Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1907-05-08
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Emily" exclaimed Mrs. Mcguire
sharply, where's the cough mediclneT
But Emily Hunt was already digging
into her employers bag.
Deity she poured the medicine and
turned TO bring a glass OF water
Marston was at her heels, his own
drinking cup filed to the brim.
Thanks. Mr.. Mcguire took such a
dreadful cold while we were at Groton
lodge"
The invalid was recovering from the
paroxysm ann there was nothing for
Emily 10 do but introduce David TO
her employers.
Mr.. Mcguire extended a trembling
hand. Mrs. Mcguire raised her lorgnon.
poser
David's eyes twinkled even az Emily
Hunts cheeks colored.
mo, not exactly-in the law for pork
men"
Emily bit her lips and. returning To
her chair, stared hard at the flying
Genery
Forgive me- Emily. but | simply
had TO do it. She is impossible"
But you are In the law
And for men I'm pork. am going 10
Europe ON my first big commission"
IL am so glad you have found sue
ress." said Emily in calm voice.
though her heart beat suffocatngly.
She might have helped him to find il,
but now he was going 10 Europe for
mighty corporation, aud she was
companion, the most despised and in
adequately paid parsonage in the Ma
guire retinue.
Emily, ring for the porter and order
clam broth for us all from the buffet
car"
IL don't care for any, il you will ex-
cuse me, Mrs. Mcguire. I'll order for
two"
Nonsense" said the domineering
Mrs. Mcguire. "A cup OF hot broth
will do you good. You're looking a bit
ford TO have you sick Oh our hands
now. with Mcguire on the edge OF
pneumonia
The piercing tones ran the length OF
the car, and there was smothered
laughter up and down the lines. With
crimson cheeks. Emily touched the
button. but when the waiter arrived ii
was Marston who took the matter in
hand and ordered a dainty luncheon.
Mrs. Mcguire admitted that for
man "In pork" he knew how TO order.
1t annoyed her that she could not com
municste this discovery 70 her hR-
band Later she said something OF tine
sort 10 Emily, VINO had brsnGht MIR.
Mcguire an evening paper picked up at
Poughkeepsie.
Emily did not seem to hear the pa
troolzing remark OF her employer. Her
mind had leaped forward TO that mo
ment when the train should pull into
the Grand Central depot. Then she
and the Aaguires would enter the car
risge held in waiting by Ivesied serv-
ants, and Msrston would 20 his self
made Independent way. When she re
turned TO her chair, the dull fegGy
dusk was settling down on the river.
Pretty soon on the broad six track way
trains loaded with suburba mites would
be shooting past them, suburbanites
going home to cottages and fresides
all their own. where women who had
never dreamed OF artistic careers wait
ed for them.
The porter received Mrs. Maguire's
curt comment on poor gas with abject
apologies.
"Suthin's sure wrong. but we can't
locate the trouble. but Wen soon be In
town." he said and hurried on. He
knew tie Mcguire type.
Emily started. Marston's hand was
on her arm, not gently or az Il remind
or that he deserved her attention. but
in a mastery, determined clasp.
Emily. do you think for one minute
am going abroad and leave you with
that-that sort of woman I've got
to sail i'm the morning There is not
much time. but you can get frills and
frocks in Paris, and when we come
home. If visiting art centers abroad has
reused your ambitions once more, I'll
have YOU study with the best
ambitions; Just want
Marston bent very close TO catch the
last word-"you.'
Emily, get rug for Mr.. Mcguire.
exclaimed Mrs. Mcguire so sharply
that the DOING passengers all woke up.
Then as the girl leaned over to pick up
the fallen rug Mrs. Mcguire whispered
harshly:
II guess you forget where you are"
NO" replied Emily happily. I've
only just found out where | belong.
Mr.. Marston and ! are going 10 be
married tonight and sail for London in
the morning
Mrs. Mcguire gave vent to an excla-
nation that reused her husband to
frightened wonder and made several
men in the farther end OF the car laugh
aloud.
The little bride In chair IL leaned
over aud touched her husbands hand.
BILLY. dear. believe there's = little