The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-03-06

dow, staring out into the morning sun
shine.
A sudden, overmastering impulse
to seize the piquant little face between
his two hands, and with crushing kisses
drave the scornful indifference out
of it swept over Chiffon like a wave,
but he beat back the feeling defiantly
and resumed in matter-of-fact tone.
addressing himself to the back of his
wife's blue morning gown.
You mustn't understand me to
mean any legal muss-publicity, law
yers and that sort of thing. Neither
of us would care to go through that,
L fancy. The firms agent in Bremen
hasn't been handling the business to
suit Carter and Dennet for some time,
and Dennet as good as told me last
night at the club-it was because 1
had an appointment with him that I
went, but l wouldn't say so. you were
so unreasonable about my going-that
if things didn't change soon it was
more than probable that 1 should be
sent over to take charge for a year.
Dennet said he fancied you would en-
joy the trip immensely; he didn't sus-
pect that he was rubbing it in. Natur-
ally, in time my being abroad would
become an old story and people
wouldn't think much about it one way
or another; then you would be free to
live your life as you saw fit. That
would suit you, wouldn't it?"
Perfectly" answered Mrs. Chiffon
with a short laugh.
Such a short and curious laugh that
Cupid, getting a fleeing glimpse at his
mistress face, uttered a sympathetic
wall.
''Why doesn't Sidney stop it?" he
thought Indignantly, then they'd take
me out walking as usual-must be glor-
ious in the park this morning; he'll
back down in the end, anyway, and act
positively silly-he always does. 1 be-
lieve they do this sort of thing for the
fun of making up again, but 1 call it
downright indecent for them to spoil
my walk. 1t would be amusing to con-
template if time wasn't so pressing
I'll take a stand in this myself in
minute, my patience is wearing out.
At the sound of Cupid's voice Sidney
started and whistled under his breath.
'What'll we do about the bull pup.
Else?' he queried tentatively. 1--WE
can fix up the other-er-financial mat
ters well enough, but we can't divide
him."
Mrs. Chilton's indifference vanished,
and she wheeled sharply. 'I shall take
Cupid, of course" she said with de-
cision.
'Indeed?" retorted her husband with
some heat. 81 rather think not. Cupid
is my dog, if you please: he"-with
whitening emphasis-"would be utterly
miserable without me-"
your dog? sarcastically. "How did
he become your property, if you
please?"
well. you-er-gave him to me, I'll
admit that. but he's mine now, aren't
you, old mah?'
Cupid gave his tail an impatient
wag. II see the closet door is ajar," he
thought with much satisfaction, that
simplifies things for me considerably"
Cupid" said Mrs. Chiffon sorrow
fully, would you leave your poor
mother alone and go away--miles and
miles?"
II wonder if Elsie really thinks me
so stupid as to suppose I'm taken in
by that?" Cupid told himself wrath
fully. "Oh, no-not for a minute, that
was all for Sidney's benefit. l certain
ly have to bear great deal more
than ordinary dogs. There's the New
foundland that belongs to the butcher.
He doesn't know what the inside of
the dog show looks like-much less
owning two firsts and a second, as l
do; but he don't have to wait morn
ings for somebody to take him out-he
just goes whenever he wants"
SUPPOSE we let Cupid choose?"
Chiffon was speaking. Il will call
Nun anu hitn y0Q tIy its the Oht ~
stays with shall have him. Come
Cupid" in a voice meant to be hilari-
Gus. want to so with Sidney? Come
on, then"
Cupid" entreated Elsie softly.
Cupid emitted a heartbroken wall.
Was ever a dog with the blue blood
and pedigree I've got badgered like
thia?" he howied. you IDIOTS You
great big silly kidsl You make me
supremely tired"
The disgust and outraged dignity he
stroye 20 express bounced him up ana
down on the rose with every bark. Ike
q rubber dog. and al AZ once bis sore
ly tried patience gave way.
Rushing wildly toward the closet be
thrust open the door with hiH nose ana
disappeared. Prom the depths arose
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