The suburban citizen., 1901-05-25
THE FACE in THE WATCH.



for breath.
1T would never have happened"
finished Lalite with feminine logic.
so it's really all his fault"
She dropped love pat on the bald
spot atop Of her fathers head and
whisked out of the room.
For three days afterward Lalite was
on tip-toe with nervous expectancy.
She v!brated between the windows
and the stairs. She watched the street
intently, ana jumped at each ring Of
the door bell. She refused to leave the
house for any lengtn of time.
"It some one brings back my watch
she said, Il want to see him myself" ,
Daughter" demonstrated the Judge
one morning, as she helped him into
his fur-lined coat, 1T isn't worth while
to lose your color and your watch, too.
III get you another timepiece if this
one doesn't turn up. Don't worry so
over itr'
But, father" said Lalite, hesitating-
ly, you don't know" She changed
her mind. Il wonder whether Howard
really sent those messages" she said.
I'll stop in his office on the way
down and ask him." replied the Judge,
cheerly. 1--WE might have him up to
dinner tonight, ell, Lalitey Think he'd
like to come?'
Maybe said Lallte, indlTerently.
BLESS her sweet heart" said the
Judge to himself, as he went down the
steps She's like her mother in the
way she grows attached to her jiltle
personal possessions, and grieves Il
anything happens to them"
OF course the various messages had
been sent AS if there was ever a re-
quest Of Lalite's which Howard Wash
burn had not promptly honored at
sight! More than that, he had tried in
a dozen other ways to trace Lalites
lost property. He gave them n full ac-
count Of his efforts as they drank their
after-dinner coffee that evening in the
library, talking with his eyes on La
lite's face, and thrilling with the quick,
grateful glances she gave him.
"a boy from Pennock's to see Judge
Holllster," announced a servant lin the
midst Of their conversation.
"PennOck'sw instantly exclaimed
Lalite. That's the florists where"
"Show him UP here" said the Judge.
"Lalite, perhaps he brings you good
luck"
Rather have my watch, thank you,
sir" retorted the saucy maid.
A small, uniformed boy was ushered
in and stood respectfully, cap in hand,
to address them.
To-day, sir" he said, looking at the
Judge, 81 was moving lot Of empty
flower baskets in Pennock's, and some
ways down in the pile found a gold
watch like the one you advertised for"
Lalite gave an exclamation, in which
delight, relief and excitement were Gu
riously blended.
"Oh, do give it to me right awayv
she cried, imDulsively.
The boy hesitated.
"Leastways," he corrected himself,
"it isn't exactly like the one you adver-
tised."
HAT it the monogram on it?" asked
the Judge.
eyes. sir" said the boy.
Tiffany maker inquired W0shburn.
ayes, sir" said the boy.
Laite was leaning forward, listening
breathlessly.
"You don't know the nlmbcrY asked
the boy.
Unfortunately" said the Judge 81
neglected to keep it'when l bought the
watch. l suppose by sending to Tif-
fGny l could get it very easy, but
thought the monogram would be iden-
tlhcation enough"
Yes, sir" said the boy. But there
might be two people with the same ini-
tials There wasn't anything else par
ticular about the watch you lost" he
persisted curiously.
mo; was there, LaliteY asked the
Judge. Il distinctly remember your
saying sO.'
"Well, there was in the one l found"
said the boy.
Lalite got up suddenly and walked
down the long room to one OF the deep
windows. She disappeared between
the curtains. The Judge looked after
her with a feeling Of pity for her DIS.
appointment
"oh, boy" he said suddenly, SHOW
me the watch you found and will tell
you the truth about It's belonging to
us, You are right to be careful and
make no mistakes in returning 1t, but
surely my reputation will clear me