The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1873-11-27

Miss Mellen rose with Q polite nod.
r which was grimly reciprocated by Mr.
Deane. Il have called to see your aunt.
Miss Mellen.''
II know it sir, but as / am aware Of her
timid temperament. | sent her away. l
prefer to deal with you myself"
Mr.. Deane started the cool audacity
of this damsel in gray. with scarlet rib
bons in her hair. rather astonished him.
Il suppose the money is ready |"
No sir. it is not. ~
Then Miss Olive-pardon me, mast
speak plalnly-I shall send an officer
here this afternoon to put valuation on
the furniture, and"
"You will not do anything of the kind,
sir. >"
Olives cheeks bad Redeemed and her
eyes flashed portentously Mr.. Deane
turned toward the door. out ere he knew
what be was doing, Olive had walked
quietly across the roon, locked tho door
and taken out the key-then she resum-
ed her seat.
what does this mean ?" CALCULATED
the prisoner of war;"
at means sir. that you will now be
obliged to reconsider the question" said
Olive. Obliged !"
Yes; you will hardly iumb out of
the window, and there is nc other meth
cd OF egress unless you choose to go up
the chimney. Now Mr.. Deane, will you
tell me if you Ia christian man in the
nineteenth century, intend to sell poor
widows furniture, because she is not able
to pay your rent2 Listen, sir !"
Mr.. Deane had opened bis mouth to
demonstrate, but Olive enforced her
words with very emphatic little stamp
of the foot, and he was, as it were, strick-
en- dumb.
you are what the world calls a rich
man. MIR. Deane. You own rows of
houses, piles OF bank stock, rail road
shares. bonds and mortgages-who knows
what? My aunt has nothing. l sup
port her by copying. Now. if this case
be carried into a court of law. my poor
ailing aunt will be sufferer, you will
emerge unscathed and profting. You
are not bad man. Mr. Deane; You have
great many noble qualities and like
you for them"
She paused an instant and looked in
tently and gravely at Mr.. Deane. The
color rose to his cheek. 1t was not disa-
greeable to be told by a pretty young
girl that she liked him on any terms, yet
she had INDUCED in pretty plain speak
ing.
81 have heard" she went on, ''of your
doiuc kind actious when you were in the
humor of it. You can do them and you
shall in this instance. You are cross this
morning, you know you are. Hush, no
excuse, you are selfish and irritable, and
oyerbearing. If were your mother and
you little boy, | should certainly put you
: in the corner until you promised to be
good.
Mr.. Deane smiled, although he was
getting angry. Olive went on with the
utmost composure
but as it is, | shall OILY keep you
, here prisoner until you have behaved
and given me your word not to annoy
my aunt again for rent. until she is able
to pay you. Then, and not until then,
will you receive your money. Do you
. promise? yes, or no.
Il certainly shall agree to no such
terms" said Mr.. Deane. tartly.
VERY well. sir, / can wait"
Miss Mellen deposited the key in her
gray dress pocket, and sat down to her
copying. Had sho been a man Mr..
Deane would probably have knocked her
dcwa- as it was, she wore an invisible
armor of power in the very fact that she
was a fragile. slight woman, and she
knew it i"
Miss Olive" he said. sternly. ''let US
terminate this mumnery. Unlock that
door,"
Mr. Dean, will not"
81 shall shout and alarm the neighbor.
hood. then. or call policeman"
Very well, Mr.. Deane, do so. if you
please"
She dipped her pen into the ink and
began on a first page. Mathew sat down
puzzled and discounted. and watched the
long dashed eyes and family tinted cheek
of his keeper. She was very pretty
what pity she was 60 obstinate.
"Miss Olive!"
"Sir?'
'The clock mas just struck twelve"
Il heard it."
II should like to 70 out to get a
lunch"
III sorry that luxury is out OF your
power"
but T. m confounded hungry"
Are your"
And I'm not going TO stand this kind
of thing any longerl''
mo ?''
How prevokingly nonchalant she was.
Mr.. Deane eyed the pocket of the gray
dress greedily, and walked up and down
the room pettishly.
81 have an appointment at one.
Indeed? what pity you will be una
bic to keep it.
He took another turn across the room.
Olive looked up with smile.
well, are you ready to promise ?"
Hang it, yes What else can do 7'
"You promise 2"
Il do, because l can't help myself"
Olive drew the key from her pocket
with softered eyes.
"You have made me very happy, Mr..
Deane. dare say you think me un-
womanly and unfeminine, bnt indeed you
do not know to what extremeties we
were driven by poverty. Good morning,
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