White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1927-12-30

"Tll hide 'em good away" she said
slyly. "I'd like to leave 'em all taste
'em, at home but 1t would look sus-
picious"
II want a reward" he said.
She drew back a bit; but he sud
denly snatched her face firmly be-
tween his two hands and brought his
lips to hers-almoSt. With wrench
of her head she averted the contact,
and his touch, as usual, met only her
cool cheek instead of her rosy mouth.
"You always kiss me so onexpect-
ed" she said breathlessly looking
flushed and almost frightened. IL
visit you wouldn't always get me so
oneXpectedw
'Meely!" He took hold of her
shoulders and turned her right about
face. you're going to hold perfectly
still and let me kiss you right-on-
your-lips!"
She tried to pull herself free, but
he held her in relentless grip. Hold
still!
II WON'T" she snapped, holding
her face averted. "Le me bel Please
le' me be, Mr.. Creighton !"
"Meely Why don't you ever let me
kiss you on the mouth?"
She hung her head and answered
shyly, MY lips is for the man l
marry!''
but, Nicely, my girl, you must
know" he said in low voice In which
his suppressed passion quivered, chat
I want much more than your lips! Or
why, my dear, would l be spending
SO much time with your
"Ach" She raised radiant,
sparkling face to his. "Do you want
to marry me, Mr.. Creighton"
His hands fell from her shoulders;
he turned from her and bent his eyes
to the ground.
"Ach," she apologized humbly, that
time / guess 1 went too far! But,
Mr.. Creighton, what Is it, then, you
want?"
He turned again and looked at her.
"Meely! I'm ID If l know whether
you're as innocent and ignorant as
an angel or as deep as hell.
"You and I both know, my dear
little girl, that we're not spending all
these hours together, week after week
for the pleasure of each others con-
versation"
She shook her head hopelessly. "It's
always wondered me why you want to
set round talkin' to dumb thing like
me, so oneducated as what l am, and
ignorant like you say angels is"
"Why do you pretend not to know
why 1t Isl" His voice was little
thick and husky; his hand hot which
clasped her cool one lying in her lap
The innocence of a newborn babe
was in the eyes she raised to his
"Deedn't I don't. Why do your" Bu
before the burning hunger of his eyes
she recoiled and drawing her hanc
from his clasp, she rose hastily ant
walked away.
"Meely!" he called
Slowly she turned and came bacl
to him; and with childishly obvious
effort to divert his attention from her
self, size spoke to him ingratiatingl.
of what she felt sure would have tina
effect. Zach, Mr.. Creighton, did 20,
know your brother is Twin right on oul
farm, with our hard man and his wife1'
"With your hired mani" st. Croi.
exclaimed, an angry flush GOVERNS
his face and neck. Living with him
He would" he added bitterly. "That'
the sort of society he seems to pre-
fer-farm hands and miners"
"And you, too," said Nicely, with hel
ingratiating smile, like low-dowl
comp'ny-ain't? 1t must run In you
fambly."
eff you're referring to yourself a
low-down,' kindly don't do it again
its insulting to my taste!" He dre1
her roughly to him and she nestle
into his embrace.
"Please tell me-" she coaxed, "abou
your brother He amt the swell gen
1eman you are, is he?"
''He doesn't know you, does he?"
'.Not yet"
'But," said st. Croix anxiously
"he's bound to meet you, Of course7
II guess mebby."
"Don't give us away-our meeting
up here!"
Zach, no. for my Pop would kill m
IL he kDowed-have knew. But
does wonder me, Mr.. Creighton, tina
your brother would board at Absalon
Puntz', as common as what they ar
yeti My lands sakes alive VIII!
does he do It? Why don't he live a
his own home with yous?"
"None of yonr business, my dear +
She pouted. "I'll get it out of Alb
salom's missus, then. Or I'll meet up
with your brother hisself at Absalom's
and get 1t out of hir'
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