The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1903-06-04
Loves Strategy
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

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~ HILL tore down the steps of tht
IL Belvidere and headed for me.
Ed" he exclaimed, I'm in n
awful hole!
II don't want to borrow mOney-it's
worse invited Mrs. Britain and hei
laughter to lunch this noon-you know
The Brittains?'
/ nodded.
Now on my way to keep this ap
pointment 1 met my aunt and cousin
Nathalie.
Unfortunately, I permitted the old
ady to understand my intention OF
lunching alone at the Belvidere, and
as a relative she forthwith invited her
SELF
.'Well?' I interrogated.
Its like this. Aunt Hall disapproves
IF the Brittains, while my inclinations
tend toward Miss Agnes. Nevertheless,
am dependent on my aunts bounty
for all extras and would be in fix
should she decide to raise hades, so
you can see how I'm up against it."
How do you expect me
THAT'S all right, Ed. I've got the
Brittains in the Egyptian room and
auntie in the regular dining room.
Auntie is down on unnecessary eX-
oenditure. / intend being present at
both tables"
l followed, humbly glad of an oppor-
unity to feast my eyes on the forbid
len fruit of my desire.
Mrs. Hall stared stonily. but Nathalie
vas condescendingly affable, and EN-
oraced the chance offered by devoting
my entire conversation to her, leaving
70 Phil the pleasant task Of thawing
out his aunt.
81 say, Ed" he exclaimed, after ex-
pending an amount of persuasive heat,
equal to three tons of best anthracite.
There is considerable uneasiness on
The street today. Copper Range bal
looming and Steel common depressed.
If the ladies could excuse me an in
slant 1 should like to telephone a stop
order on Mohawk to Samuels.'
Certainly, Philip" replied Aunt
Hall, frigidly, and she turned her en-
ieavors into an attempt to petrify me
by staring through my head at the
Grecian frets of the wainscoting.
1 struggled on manfully until l turn
ID with some relief to an approaching
waiter.
.dr. Fletcher. sir, wants to know,
,ir, il you'll step down an see i'm.
Says as 'ow e 'as got an option e will
sell you, SIR"
1 offered my apologies and, divining
ehirs whereabouts, made for the Egyp
ian room. My fellow conspirator met
ne at the door.
"Now," said Phil hurriedly. He pos
;esses an insulting amount of energetic
hurry. "The Brittains are behind the
sixth palm. Tell 'em sent you-say
anything, only keep them busy"
..NIr. Ackley? Why, delighted. Ger
:ainly! But while we are awaiting Mr..
Fletcher you might discharge one of
mis- promises, namely. that Agnes and
myself are shown Darien's latest bit
IF. portraiture on exhibition in the
green ROOM"
1 piloted the couple through the maze
If passages with which the hotel
abounded. and finally emerged in the
green room.
An instant later Phil appeared be-
mind me.
ED, 1 beg pardon, Mrs. Britain So
shocking of me to treat You in this
way, but my duty to my firm and all
that. YOU know. Ed, Andrews wants
to see you about the purchase of some
Westinghouse rights"
"A-er Andrews?' 1 calculated.
"You idiotr' whispered Phil Go to
Aunt Hall in the reception room."
l turned OH my heel and sought the
,ther couple, and Nathalie seemed gen.
uinely pleased at my reappearance.
Now, mother. Mr.. Ackley can show
is the picture before Phil returns"
sI'm sure that is Mrs. Britain" ex-
claimed Mrs. Hall, raising her lorgnon.
"and Philip" she said, advancing be-
fore me.
DO you know" whispered Nathalie
10 me. mother heard of the Brittains'
invitation and forced herself On Phil
She thinks you are an ac-
"Ohr' l murmured.
"Mother doesn't like the Brittains!
Doesn't like you either, Mr.. Ackley,"
she added, and l fondly hoped that 1
detected regret in her voice. "And 1
shouldn't talk to you"
rs that 500" l said with interest,
oblivious of the trouble Phil was in.
"Yes. but
"Nathalie. Gomez announced Mrs.
Hall, sweeping by haughtily.
"Good-morning, Mr.. Ackley." and she
glowered at me. l murmured my
adieuX.
you're fool.' cried Philip, while
the Brittains looked on with amused
comprehension.
l gazed after the disappearing Ma
thalie, and found her eyes directed to
my feet. CHANGING down, stopped and
picked up card:
MISS NATHALIE HALL.
At home Thursdays.
The Thursdays was accentuated by
l shadowy penciled line.
a fool" repeated Phil. angrily.
Certainly" l agreed absently, and
nv lips conveyed silent answer TO
Nathalie's backward glance as she
turned the corner.
and, to make long story short, we