Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1896-08-01
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a xY dear girl, you'll have to let

"A HY dear girl, you'll have to let
MI me OF. I'm awfully sorry, but
lAVA the Governor won't give way.
I'm really fond Of you. and I think you
ere Of me, but"
"Oi why didn't I want to marry .
decent barrister, q doctor, or even q
journalist, instead Of an Earrs younger
cont" said Miss Muriel Mallett. with
Q frown on her pretty face, and . tear
or two In her large. limpid eyes-eyes
which made all the men think. wrong
u, that she was poetical and sentiment.
al. But, seriously, can you give me
upr
The Hon. Bob Martindale looked at
der. She was Just bis ideal-tall. we'll
built, but with a saucy face In which
the big black eyes seemed out Of place.
lf fascinating. There was In her coun-
tenance the strangeness which, accord.
ing to Bacon, IL necessary to great
beauty. She affected O tailOr.made
gown and was always well groomed;
get, though her dress. was tribe man.
0ish. In the brusque movements which
showed that she was fdgety, glimpses
Of sossamer stocking and fine valen.
.ciennes revealed themselves, and show.
ID that she had a conscience In costume
that would have delighted the hero Of
0autier's novel with the famous pre-
lace.
my dear girl, II II were q question
OF risking my life. or anything like
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one Of those affairs Of fellows who
Tor q few hours of-of-well. you know,
gladly die, I'd be there; but-but I can't
b Q cad. They have brought me up
- swell without any profession, and
I'm Q bit Of fool. and I couldn't live
on your earnings a. actress, 20 there
you are"
Miss Muriel sighed. Bob was hand.
some fellow and manly. and he would
have the title and estates some day II
two obstacles were to disappear.
II did like you. Bob. and do. and
you were always straight. should like
70 have been your wife. II only we'd
some money to run . theatrical com.
pany within
Eyes. II hadn't been such q jugsins
- to blue the five thou. old Uncle Tom
left mel didn't know you then"
"Yes, II we'd the Ave thou.r' she
started q little. "You will marry me
II ever I have $4,000? o. you'd have
to work, have to be my manager"
He nodded.
"It's a promise for two yearsr
"Yes."
"Honor brightr'
Eyes, Of course, IT,"
"If I run straight? Well. look here,
we've been engagcd-honorabl
you want to break Il off,"
He lowered his head.
I'm young. only - even at Somer.
Get House. I'd like to have married
you. and I should have been good
wife. too. However. some day may
want to marry some one else"
The man shuddered.
"A broken engagement isn't q Ger.
tidcate Of good character; you mus,
give me one. That's fair"
She got up and wheeled to him q
little round table. on which was croc'
odile.skin writing.pad, with silver
edges. She opened 1t. took out writing
paper. and found him pen and Ink.
"Now, then, write this
my Dear Miss Mallett: It II my
painful duty to tell you that I have
made fruitlcssly q desperate effort Il
gain my fathers consent to our mar
riage. He utterly refuses, saying tina,
he 10 30 0ld.fashioned as to object Il
have an actress a. daughter.in.law
Therefore. I am compelled to breai
OF my engagement with a woman
whom still love and esteem"
The Hon. Bob signed the letter sad
~.
"Now, be of. I've to 20 to rehearsal
No. you mustn't drive me down. Ono,
more. II within two years I have Nv,
thou. 40 capital. you promise you vii
marry me?'
Eyes, darling. on my word Of honor!'
With q swift movement she threw
her arms around his neck and kisset
him passionately. A minute later b.
found himself In the street, sad ant
bswildered.
That evening there was rejoicing Il
the big mansion In Belgrave square
and the Earl Of Hexham drank to-
much In honor of the return to re
spectability Of the prodigal Bob.
even soon find you wife. my boy,
he said, over the port, which he dranl
In honor Of the affair and In de6anc
Of govt and doctors orders. "Non
Of your rich American trash. but som
one Of decent family and the sort o
solid, reasonable dOwry that younge
son deserves"
Next morning at ~ o'clock, whel
the Earl was vainly trying to put OF
his boots without swearing at the pain
the Hon. Bob entered the library Wit
. document In his hand. II neve
thought she'd have done It. SIR" b
said.
"Done what"
"Look; the beastly thing says, TIL
plaintiff claims damages for breach o
promise Of marriage"
Bring me my slippers" shouted tn
Earl; "damn the horse! send round tn
brougham"
on he went to Lincoln's Inn Fields.
"You'd better SETTLE" said Mr.. P0u
der, the old family lawyer.
"Settle! he shouted, "settleI II
show up the baggage. the II I'll pu
every detective In London on the jot
I'm not afraid Of court. and when tn
Jury hears what she really Is"
"But the scandal"