The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-10-10

} fectionately for her only answer. Ellie
felt that she never appreciated Il
} safety and the power of silence.
You had no trouble getting hold
the carr" Josselyn. Senior, pursue
: suddenly.
NO" Again she glanced at Gibb
again was silent. Gibbs was the nez
speaker. with cheerful and genera
inquiry:
who's doing what this afternoonl
The studio was formally opened Il
September, with a tea The artist
pretty, blue-eyed little wife was pres
ent on this occasion, suitably, nay
charmingly, dressed, chatting Will
neglected guests, keeping a watchfu
eye upon tea-cups, playing her parl
well. His father was also there, q
handsome and dignIfied figure, erect
white-haired, obviously full of pride
in his son. And the little. dark haired
boy was there, for few minutes.
keeping close to the musicians, anus
ing the ladies with his pretty French.
But 1t was his beautiful young step
mother who shared with Gibbs JOS
selyn the interest OF his guests, who
was with him the romantic and fas-
cinating center of attraction. Lillian
was at her lovelest, radiant and
smiling, the mysterious and astonisb-
ing perfection of her face enhanced
by the Juliet-like little cap of pearls
that held her glorious hair in place,
and by the rich colors of her gown.
She wore marvellous garment of old
brocade, in which fruity colors were
mingled with gold and silver threads.
and from her shoulders a filmy black
overgarment fioated loose, caught with
bracelet of pearls at either wrist,
and weighted loosely at its hem by
dull embroideries in pearls. Lillian
said that she had had this robe for
years without an opportunity to wear
1t; this was her opportunity, and she |
made the most Of 1t. Anything more
lovely than the picture she made in
It, even heartsick Ellen had to admit
she could not imagine.
Wherever Lillian moved, the crowd
swayed with her, and in 1t was always
he silver head. and the tall, trinity
quilt figure of the hero of the hour.
Her rich, amused voice. with its I'M
iercurrents of mystery. of suggestion.
vas the foundation of the conversa-
ion. And when she turned to Gibbs.
IS she was constantly turning, and
sked him simple question and re-
eived his answering monosyllable, 1t
you'd have been an obtuse observer
indeed who did not instantly perceive
he thrilling current of awakening
asslon that ran between the two. His
ghtest word to her was fraught with
, his most 1eeting glance betrayed {
. AT the end of the long three hours.
hen the guests had fingered out, :,
ne by one. and she stood by the fire
ace, tired, dropping. superb, barely =
Using her eyes as she spoke to him.
icy might have been alone in the
Grid What did he say as he bent .
ward her, what did his smiling eyes -
w u
Ellen did not know. or care. The :,
ords were nothing, the look was -
thing, ii was tie trembling inten- -
y with which they charged them %
at ate into her soul like acid upon
plate. None of them was sane now CT
len perhaps the least of the three NJ
e was burning with an agony of OF
llousy and doubt and anger far IN
IRE painful than any actual fire pr
uld have been. She was conscious 5"
Gibbs and Lillian every instant of III
! day. an
They were not often alone together, us
er all. A moment in the long draw
room, before dinner, few SEN stf
ces murmured in her ear as Gibbs ma
ssed the tennis court at Lillian's sh
e. perhaps stolen tea-hour once a uio
Elk in the city; this was the most. enc
en- for this there must be endless ma
triving and tireless intrigue. Ellen
Id not tell what was suspicion, per
NJ fact, what was mere innocent |
nee, and what was deliberate ar hen
the
ometimes. watching. wotchinq whit
ching. forlorn and lonely, she A
sed 10 tear aside the veil of kind row
5 and happiness in which her life tar
wrapped. and fling herself sob owe
, upon her husband. hal
Gibbs. Gibbs. my darling, How she
h of II is irue-how much of II is A
wretched Imagination? Have you Glib
yourself come TO care for her saw
> you forgotten me? am Your in
J am your past and present. ton
e! Lei us leave all this behind A
md go somewhere where we NAV poir
DOR again. and you shall paint. and ousl
II mend and cook. ald all the old ordt
will come back TO us again :" LiiIl
e dared not say II. What woman Glib
did dare? she had lost so much. with
dared mol risk more. Ellen never way
had much self-confidence. she sam,
il all now. She became afraid such
m could take Gibbs love away wasr
her perhaps Lillian could make eyed
leave her and Tommy completely. leng,
APPS Lillian wanted more than his the
ng admiration Well. and IL so, the