The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1904-12-02
trying its best to shine this very min

trying It's best TO shine this very min.
ute"
MAY failure attend its efrorts-thai
isl mean-you know how very un.
certain such weather is, and IL l al.
lowed you to be caught again I'd never
forgive myself"
"Oh, you wouldn't think of 1t again,
of course" she laughed coyly. but
! should be desolated IL l caused you
to miss your appointment. It's quite
q little nearer than 1t was, you
know"
"Hang the appointment oh, say,
I beg your pardon, you know. But
really I'm having such good time I'd
forgotten, and It's bore anyway"
1.-THE appointments
Eyes. a beastly duty, you see. You
wouldn't mind my unburdening my
self? I'm just in town for a few
weeks on business, and an old school
chum made me promise I'd look I'D his
sister-gave me letter and all that,
which I'm to present this afternoon.
know her sort too well-the frothy,
gushy kind. Old Bob's the right stuff,
but these girls-Lord, I'd no end rath.
er be excused. If 1t had only been
some one like you, now
"Oh, you really mustn't say It." came
a queer. muffied voice.
Ward looked down to see q very pink
face, pair Of unaccountably roguish
eyes and tempting mouth that twitch.
ed at the corners.
"Why mustn't l say itT' he persist
ed. Hang conventionality! There 90
again-but hang 1t anyway! Here am
having the best time of my life, and
just because we happen not to have
met formally can't say what think.
And, worse still, I've got to go pres
emily and run my head straight into
moose. Probably find an at home and
the house full Of others just like her.
I'd not rebel at all If you were to take
care Of me-that is, If you were will
ing. Can't we be introduced or some
thing, whatever would be necessary to
make it proper?'
The pretty face had burned pinker
and pinker.
Don't you think you're a bit hard
on girl you've never seenY suggest
ed the same muffied voice.
Don't have to see her. What's more,
you. But Bob
Bob who? might know his sister,"
Bob Dalrymple Grand old chap
too"
II knew itv' triumphantly. 81 mean
yes, l have heard of him. And here
we are at Mrs. Walkers. You can't
think how grateful am for the share
In your umbrella-and your very re-
freshing frankness. Goodby."
"Oh, | say! You're going to let me
find you again, aren't you? To lose you
at once for mere form when I've
waited all these years."
The genuine distress on his face was
too much for Phyllis composure, and
the repressed laughter came in q gale
of merriment.
81 won't detain you longer" she said,
swinging the gate with her toe. II have
an engagement at 3-something of a
nuisance too. / shall have to entertain
friend of my brothers, and l under
stand he's rather stick-not half so
charming as you have been, I'm sure"
Then the gate slammed against her
hand, and a shower of white cards
sprinkled the walk. Ward bent to pick
up her purse and from every white
square was confronted by the words,
miss Phyllis Dalrymple."
Miss Dalrymple," he stammered in
an agony of humiliation. "I-I-how
could you let me-I''-
But Phyllis was tripping up the
walk. AS she reached the step she
turned and smiled. Just then the sun
burst from behind a cloud, transform
ing the world into a sparkle of dia-
mond drops.
Miss Dalrymple will be at home,
alone, at g." she said. 1T is possible
that she would listen to a-well, let us
say an explanation"