White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1923-06-08
mo- said his aunt. II have a let

NO. said his aunt Il have let
ter to write; it won't occupy me for
more than few minutes. You can
stay here, or go and look at the Hob.
bema, which you please"
Felix made second sauntering at.
tempt to reach the picture gallery. Ar
rived within few steps of the en-.
trance, he stopped again. attracted by
an open cabinet Of Italian workman
ship filled with rare old china. Be-
ing nothing if not cultivated anna
teur, Mr.. Sweetsir paused to pay his
passing tribute of admiration before
the contents of the cabinet Charm.
ing!" he said to himself. with his
head twisted appreciatively little
on one side. Lady Lydiard and Moody
left him in undisturbed enjoyment Of
the china, and went on with the bust
ness of the note.
Ought we to take the number Of
the note, in case Of accident?" asked
her ladyship.
Moody produced slip of paper from
his waistcoat pocket. II took the num-
Der, my lady, at the bank"
Very we'll. You keep it. While l
am writing my letter. suppose you d.
rect the envelope. What is the clergy.
mans name?"
Moody mentioned the name and d.
rected the envelope. Felix, happen.
ing to look around at Lady Lydiard
and the steward. while they were
both engaged in writing. returned sud.
denly to the table as if he had been
struck by new idea
us there a third penn" he asked.
why shouldn't / write q line at once
to Hardyman, aunt? The sooner you
have his opinion about Tommie, the
better-don't you think so2"
Lady Lydiard pointed to the PEN
tray. with smile. To show considera-
tion for her dog WIS to seize irresist.
IDLY on the high-road to her favor.
Felix set to work on his letter, in a
large, scrambling handwriting, with
plenty of ink and a noisy pen. ri de-
clare we are like clerks in an Of.
fice," he remarked, in his cherry way.
"All with our noses to the paper, writ.
ing as if we lived by it! Here,
Moody, let one of the servants take
this at once to Mr. Hardyman's."
The messenger was dispatched.
Robert returned, and waited near his
mistress. with the directed envelope
in his hand. Felix sauntered back
slowly toward the picture gallery for
the third time. In moment more
Lady Lydiard finished her letter, and
folded up the bank note in it. She
had just taken the directed envelope
from Moody, and had just placed the
letter inside it, when scream from
the inner room. in which Isabel was
nursing the sick dog, startled every
body. my lady! My lady!" cried the
girl, distractedly. "Tommie is in q
fit! Tommy is dying!"
Lady Lydiard dropped the Enclosed
envelope on the table, and ran-yes
short as she was and fat as she was
ran-into the inner room. The two
men left together, looked at each
other.
Moody" said Felix, in his lazy
way, do you think if you or I were
in fit that her ladyship would rum
Bah! These are the things that shake
ones faith in human nature. l feel in
formally seedy. That cursed channel
PASSAGE tremble In my Utmost stom
ach when think of 1t. Get me some
thing. Moody"
What shall l send you, sir?" Moody
asked. coldly.
Some dry Curacao and q biscuit
And let 1t be brought to me in the
picture gallery. Damn the dog! III
go and look at Hobbema"
This time he succeeded in reaching
the archway, and disappeared behind
the curtains Of the picture gallery.