The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1906-07-12
CHAPTE III.

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dear" said the person appealed to.
81 have my hands as full as they can
hold. It's Lillian Lees birthday to
morrow, and If I'm to have this fin
ished In time | shall be at work till
midnight"
"Oh, bother Lillian Lees birthday.
I'VE no more than a fortnight's leave,
and we've hardly had a day together.
I call it downright unsisterly. It's
simply beastly."
They don't teach we manners on
board ship, do they, Bob, darling?"
said Miss Molloy, looking up at her
companion with roguish eyes. "Ah,
then, what's the use of your trying to
be out OF temper? Sit down now, like
the good boy we can be when we like.
Ye can smoke If ye want to. and wen
be just as happy here as We would be
on the river"
"All right" said the young man, In
a tone which indicated that all was
wrong. His sister, who was engaged
In the fine embroidery Of some silken
mystery, sat on the shady side Of the
veranda which surrounded a pretty
little bungalow overgrown with Vir-
ginia creeper AMI roses. Her brother
bestowed his fannel-clad figure in a
long cane l|ounging chair, lit a pipe,
and lay smoking for ii while with an
air OF injury. we're mighty fond of
Miss Lillian Lee all Of a sudden" he
said. Il never heard of her till | came
home this leave
ooh, yes we have, then" responded
Miss Molloy. only we've forgotten.
We've been friendly this three years"
The young man, yielding to the sooth-
ing influence of tobacco, lay quiet for
q while, putting rings of smoke into
the tranquil air.
"Oh, Belle" he said suddenly. I've
news for ye. Ye're going to have a
new neighbor. The newspaper man
what's his name again?--Truscott-
Is going TO get married"
That's an interesting fact in itself,
but | don't know the man be sight"
said the young lady. Who's he mar
rying?"
ITS some tremendous swell, I
know" said young Molloy: but I've
forgotten her name. ! got he news
from Billery. You remember BilIery?"
Faith | do, then" his sister an
swered. Its the little man that ruin
ed himself, and Is always tellin' other
people how they can make a fortune"
That's the Johnny" said young
Molloy. But I've not told you me
news yet. ] say ye're going TO have
q new neighbour
'Is the newspaper man leaving when
he marries?"
He is, and it's your own knight of
the rueful countenance that's taken
over his lease and is coming to live
down here"
"Ye can't be meaning that Brangwyn
man." cried Miss Belle. dropping her
work into her lap and looking at her
brother with an ali u great displeas-
ure.
II am" he said, mo less. Mr..
Aloysius Brangwyn takes up his ten
ancy in about a week, so Billery tells
me. Yell not be wanting for society
now, Belle, me darlin'."
Society" cried Miss Molloy with
q tnpn 80 ornat nnarhitu sGI. a. ..o;
ETY.? Upon my word OF honor IL | were
shipwrecked with the man upon a
desert island I'd live on one side of 1t
and Danish him to the other"
"Ye would not, then" her brother
responded. I'm not saying | like him
meself. for | don't. but ! never met a
soul in me life that had half the mans
charm when he likes to use 1t. It's not
six months since we were stationed at
Villefranche, and / saw a great deal of
him there. He'd a lovely yacht-the
Seagull-a little thing of about three
hundred tons, and ! dined aboard with
him. He was good enough to remem-
Der me, and at first 1t struck me that
he was a lot too p~atronizing, but In a
month we were as thick as thieves,
and I tell We, Belle, he was the idol of
the place. The women were round
him like shoals"
"Oh, the women" said Miss Belle,
with a mighty disdainful infection.
81 know your opinion of your own
charmin' sex" said Master Bob, "and
I needn't tell you that | share ut"
"You. we whippersnapper." cried his
sister; AN what right have you to an
opinion? The women are little enough
to brag Of. They're Eighty and hollow.
headed enough, poor things, but
they're VISIONS self with any male
creature of your age and experience
That's as may be-" said Bob, COM
placently. But I thought ye'd be in
terested in knowing that your own
special bete-noir was coming to live
within q hundred yards"
II suppose this Is yoSg NEAR re.
yenge. because ! couldn't come on the
river" said Belle. viciously, biting
with her white teeth at q piece OF scar.
let sewing silk. "Of course that's non.
soran ThA mans coming ! and vo,ro