"
-Bus whatever win Mr.. Fortune
think .
''oh. what does n matter what ne
Thinks lie won't think anything
ahou, H."
but he'll think n funny"
What times iunch- Halt. past
cnef What about getting your bike
and going for bit Of a run firutr"
She was AZ drawer Of her table
where she kept. with beautiful neat
ness. implements for various house
hold duties. A pair OF long scissors
came out. II can't possibly. i've
things 10 do. Besides some ones
coming 20 lunch"
He began to feel he had been a
fool. The feeling ncttied him and he
thought. why some on~'r Dash n.
! might be a stranger IN the house.
Why doesn't she say whoT.' And
then he thought. why should sher
This Is Just Il. I'd have heard all
about II at breakfast n Id been de
Gently communicative
He said. Good. who"
She took q shallow basket from
the shelf. He knew this and the long
scissors for her flower cutting nipple
ments. Mr.. Ragshaw."
And before he could stop himself
he had Grosned. '>oh. iordr'
She flew up" and he rushed m
unanimously to make amends for
his blunder and prevent her flying
up.
Mark. I DO wish"
I'm sorry. I'm SORRY. really am
most awfuily sorry. Mabel. Oh.
iord' 5 not really profanity. You
know MS not It's just my way
Il know that
But he persevcred. AS a matter
Of fact. It's clear connection OF
thought In this case. Barshaw's a
clergyman. and my mind flew In.
stsnfiy to celestial things"
She did not respond to this. I'm
any case. really cannot see why
.ou should object to Mr.. Boom Bag.
shaw
He laughed and came across IN.
room toward her impuisiveiy. He
wSs going to cArry this thru. You've
Eot me there. Properly" He took
tho basket from her hand. Come
on. we'll cut the flowers I'll b. alb
soiuteiy chatfy with old Bagshaw. .
She smiled and her smile encour-
aged him tremendously. This wa.
the way 10 do u, They went thru
the glass doors into the garden and
he continued. Really chatty. I'm
going to turn over a new leaf. As
a matter Of fact. that's why came
back / got out OF bed the wrong
aide this morning. didn't II"
She said, WAS that the reason
How awfuiiy funny Of you.- and she
gave one Of her sudden bursts Of
laughter.
shs cut the first rose and held II
20 her lips. smelling IT, Lovely.
who was your letter from. Mark"
He thought, How on earth did
she know He had forgotten II
himself. How ever did you know
From Lady Tybar. They're back .
Il saw you from the window with
the postman- Lady Tybar. What
ever was she writing 20 you about -
He somehow did not like this. Why
''whatever''g And being watched was
rather beastiy: he remembered he
had fiddled about with the letter
t.K xxftf ~ In bf~ r<NeE~f and sher