The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-02-20

rt't "-'"a HAfr llFtANi rttE " rHt
on. "of you doiag kind actions when
you were IN the humor for II You can
do them. and you shall in this instance.
You are cross this morning. you know
! you are. Hush. no excuse; you are sell
fish and irritable and oyerbearingl II
I were your mother. aud you a little
boy, / should certainly put you IN a
corner until your promised TO be good .
Mr. Deane smiled, although he was
getting angry Olive went on with
the utmost composure
But as II Is. / shall only keep you
here a prisoner until you have be-
haved and given me your word not
to annoy my aunt again for rent until
she Is able 10 pay you. Then, and not
until then. VIII you receive your mon-
ey DO you Dromiseg Yes or nor
4 certainly shall agree to no such
terms, said Alr Dcane. tartly
Very well, sir / can wait
Miss Mcllen deposited the key Ia the
pocket Of her gray dress. and sat down
70 her copying Had she been a-man.
Mr. Deane would probably have
knocked her down-as Il was she wore
an Invisible arm0r Of power IN the
very fact that she was a fragile. slight
woman. and she knew It.
''Afiss Olive" he said. sternly, 'get
us terminate this mummery. Unlock
that door
"Alr Deane, / win not
4 shall STOUT and alarm the neigh
bofhood then. or call q policeman"
VERY well alf Deane do 80. II you
please"
She slipped her pen in the ink and
began on a fresh page Matthew SAT
down puzzled aud discounted, and
watched the long-lashed eyes and
family tinted check Of his keeper
She was very rretty-what pity she
was 50 obstinate.
"aIiss Olive
"Sirf"
''rhe clocl. has Just struck tweIve'
Il heard IT,"
a should IKE 20 30 out aDd get some
lunch.
u am sorry that lins luxury Is out
Of your power
lIui I'in coufonpded hungry
Are youT
and I'm not going 10 stand this sori
Of thing any longer
"NoT
How proVokingly nonchalant She
was, Mr. Deane eyed the pocket "a
the gray dress grecdily. and walked
up and down the room pettlshly
Il have an appointment az one"
Indeed What a pity you win bc M
able 10 keep it
lie took another turn across tho
room Olive looked up with . smile
Wei. are you ready % promisesr
Hang It. yes! What else can dosr
You promlref'
Il do because ! can't help myself
Olive drew the key from her pocket
with soften eyes
''Nou have made me very happy Mr.
Deane. | dare say you think me un.
womanly aud unfeminine but indeed
you 40 not knew to what extremitles
We nre driven Is poverty Good morn
ing SIR"
Mr. Deane saIlled forth With a curt
ous complication 81 thoughts and emo
lions struggling through his brain. IN
which gray dresses. long.lashed blue
eyes. and scarlet ribbons played
prominent par
~Dld you ret the money. sirt' asked
the clerk. when ne walked INTO his
Office
AIiud yonr business sir was ibs
tart Response.
II pity hcg husband thought Mr.
Deanc as hc turned the papers oyss
On bis desk. 'IIow size win henpeck
him. BY the way. / wonder who her
husband WIN bes
The next day he called al the Widow
Clatksons TO assure Miss Aeilen THAR
he nad no idea of breaking his prom,
Ise. and the next bur one after that
he came 10 tell the young lady she
need entertain no doubt Of his lntegri
ty. And the next week he dropped ln
on them with no particular errand 20
serve AS an excuse
When shall we be married. olive
Next MONTH dcafesis DO not let rs
nuf II on later
Il have no wishes but yours
Matthew
Really. Miss Olive AEellen. 10 hear
that meek tone. one would suppose ycn
had never locked me up here. and tyr.
annized over me as a jailer
Olive hurst into merry laugh
"YOu dear old Matthew. I give you
warming beforehand that I mean 70
have MY own way in everything 20
you wish to rccede from your hargars
j, Is nos too lase YETI
40. Matthew Deane didn't; he had
vague idea that Il would be very pleas
ant 70 be hcnpccked Iy Ohve. WAY
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