Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-08-31

plcXlOn. NoL CndC US cream or ln'
 valley smother in rosebuds as your,
 is. my angel, but dress must have
 and your pa can't deny my takini
 you to choose"
 So the end of Deborah's shameless
 diplomacy was that the two went
 not to the inferior draper's whert
 Debby bought her extraordinary gar
 ments, though they went there later
 but to the hospital, where to her joy
 Sylvia was allowed to see Paul. He
 looked thin and pale, but was quite
 himself and very cheerful My dar
 lingv' he said, kissing Sylvia's hand
 while Debby sat bolt upright near the
 bed, with large handbag, and played
 propriety by glaring. Now shall
 get we'll quickly. The sight of you
 is better than all medicine.'
 Tt may be for the last time, Paul. said Sylvia. trying to keep back her tears, but you'll give me your ad- dress, and I'll write" "Oh, Sylvia. what is it?" My father has sold the books and is selling the house. We are going away-where to don't know"
 Sylvia" he asked, "did your father see my accident?"
 "No, Paul. He was busy in the shop. Bart saw it, but Debby said he wasn't to tell father.'
 Paul asked Sylvia another question. Do you remember that opal brooch I I showed you?'
 'The serpent. YesY "Well, it's lost.''
 "Lost, Paul?"
 The young man nodded mournfully I'm very vexed about it." he said i'll low tone; my mother wanted it back. was going to send it that very day, but when met with the accident 1t got lost somehow. It wasn't in my pocket when my clothes were ex- amined. though asked for it as soon as I became conscious. My friend also couldn't tell me- Him as caused the smashes," said Deborah. with several sniffs. "A nice, | PACtty 1iiCAu, uO say cA
 Tt wasn't his fault, Deborah. Mir. Hay stumbled on piece of orange peel and jcstied against me. I was taken by surprise and fell into the middle of the road just as the motor came along. Mir. Hay was more than sorry and has corae to see me every day with books and fruit and all manner of thingso
 Sylvia" said Paul softly, T want you to send your father to me-
 "Yes, Paul. Why do you wish to see him ?"
 Because he must be told of our love. don't think he will be so hard as you think, and I am ashamed of not hay ing told him before I like to act hon. orably. and fear, Sylvia, darling, we have not been quite fair to your fa- ther."
 T think so, too, Paul, and I intended to speak when we went home. But give me your address, so that if we go away unexpectedly I'll be able to write to you" Beecot gave her his Bloomsbury ad- dress and also that of his old home at Wargroye. in Essex. "Write care of my mother" he said. 'and then my father won't get the letter."
 Would he be angry if he knew" asked the girl timidly.
 Paul laughed to himself at the thought of the turkeycock's rage T think he would. dearest" said he, ''but that does not matter. Be true to me, and I'll be true to you"
 Here the nurse came to turn the wis itors away on the plea that Paul had talked quite enough. Debby hared up, but became meek when Sylvia lifted reproving finger. TheN Paul asked Debby to seek his Bloomsbury lodg- ings and bring to him any letters that might be waiting for him.
 On arriving in the room over the shop they found themselves confronted by Aaron, who looked less timid than usu- al and glowered at the pair angrily. Where have you been, Sylvia7' he asked.
 Father, have been to see Mir. Bee cot at the Charing Cross hospital"
 "why is Mir Beecot in the hospitalY'
 'He was knocked down." said Sylvia quietly, "and his arm is broken. A mo- tor car ran over him in Gwynne street. He wants to see you to tell you that be lost something"
 Norman turned even whiter than he was by nature, and the precipitation suddenly beaded his bald forehead. 'The opal serpenty he cried.
 "Yes, the brooch he showed me-"
 He showed youw cried Aaron. with a groan. And what did he tell you about 1t? what-what-what-thetruth orr He became passionate.
 Debby grasped Aaron's arm and whirled him into the middle oc the room like feather. Then she planted herself before Sylvia, with her arms akimbo. and glared like lloness. You can pinch me, sir, or give me black eyes and red noses if you like, but no finger on my precious, if dle for It."
 Aaron was staggered by this def ance and looked fierce for the moment Then he became timid again and cast the odd. anxious look over his shoulder. Leave the room. Deborah" he said in ! mild voice.
 The faithful maid replied by sitting town and folding her arms. Get your wild horses. sir" she said. breathing heavily, ''for only by them win I bs |