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I9E@ liar to him. there's only
tomorrow left, and I must arrange to
have a few minutes with Miss Lyt-
Teton. She's the sort of a girl who
would make a fellow a real good wife.
/ rather thinks she likes me, and the
fact that i am heir to q ~baronetcy,
with a good income attached, will have
som weight. I intend to have a try
Tomorrow"
Digby Grant blew out a cloud Of
smoke in order to hide the expression
that crept over his.face.
THAT means said Digby. after a
pause. that you intend 10 propose to
her tomorrow"
Il don't see what other %interpreta-
ton you can put on my Words re-
Joined Guy, rather i%rritably. You
don't seem very bright to-day; you are
tired after your walk. Your voice is
a bit shaky. Have something 10 brace
you up"
"No. thanks" said Digby, forcing a
laugh. But go on."
well" continued Guy, II have fallen
in love with that girl. My life will
not be not be a happy one if I do not
win her. l have mentioned my inten-
ton to you. old fellow, because 1 wish
to ask. q favor"
"What is it," inquired Digby, sur
prised. II can't help you to win Grace
Il ought to say, Miss Grace Lyttle-
tom
Yes, you can" was the astonished
rejoinder. Il simply want you to keep
out Of the way. You see pursued
Guy. a trife awkwardly. 1--WE are al
ways together. Now, 1 can't propose
to her with you by my side, so 1
want"
"Oh, III clear out for the day."
agreed Digby. You ought to get a
good chance. I'm going to turn in now.
on the following morning we start for
town. Good night"
Digby Grant was not in a pleasant
mood when he reached his OWL bed
tOOlh 11C, w., "GS III wv WILL NLoSS
Lyttleton; he had been trying to ar
rive at a decision a. to whether she
cared for him or nOt-whether he
would be likely to stand any chance if
he proposed. He was not very we'll off.
but nevertheless, he could offer her a
good home, and he was rising in his
profession. Now. at the last moment
Guy had announced his intention of
3 essaying the capture of Grace's hand
and heart.
81 can't go behind his back" NUT
tered Digby, disconsolately. $50 I
must stand aside. Is she the sort of
girl that would be c%aptivated by the
prospect of a title? I hardly think so.
yet she may be in love with him. for
women like a masterful man. 1 don't
! see that I have any right to inter
fere!" groaned Digby. Il might be
1 off early and go to-somewhere-for
the dayr!'
He was true to his word, and Guy
Maxwell watched for the opportunity.
Miss Lyttleton was staying at the same
hotel, where her father had taken a
suite of rooms to accommodate him
self. his daughter and his young son
a boy Of fourteen. Mr.. Lyttleton
thought it a bore to be compelled to
spend two or three weeks away from
his business, so he had letters sent on,
and spent a fair proportion of his time
in writing his instructions, talking to
/ London on the telephone or rejecting
over commercial problems in the smok-
ing room. Grace and Roy were left
much to themselves, which was for
tunate from Guys point of view.
"The boy will be off somewhere. and
she will be alone. so far as her rela-
! tives are concerned" unused Guy with
great satisfaction. 81 can manage to
get her to a quiet spot somewhere in
side Or out, and the thing will be
done"
He had to wait some time for his
chance during the morning. Other
gentlemen appeared to claim a goodly
share of her attention. and she was
playing tennis in the spacious grounds
of the palatial hotel. Roy, too, seemed
to be lodging about" as Guy inele-
gantly phrased il. more than usual.
However, the much desired opportun-
ity presented itself at last, and he
found himself alone with Grace Lyt-
tleton.
MAY I have the pleasure of q walk
and a talk with you in the garden, Miss
Lyttleton:" be asked CALAMITY. You
feel warm after that game. and the
flowers are worth seeing. l am going
away tomorrow. and I should like
this last day of my stay to be the hap
pest"
Il She glanced at him shyly. half
II frightened, but said briefly that she
would like a walk among the flowers.
81 think she guesses what is com
ing" said Guy exultantly to himself.
"That makes my task easier"
They went into the garden. and af-
ter a few steps he suggested that they
should seat themselves on a rustic
bench.
In spite Of his masterfrl disposition,
Guy felt a little nervou about begin,
ming. He nerved himself and said:
Miss Lyttleton. I have asked you
Ito come here bacauSe-"
"Oh, there you are" chimed a shrill
voice. 'Nice in here. isn't it? Got
room for me-
And Roy Lyttleton took a seat next
to his sister.