The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1869-06-12

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II shall dos 81 no ). such ftiinn thing Said Mrs.
Darcy. comppsedly, beginning to rear
range shirts, stockings and flannel wrap
pers in their appropriate receptacles.
Mrs, Darcy !" roared Luke, at "a
fever heat of impotent rage, "what on
earth do you mean !"
81 mean to keep you in that clothes
press, Mr.. Darcy, uatil you have made
up your mind to come out in more
amiable frame of mind. If the system
succeeds with Freddy, it certainly ought
to with you; l am sure your temper is
much more intolerablc than his"
There was dead silence of full sixty
seconds in the clost, thon sudden burst
of vocal wrath.
"Mrs. Darcy, open the door this in
slant, msdam ~
But Evelyn went on humming saucy
littly opera air, and arranging her
clothes.
"Do you hear me ?"
"Ies-I hear you"
"Will you obey mo?"
"Not until you have solemnly prom
ised me to put some sort OF control on
that temper of yC, s; moi until you
pledge yourself to treat your wife as a
lady should be treated; not a menial"
81 won't !"
"No? Then in that case l hope you
don't find the atmosphere at all oppres-
sive there, as 1 think it probable you
will remain there some time !"
Another sixty seconds of dead silence,
then sudden rain of heels aud hands
against the relentless wooden panels.
"Let me out, l say, Mrs Darcy! mad
am, how dare you perpetrate this mon
strous piece of audacity?"
My dear luke, how strongly you do
remind me OF Freddy. You see there is:
tlotl;;ss haze - iittIA se.lasssas..s
| a bad temper. 1t ought to have been
checked long ago, only you know I'm SO
ridiculously indulgent."
MIR. Darcy WINGED little at the famil-
lar sound Of his own words
Tap-tap-tap came softly at the door.
Mrs. Darcy composedly opened it, and
saw her husbands little Office boy
"Plcase, mem, there's some gentlemen
at the Office in a great hurry to see Mr..
Darcy. It's about the Applegatc will
case"
Mrs. Darcy hesitatcd an instant; there
was triumphant rustic in tic closet,
and her determination was taken at
ouce
"Tell the gentlemen that your master
has bad headache, aud wont be down
town this morning"
Luke gnashed his teeth aulibly as
soon as the closing of the door admonish-
cd him that he might do so with safety
Mrs. Darcy, d. you presume to inter
icre with The transaction of business that
is vitally important, ma'am, vitally i'm
portant !"
Mrs. Darcy noncllalantly took up the
little opera air where she had left it, let
ting the soft Italian words musically OF
her tonguc.
s.Eyclyu In,r -
"N'hat is it, Luke ?" She asked mild
| IY.
! Please let mc out My dear, this
may be Il Ike TO you, but"
81 assure yol, Luke, it's nothing of
the kind 1t is the sobcrcst of serious
inattcrs to me. 1t is question whether
my future life shall be miserable or hap
py.
There was third interval of silence.
Evelyn" said Luke, presently, in
suddued voice, "will you open the door,
"On one condition only"
"And what is that -
"Ah, ha !" thought the little ieuten-
ant-gcncral, "he's beginning to entertain
conditions Of capitulation, is he? On
condition" she added aloud, "that you
will break yourself Of the habit of speak
ing GROSSLY and shary to me, and on all
occasions keep your temper"
my temper, indeed - sputtercd
Luke
Just your temper returned his
wife, scrcnely. will you promise p
"Nevcr, madam !"
Mrs. Darcy ouietlv tool, nm mir or