The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1907-05-28
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BY JAMES PAYN.
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between ourselves, sir, if you please, A"
added the girl earnestly; for what
Miss Aldred gave out was that she
had headache and did not feel equal
| to going to the ball herself
4 did not hear her say that she
| had a headache" observed Adair,
greatly Modified. "Then it was not
your mistress fault-that is, it was
not of her own will that she stopped
at homer"
Certainly not, sir, she has bet
ter opinion of Mr.. Perry perhaps
than some of us have, and did not
think it possible that he would so Of
fend again. But my mistress is a
young lady of spirit, and if she was
once persuaded that Mr.. Perry or
any other gentleman was presuming
upon any kindness she had shown
him, or taking advantage of some
fancied hold of her in any other way,
she would go to her guardian at once,
nd matter what annoyance 1t cost her,
and my master would know how to
deal with him
mo doubt, no doubt" said Adair,
with the red on his cheeks, but in as
careless a tone as he could assume:
fstill, in the matter of Mr.. Perry's I'M
seasonable call, I understand you to
say that Miss Gilbert did not wish
the canon TO know about it."
''She does not know about it her
self. sir, as yet" returned Miss Per-
kins, tartly; "but it doesn't need a
ghost from the grave, I should think,
to know that no young lady wants
to be made the talk of the town. l
should have thought every gentleman
who was a gentleman understood
that"
II understand it perfectly we'll, my
good girl; and 1 think I understand
you," said Adair, smiling as he drew
his purse from his pocket. 81 should
like your young mistress to know I
had looked in, in case might be of
any use; but, of course, no one else
shall know. Be so good as to give
her my compliments, and say shall
do myself the honor of calling to-
morrow"
Ou, IuduA you, SIT.
1t was not Mr. Adair's polite prom
Use that had thus excited Miss Per-
kins' gratitude, but the coin he had
dropped into her hand, and which
her nice sense of touch Immediately
informed her was a sovereign.
would you like an umbrella, sir?
If you don't mind a Bingham, I'll
lend you mine"
Declining this generous offer with
smile, and chucking the damsel
under the chin (from notion that
that course of conduct was, under
the circumstances, expected of him,
rather than from any amatory i'm
pulse), Mr.. Adair let himself out.
Hes about as wet as frog" OBJ
served Miss Perkins, rubbing her
chin with her frilled apron, as she
locked the door behind him, 81 hope
that poor young man won't die of a
cold. I had no idea when l first set
eyes upon him that he was such a
good sort. One should never judge
men, as men do women, by their
looks. Handsome is as handsome
does is my motto. Now, there's Mr..
Perry One would imagine to look
at him that to do him ever so slight
a service would be gold in any ones
pocket; and yet meaner man never
stepped. To think that the very day
he was married on the sly that he
only gave half sovereign to his
wife's own maid! BAH ! hate such
husbands!"