The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1900-10-28

Meaning"
Dinner Is a kmona, or whatever you
cali IT, I'm not crittcising. you under
stand. I'm only seeking for information.
II may be the latest, for all know;
don't pretend TO be on TO all these little
frfils"
1T is the latest"
II can't say that like IL. I may get
used TO II after a while. but I think it
win take time. BY the way. l thought
had given you time to dress
Il Arrays take 1T anyway. You seem
to worry great deal unnecessarily.
think shall be really by the time you
are. Do you want to bet me a hat that
I'm notg"
II like your breezy confidence" said
Potwin. glancing at her suspiciously.
Are my things put out?
Everything is spread on your bed. and
the studs are in your shirt"
I'm take the bet" said Potwin. IT
would have taken 1t anyway, even IL I
had been compelled TO send my coat to
be ciaened and pressed, but you know
1 hate TO bother with details after a
hard days work. I am glad that you
were considerable enough of my comfort
TO do It, my dear"
II shall beat YOU" exclaimed Mrs. Pot
win. with a CLEAN of anticipated triumph
in her eye.
we shall see. In a little while you
will be coming out OF your room with
your mouth full OF hairpins and begging
me not to walk the floor. Do you know
what time this play begins?'
AT the usual time. I suppose: but
VIII excuse you now II you want 10 go
and dress. I want to finish my dessert"
Take your time" said Potwin conf
IDENTIFY. I'm going to smoke cigar
! know to a dot how long II takes me
TO dress"
He smoked his cigar leisurely for sew
eral minutes after his wife had left the
table. Presently he called to her THAT
he expected her TO drcss fairly and to
make as elaborate toilet as usual.
What Is that?" she asked, reappearing
in her kimona-
Great scottr' exclaimed Potwin.
Aren't you DRESSING Don't you know
that we've only got half an hour to train
timer
'Thirty-eight minutes" she corrected.
1t doesn't seem to be worrying you.
though. / expect / shall have to wait
for you after all. Do throw away that
cigar and get ready, IL you intend to go
at ALL"
Potwin got up and went into his room
Mrs Potwin went into hers: she remain
ed there about three minutes and when
she came out again she was In fun even
ing dress. her hat on. her cloak on her
Nfht eNsp htf EibNrc III ncT mana. S1e
went over to shadowy corner OF the
room and put her gloves on, listening
the while. with a malicious smile. to the
EXPLANATIONS that proceeded from her
husbands room.
Where's that COMPOUNDED buttonhook?''
he reared
She told him. and he INDUCED In a few
general observations on women who
couldn't let things alone Then he want
ed to know why the dickens she couldn't
find a laundry that would make a shirt
last three washinRs. and who had swal-
lowed his shaving soap.
You're not going to shave, surely" said
Mrs. Potwin. II know you won't have
time and you are wasting so much time
grumbiing that We won't catch that train
anyhow"
You hurry along with your own dress
Ing he retorted. and leave me to attend
to mine" There was silence for a few
minutes. then an ejaculation.
THE court plaster is In the little side
drawer called Mrs. Potwin.
Can't you come and cut II for me?'
II would, only I've got my gloves on. "
You've GOT Pntwin burst out OF his
room, with handkerchief applied to his
cheek and was confronted by his wife
dressed completely. with her cloak on