Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1896-01-13

W MZIMy the lady IN ques-
@---s-s "T here's u
beastly little buttons who thinks him.
self somebody, and he says he can't
show me upstairs because it isn't guest
day. Like to know when guest day
ISL I'm sure I've tried every day in
the week, too"
81 fancy you have" she murmured.
81 thought, perhaps" said Dick,
without needing her comment, "that
we might do a theatre one might, lust
we three, don't you know, Kit? She
wants to know you awfully," he added
quito rs an afterthought.
"Oh, yes" said Kit sceptically,
"they all do. Will she go in the pit,
though?"
Her brother jumped out of his chair
and said something not very softly.
whats the matter? Have I done
anything?" asked Kit in rather a harsh
tone.
"Did you say pit?" shouted Dick,
wrathfully, 81 take Pauline IN the
pit? Pauline?"
"Well, you always take me in the
pit, and l generally pay my share"
complained his sister, taking an in
creased interest in her embroidery
"but, OF course, | am not Pauline"
Dick, being at the stage when man
does not analyze any remarks except
made by the one person, was little
Modified, and sat down again.
"No," he said gravely, mo, you're
not; and you haven't met her, either"
81 have taken a box at the Hay
market for Thursday evening"" said
Dick presently, in rather a strained
voice. He was lighting a cigar as he
made this announcement, and he
wasted two or three matches in the
attempt and began talking about
Bryant and May without the least oc-
casion for it. Kit dropped her en-
broidery on the floor and stared at
him.
ga box, Dick?"
"Yes, box, Kit You are very
touchy, you are, this evening. l was
going to ask you to come, too" he
went on in an absent way as if he were
thinking about something else.
eyes, you will want chaperon, of
course" said Kit. "Who else is
coming, Dick?"
''Who else?--eh, what?-who else?
Why, Pauline, of course; I've told
you that already, Kit"
"But besides Pauline?" she said
patiently.
"oh, | don't know. That's enough,
isn't it?"
'I've no doubt that will be enough
for you, but don't want to sit by N.Y.
self all the evening. You'll have to
ask Charlie Weymouth, too"
"Oh, l can't ask Charlie Wey-
mouth, said Dick, with great dignity
''we've had row."
"That doesn't matter. You're
always having rows, but they're never
of the least Importance. You ask him,
Dick, or else / shap't CO." and Kit
spoke decisively. If there was any
capital to be made out of the situation
she meant to make it.
''But Pauline's coming" said Dick
in surprised tone, "and she really
wants to know"
''Yes, I've heard that before" said
Kit, impatiently. "I moan, of course,
l want tc see her, too, Dick, but it
will be all the nicer for you if | have
somebody to talk to. I'll tell Charlie
to come. Goodnight; I'm going to
bed"
When she got into her room she
took her brothers photograph off the
table and stroked it with her finger,
with queer little frown on her face.
Then she jerked it back again to its
proper place and went and stood by
the open window and looked at the
street lamps until a hanson cab
ratified past with a man and a girl in.
side in evening dress. Then she
shivered little and laughed at herself
and went back to the room which she
had just left.
"Dick, I'm awfully afraid l wasn't
bit sympathetic, she began abrupt
ly.
Dick hastily thrust something into
his breast pocket and dropped two
letters AMI made plunge after them
under the table,
"What's the rowP" he said Grossly,
coming up again with a red face. ~
wish you wouldn't disturb chap so
suddenly. l do like a woman to move
about quietly. What's the good of
being woman if you can't do that ?
What do you want?"
"Oh, nothing; l forgot my book, -"
said Kit, and went away without it.
On the day after this conversation
Dick met Charlie Weymouth in the