Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1893-02-10

you'll discover that you're in a mis-
take"
The clock struck eleven as Dobell
took his leave, and l hurriedly en-
sconced myself in the wardrobe, with
my head against the collar Of Jacks
business coat and my lower extrem-
tiles in a perfect grove OF linen
busters and obsolete pantaloonsl AL
together it was not an agreeable
position. A wardrobe where we can
just stand erect, with closed doors, on
hot morning in the month of August.
is rather too suggestive of coffin ac-
commodations.
But my patience was not destined
to 81 entirely unrewarded. Just as l
was anxiously waiting for the relent-
less clock TO strike two there was a
fiutter of silken garments on my ear
the sound OF Minnie's sweet familiar
voice.
II am sorry 1 lost that memo
randum, Everard."
(Sorry! heard itD
at isn't of a bit of consequence,
Minnie; we'll make it all straight"
(Would hep
'Let me see,n said Everard, reaec-
lively. Five yards, at eleven shil-
lings, would be $6.S7. When do you
want it finished?"
"By Thursday; it's Clarence's birth
day"
Ct pricked up my ears attentively.)
II think can promise it to you by
that time. was sorry to disappoint
you before, but we really hadn't bit
of anything in the store that was at
all appropriate for dressing gown.
This material is elegant-crimso
leaves, you see, on fawn-colored
groundm
beautiful" CALCULATED Minnie,
ecstatically.
"And you want it lined with Grim
son silk, with crimson cord and
tassels?"
"Of course. How pleased Clarence
will be-"
OF there had been crack in the
bottom of that wardrobe, must as
suredly have fallen through it, so ex-
ceedingly cheap did feelD
Dear Clarence!" went on my inno-
cent Minnie; 81 don't think he felt
very well last night-he was so
strange and abrupt in his manner"
Every likely" yawned "E. M. with
a provoking Indifference. "By the
way. Minnie, what direction are you
going?"
''Home. of course. Clarence may
call this afternoon"
(My devoted little darlingi / only
wished that and the wardrobe were
in the midst Of the Libyan desert or
some other equally distant spot)
Then I'll walk around with you.
Dobell will be back presently and
there's no necessity for my staying
here. just wait half a second until
l get my hat"
The blood in my veins seemed
turned for a second to ice, and then
again to fire. What blockhead 1
had been not to foresee this emer-
gency! held my breath and chung
desperately to the inner handle Of
the wardrobe as / felt Everard
Mason's touch on the outer.
Why" soliloquized that young
gentleman, in puzzled tone ofvoice,
"what on earth ails this door handle
it wont turn"
And he gave it an energetic wrench
that defied all my efforts to impede
its revolution. The door flew open
and / stood revealed among the coats
and busters like modern edition OF
one of Belzoni's mummies!
"Hallo!" calculated Mason, staring
at me in blank establishment, while
Minnie's eyes grew bigger and bluer
than 1 had deemed it possible for
eyes to be.
i knew there was no alternative
but to step bravely forth and face the
music which / did, accordingly.
Well" said Everard resignedly.
"Td like to know how you came herep'
wasn't going to favor him with
any explanations, so / turned some.
, what sheepishly, to my little be.
trothed.
Minnie arling-you'u think me
very ridiculous and very absurd, but
l confess that-that-
l courageously drew the slip of pa
per from my pocket and placed 1t il
| her hand.
Il found that on the parlor floor
last night, Minnie; it excited my curl
? osity, and fancied all sorts of ridicu
lous things. So l came down here
TO-"
ITO hide in a wardrobe" said Miss
? Minnie, mischievously. "Man's Gu
5 riosity! and to find out what l meant
| by coming to see poor dear Edward
mans jealousy! / didn't suppose
4 that two such emotions existed il
0 the masculine mind"
"Minnie!" pleaded, appealingly
. while that coarse wretch, Everart
Q Mason, burst into laugh that jarret
: on my every nerve.
al won't tease you any more, Clar.
n ence," she said, putting up her rose
bud lips for a reconciliation kiss.
I" Isn't a woman always ready to for
Q give any fault that springs from to,
much devotion to herselfp To Min
\, | nia'a cradit no ~ opolrau that frov