White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1923-09-28

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Has Mr. Moody told you who | am,
and what want with you? Very
good May 1 offer you my arm? No!
You like to be independent, don't you?
All right don't object. l am an
amiable Cd man, am. About this
Lady Lydiard, now? Suppose you tell
me how you first got acquainted with
her"
In some surprise at this question,
Isabel told her little story. Observing
Sharons face while she was speaking.
Moody saw that he was not paying
the smallest attention to the nara
tive His sharp, shameless black eyes
watched the girls face absently; his
gross lips curled upward in sardonic
and self-satisfied smile. He was evil
IDENTIFY setting trap for her Of some
kind without word of warming
while Isabel was in the middle of a
sentence-the trap opened, with the
opening of Old Sharon's lips
81 say" he burst out, "how came
you to seal her ladyship's letter-eh?"
The question bore no sort Of rela-
ton, direct or indirect, to what Isabel
happened to be saying at the moment.
In the sudden surprise of hearing it,
she started and fixed her eyes in as
constituent on Sharon's face The old
vagabond chuckled to himself. did
you see that?" he whispered to Moody.
II beg your pardon, miss" he went
on; 81 won't interrupt you again. Lord,
how interesting it is!--ain't it, Mr.
Moody? Please to go on, miss
But Isabel though she spoke with
perfect sweetness and temper, de-
clined to go on. IL had better tell you,
sir. how | came to seal her ladyship's
, letter." she said IF l may venture
on giving my opinion, that part Of my
story seems to be the only part of it
which relates to your business with
me today"
Without further preface she de
scribed the circumstances which had
led to her assuming the perilous re
sponsibility of sealing the letter Old
Sharon's wandering attention began
to wander again; he was evidently oc
cupied in setting another trap. For the
second time he interrupted Isabel ir
the middle Of sentence. Suddenly
stopping short, he pointed to some
sheep at the further end of the field
through which they happened to bt
passing at the moment.
There's pretty sight" he said
There are the innocent sheep a-feed
ing-all following each other as usual
and there's the SLY dog waiting be
hind the gate till the sheep want hi
services Reminds me of Old Sharon
; and the public" He chuckled over hi
discovery of the remarkable similar
ity between the sheep-dog and hin
self, and the sheep and the public, an
then burst upon Isabel with secon
question. II say! didn't you look a
the letter before you sealed it,"
Certainly not" Isabel answered.
Not even at the address,"
mo"
Thinking of something else-eh
Very likely" said Isabel.
WAS it your new bonnet, my dear?
. Isabel laughed Women are not a
ways thinking Of their new bonnets
she answered.
l Old Sharon, to all appearance
" dropped the subject there. He LITE
bis lean, brown forefinger and pointe
u again, this time to house at a shol
u distance from them. That's farl
1 house, surely" he said. I'm thirst
J. after my roll down the hill. Do yo
3 think, miss, they would give me
,, drink of MILK"
Il II am sure they would said Isabe
5 Il know the people Shall go and as
them?"
Thank you, my dear One VOL
more before you go. About the sealir
= of that letter: What could you ha,
l. been thinking of while you were d