The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-10-27

out the white silk dress with the yell
low lace"
absurd, Haines; there b no ono
here but Mr.. Chevenix, and he il not
even in evening dress"
"Lor', miss, what does it matter, II it
pleases your pa?"
Katie shrugged her shoulders She
was too worried to care much what She
wore. 80 she put on the white silk dress
and went down to dinner.
Mr.. Burne was noisily facctious, and
Katie would have been on tenterhooks
had she cared bit about Alan
Chevenix; as it was she thought him a
mercenary vaurien for putting up with
Mr.. Burne's vulgarity in order to WIN
his money.
And she looked every now and again
at the clock, wondering when 1t would
be time to go and meet Kenneth.
Alan Chevenix was not so wholly
mercenary as Katie imagined; he was
quite prepared to be devoted to her, for
he thought her the sweetest little girl
he had ever seen. and all through din
ner he never took his eyes of her. ex-
cept when compelled
After dinner she sang plaintive love
ditty. She had a charming voice, and
had been well taught
Alan Chevenix, who loved music, was
more captivatcd than ever, and it was
only when Katie declared she was too
tired and sleepy to sing any more, that
Mr.. Burne at last got him into tho bill
lard room.
Now they are safe" thought Katie.
''Once engrossed with billiards they
will not think about anything else, aad
THANH, goodness the billiard room is not
on the same side Of tho house as the
garden gate"
So having bade them good night she
sped upstairs to Haines- Don't situp
she said. II will not undress Just yet
Papa would like mo to go aud watch
the game"
Only too thankful to go to bed. Haines
was no further obstacle.
Believing tho coast to be absolutely
clear. Katie threw q light cloak over
her shoulders, and once moro went
downstairs
|. Unfortunately the only mode degrees,
unless she went by the front door.
which she dared not venture to unfas-
ten, was by side entrance close to the
billiard room.
She opened 1t with the greatest PRO
caution and pulled it after her, not
wholly shutting it, because she could
not do SO from the outside without a
slam.
Now she was free. What q delicious
night; quite lovely breeze, rather
dark though. Where was the moon
that should have shone on these roman
tic lovers?
She sped along the gravel path to the
garden gate, standing by which, even
in the darkness, she thought she could
see a figure.
Yes Kenneth was waiting. Another
moment and she was in his arms, his
kisses coming quick upon her fair
young brow.
II cannot stay long. Kenneth, dear, -
she is saying very rapidly. ''for Mr..
Chevenix is playing billiards with papa,
and any moment they may take it into
their heads to 20 for a stroll out Of the
hot billiard-room, and then We shall be
found out. Oh! what q gust of wind.
and have left the door open; it might
slam. must 60"
Nonsense, nonsense, you tinorous
darling. Nothing will happen: tho
fates will be kindly propitious, my
own"
The door did not slam but it swung
to and fro noisily. ut last attracting the
attention of tho players.
Mr.. Burne went to see what 1t was
by Jove, this door is open. and I
saw Jenkins lock- it. What the deuce
is up. wonder?"
Burglars, chip asked Alan Chevenix.
who. true lover of sport, did not mind
In what form it came. "Les us 40