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Did you discover anything of importance in the man's room?" "No. Draw me a bath, Mellie. He he caught me and kissed me!" The maid, with flasks of perfume and aromatic oils in her hand, paused, discreetly impudent. "You seem not displeased, Your Highness." "But of that he had no inkling." And Princess Sira laughed. "I left him standing, utterly at a loss.
One evening, Erma and Mame took the girls to task on this matter. Emma and Louise expressed themselves strongly. Hester had been guilty of the greatest dishonesty and they meant to cut her dead. "Are you taking it upon yourself to mete out judgment?" asked Mellie gently. "I should scarcely feel myself equal to such a great work. You are not sure that Hester is guilty. You are surmising.
"Certainly, that is what we try to do," Erma laughed, and seizing Mellie by the hand, drew her up from the floor where she had been sitting. "That is what will make us famous. I shall be a great actress and Hester a great writer." Hester heard and blushed. She wondered how Erma knew of her day-dreams for she had mentioned them to no one. "Come, peaches," cried Erma.
The dear old honeysuckle that she is! I shall be glad to have her back. I missed her dreadfully these two days." She turned her back on the group and was about to walk away when Mellie moved forward and slipped her hand in Erma's arm. "I shall go with you," she said. Others, grasping the situation more clearly than they had before, followed the example of Erma.
There were silk handkerchiefs, red neckties, "boiled shirts," and mittens, and in some instances moosehide gloves and moccasins, made by the Eskimo hostess herself, while "Mellie" came in for a share, including a large black bottle of "choice Burgundy."
While Mellie spoke, she decided the course she would take. If the girls misunderstood her meaning, well and good. She loved Hester. It was a queer worthless sort of love which would make no show of sacrifice for its object. She reasoned thus while Mellie was speaking. Then she looked from one girl to the other. "What startling things you say, Berenice. What pin have you reference to?"
"Did you notice the pin Hester had on?" she asked suddenly. Mellie was wise and did not answer. Erma, who was as transparent as a ray of light, grew confused and tried to cover it up by asking, "A pin? Did she have a pin on? I suppose she did. Girls generally wear pins of some sort." Berenice shrugged her shoulders. "Yes; she had a pin on, Erma Thomas, and you observed it as well as I did.
One cannot express an opinion or offer a criticism in her presence unless one is taken to task." "Perhaps it is just as well to let it drop," said Mellie gently. "It is only a game of basket-ball and not worth a heated discussion." "Well, peaches," cried Erma cheerily accosting Hester. "Are you really going home? Won't your Aunt Debby be glad to see you.
Got what's coming to him at last. Help me with this bird: he's still alive. Cold, though!" "Got a shot of neuro. Could this be the technie?" Sime found a fountain of water. He filled a cup, dashed it over the still face. The shock made the man's lips move. "Mellie, I did it!" he whispered. "Who's Mellie?" Sime asked. "Mellie? Seems to me the princess mentioned her name, This is her brother.
Do you promise?" "I promise!" She kissed him on the forehead. "Farewell, Wasil. I have been here two days already far longer than prudence allows. They will be here looking for me. Have you any money?" Wasil produced a roll of I. P. scrip; handed it to her. "Kiss Mellie for me," she called, as she slipped out of the garden.
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