The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-05-16

How MI. Pagntts Sick Epen Was
Finally Cured

No. can't say enjoy Georges sick
days at home, z said Mrs Parfitt. sHe's
sure 70 be pofxing into things and max
Ing himself GENERALLY disagrceablc.
Dear boyi he isn't that way any other
time. III warrant you Conny"-Mra
Parfitt shot q humorous glance az her
husbands extremely pretty cousin,
who stood. in street attire, waiting for
her that be won't want 10 give me
the money for my new jacket today ct
all But there's the Carpenters recep-
tion Thursday and--Wait for mel I'll
try it-n
And Mrs Paritt ran downstairs
with a valiant smile.
She found her husband In the library.
He WINS young and comedy, but q
strip of red flannel on hts throat, a
shawl untidily worn and gloomy ex-
preston Of countcnance did not i'm,
prove him
sid stay at home, dear" said Mrs.
Parfitt, II there was anything could
do for you =
There isn't" said her husband,
shortly. This beastly cold has got 10
wear itself out
''Conny and are going out Tor D lit
Ito shopping. then. And II you can let
me have the money for my spring
Jacket now, George9 I'm q little late
about getting it as It Is, you know. It's
the tan ono, with q striped satin lining
lawfully prctty--at Bright's--"
n don't know anything about any
jackctr' George snapped I'm har-
assed enough In mind and body. Kate,
without your prosecuting me-
I'm inind7s said Mrs Parfitt, patient
" rcsigninR hcrscif
This was ono Of Georges days Of
home.
Yea. In mindl'' He threw on his
shawl. ond sat up and giowered at her.
! What do You think about Hugh d nd
ley and Constance, anyhow"
Hugh Dudley and Constance2"
Mrs. Parfitt stared little.
That's what said, He's coming
here all the time, isn't hep What's he
coming for2''
Mrs Parfitt looked into her lap A
smile dawned on her fresh lips.
really, II she mnrmnrcd
II feel responsible for Constance, =
said George, scowling impatiently at
everything. 4 asked hcr here, and If
she docs anything to disgrace tho fam
fly shall feel to blame for It Hugh
Dndlcyl Would Uncle Joe or Aunt
Agnes want her 70 marry Hugh Dudley
A mere mere no fit term present
ed itself II don't like this at all In
the coffee businesai And don't believe
he knows who his grandfather wash
Mr.. Parfitt concluded warmly.
Mrs Parfitt looked oddly domure
Isn't the coffee business crcditable,
George. dcar7' she queried. And the
Dudieyss arc very good family, really,
and everybody likes Hugh.
II DON'T Hugh Dudley r when, with
the slightest encouragement. Thomas
Danforth--n
.sOhin Mrs Partitt murmnred
"You needn't think that has set me
against Dudley, though It HASN'T II
isn't merely that Tom Is friend 81
minei its the difference in the two fell
lows. Toms q brick-a brick Tom DAN
forth isi' said Mr.. Parfitt, with an en-
phasis that amounted to ferceness
.And for Constance Bergen to DELHI.
crately take up with the worse man Of
tho two when she might have the
better II gals mel I'll never invite her
here again nor anybody ciser
lie flung bnck into his chair.
II think COMFY will perhaps be living
here before long. dear" his wife re-
joined. mildly. She had retreated TO
the hall You-won,t give me the
money for my jack"
'.Nol' emphatically.
He heard the front door close directly,
and said TO himself he was glad to be
alone.
Hc supposed Constance was upstairs;
but he was in no mood for talking to
her. He was out Of patience with hcr.
He went to tho Kitchen and asked the
cook to make him some ginger tea Re
turning he saw from the window q
sight which caused him to utter an ex-
asperated growl Hugh Dudley was
driving up brishly 10 his road cart
which cart was shining In the rays Of
tho morning sun. as was also hts hand
some face
George met him at the door before
the maid could answer the bell
- MISS DcIBen- the C0ltor Ue8au,
with questioning smile. offering to-
shake hands.
Mr. Parfltt ignored his hand.
she Is not at home, I" he said, DELHI
erately, with no trace Of his accusing
conscience In his displeased face.
To admit Hugh Dudley and hear him
and Constance chattering and gigglinR
for two hours In the parlor was too
much. He would not have II.
The young mans face fell percepti-
bly,;
when will she b ct homer he fall
tered, embarrassed between his disap-
pointment and his awe Of Mr.. Parfitt's
stern looks
II have not the slightest idea"
George responded
Would the fellow keep him there ut |
tering mendacities all dayl Not but |
that the cause was good and sufficient, !
but he was not accustomed TO lying.
tim sorry" Hugh Dudley declared |
He fingered. looking touchingly nm
happy, only Mr.. Parfitt was not
touched He looked a. though BIO was
waiting to shut the door. and the Wis |
itor retreated down the steps and into
his cart.
Ellen had tho ginger tea ready. It
was not strong enough, and too sweet
A ~ =.