The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-01-13

| nothing to Tony. and she had let the
! play go too far now to convince him
that she did not return something of
| his feeling
She looked down at him now, con-
! tent to be alone with her and at her
feet, and a hundred mixed emotions
stirred her. His feeling for her was
not only pitiable and absurd in him.
but it was rapidly reaching the point
when 1t would make her absurd and
pitiable. too. Nina. instinctively
renting the affair, had already eI-
pressed herself as hating that idiot; :"
Ward had scowled, of late, at the mere
mention of Tony's name. Even her
husband, the patient Richard, seeing
the youth ensconce himself firmly be-
side her In the limousine, had had
aside his mild comment: us this young
man a fixture In our family. dear?"
"You should be playing tennis,
Tony" said Isabelle.
"Tennis !" A look of distaste crossed
Anthony's face.
"Please-Cheriel" he begged.
There was a silence trimming with
sweetness and color. Tony laid his
hand against her knee. CROPPED until
her own warm, smooth fingers were In
his own.
"Does Mr.. Carter play golf tomor-
row." he asked, presently.
81 suppose SOL"
"And you-what do you dor
ooh, have full day People to
lunch. friends of Madame Carter"
The boy laughed triumphantly.
II knew you'd say that!' he said
"Now, I'll tell you about tomorrow.
You and 1 are going to slip away. at
about one O'Clock, and go or In the
gray car. Well go up lowell. some
where, and well have our lunch under
the trees Well be back at about four.
for the tea callers, and they may have
you until I come back for dinner.
After dinner well walk on the terrace
as we did two wonderful, wonderful
nights ago. and perhaps" His voice
had fallen to rich and tender note.
his eyes were rapt. Perhaps he
said, "just before we go In, at the
end of the terrace, you'll look up at
the stars again"
ssTony I" Isabelle interrupted. her
face brilliant with color. my dear
boy-my dear boy. think where this !
is going to end. In all reason-in all
reason"
isabelle, what in Gods name has |
reason to do with Ii !" He knelt be- |
fore her, and caught her hands, and |
Isabelle had terrified fear that |
Ward. or Nina, or any one else, might |
see him. "The instant you realize |
what YOU and | are to each other, my |
darling" he said. you begin 10 talk
of reason. Love Isn't reason, Cherie
It's the dlvinest unreason in the
world Cherie. there's never been
another woman for me: there never
Will be: | can't live without you; l
don't want to You're frightened now,
YOU don't know how we can manage
II. Bur I'll find the way. The only
thing that matters is that you must
belong to me-you shall belong to me
as / to you in every fiber of nay be-
ing"
'sTony-for Heavens sake" Isa-
belle was in an agony. Somebody was
He had gotten to his
feet, and was gloomily staring at the
river. when Nina Carter, followed by
a great white Russian hound, came
flying down the steps.
Mother" Nina, tall, overgrown
girl. with spectacles on her straight
nose. and straight. light-brown hair in
thick braids. stopped short and gave
her mothers companion a look Of
whitening dlstaste. Mother" she be-
gan again, "aren't you coming up for
tea?'
ASK Betty Allen to pour said
Mrs. Carter, regaining her composure
rapidly, and assuming the air Of host
ess at once