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pay7 Yes, thank God"-and her smile
made her beautiful-'it does pay."
Her thoughts seemed to wander off
into some unknown, happy land, and
she rose, to terminate the interview.
There was nothing more the young
fellow dared TO ask, though volumes
more he would have liked to know.
An inspiration came to him.
II am going TO do MillsburRh and
its manufactures thoroughly, so shall
be hero some time. l hope we may meet
again. Will you allow me to call7"
should you need my professional
services, certainly; otherwise it will
not be necessary"
well snubbed for that fbl lying
is in this air, and I've caught It'll only
I'll make it the truth. 1 will do
Millsburgh," thought Hugh, getting
himself out of the room as gracefully
rs he could, and vending his way
hotelward- What q susceptible idiot
l ami I've had dozen attacks beforel
but, Hugh Scribner, if 1 can diagnose
these premonitory symptoms correctly,
this onen be worse than the tooth
achel"
1t was.
The journalist fingered in the busy
town, and Jared better than his deserts.
His landlord gave him a first class
and every attention, with some
dissertations upon the community at
large gratis.
Fortune favors the valiant. Having
exhausted the art of filtration, Serb
ner now began TO take serious lessons
in loving.
The landlords pretty daughter was
n fast friend of DR.. Ormesby, and de-
scribed that young woman's devotion
to her bankrupt father and little sis
tiers; told how she had been the idol
of Vassar, and had astonished that
famous feminine fraternity by her
new departure;" and how, cover
ing their breath, they had applauded
her Independence and honored her
flial affection,
But she Will never marry" con-
cluded Lucie Garrett, positively.
Hugh started guilty. Not much
escapes the ken Of these bright, Nine
tenth century girls, and he felt his
secret" was transparent to this one.
What are the doctors objections9
l thought matrimony entered some
what largely into every woman's per-
spective2"
ut doesn't, thenl That is where
men r mistaken. 1t used, / suppose;
but now, why, with our palettes and
~easels, our little typewriters, our titles
of NJ. D., our editorial chairs, we are
far too wide awake. With me, of
course, it's different. I'm not so very
strong minded, and Paul and I became
engaged when we were too young to
know any better. So, 1 presume we
shall go on to the commonplace end"
Fair Lucie heaved q comical sigh.
Confess now you like your bond
age" adjured the young writer. He
was long since her own, as her fathers,
warm friend.
well, mayber up went the shapely
shoulders in O dainty shrug; "but you
must know 1 was tho weak Drained
member of my class"
Then, II it's sweet to you to DO
cared for, 1t must DO 50 for every
woman. Listen" said Hugh, boldly;
II love Goorgette Ormesby. You have
found that out Now, help mo to win
her; tell me her insuperab1e objections
to men and aid me to overcome them"
Lucie was touched; being wholly
feminine she was n natural match
maker.
well, you see" shaking her small
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"Georgette hasn't any use for your
kind except in the abstraet-in her
dental chair-to torture their mouths
and their pockets. She is the bread
winner for her family. I never heard
her say, but l know how she'd feel.
She couldn't ask any man to support
her old father and little sisters; and
she wouldn't if sho could. And when
she wants a directoire gown or a
pansy bonnet she doesn't have to ask
some grumbling man for it. She just
sits down to her desk and sends her
order and her check. That's better
than your matrimony, isn't it'll"
Maybe; maybe not"
Hugh laid his plans more wisely
after that little talk.
Georgette Ormesby should be his
wife; that was a foregone conclusion;
but his besiegement of her heart took
a new form.
In the privacy of her own sanctum
she acknowledged to herself that she
felt hat invulnerable fortress to be
giving way before his resolute attack,
so long continued. For all the winter
had sped away, broken up by young
Scribnor's weekly visits to Millsburgh,
by numerous sleighing and toboggan
parties, by all the impromptu gayeties
which youth and love make possible.
Tho greatest breach was made, of
course, in an unexpected quarter.
The doctor returned to her fathers
house ono evening at an unaccus-
toned hour, to find the old gentleman
playing dominos with the audacious
scribbler who had so long disturbed
her peace. Was nothing sacred from
this fellow, who would not understand
her avoidance Of him2 Her office, her
friends houses, her festivities, these
We're free to everybody; but her homel
We'll, daughter, I'm glad you hap
pened home. Mr. Scribner comes in
every time he is in Millsburgh to have
q bit of a game and bring me news of
tho town. am pleased to have you
meet him at last, he has been SO very
kind"
Georgette stopped short, her lips
parting to utter an indignant protest;
but the unblushing newsmonger arose
and bowed with the obsequious gray
ity of a stranger.