Surface was one subject that even
Miss Weyland's intimate friends never mentioned to her. Nicolovius,
however, appeared absolutely unconcerned by the boarders' silent rebuke.
He ate on, rapidly but abstemiously, and finished before Mr. Bylash, who
had had twenty minutes' start of him.
The last boarder rising drew shut the folding-doors into the parlor,
while the ladies of the house remained to superintend and assist in
clearing off the supper things. The last boarder this time was Mr.
Bylash, who tried without success to catch Miss Weyland's eye as he slid
to the doors. He hung around in the parlor waiting for her till 8.30, at
which time, having neither seen nor heard sign of her, he took Miss
Miller out to the moving-picture shows. In the dining-room, when Emma
had trayed out the last of the things, the ladies put away the unused
silver, watered the geranium, set back some of the chairs, folded up the
white cloth, placing it in the sideboard drawer, spread the pretty
Turkey-red one in its stead, set the reading lamp upon it; and just then
the clock struck eight.
"Now then," said Sharlee.
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