Middletown transcript., 1907-08-03
She assented, and he indicated

1A&AV4& SAGul4ls
Is this your property ?
Yes, of course; she said. It Isl
me, too.
Yes, / see that, and the cur
ious thing is. that another com
petitor has sent an almost exact
|ly similar sketch a little differ.
ence in the features, perhaps,
but quite recognizable.
Peggy started to her feet in
furious Indignation.
The-wretch! How dare he
Mr.. Harold Densmore. Do
you know him, Miss Travers
Do | know him Yes, or rather
I did know him, for | shall never
look at him again. ! suppose that
this is to show me how little he
cares.
i presume, then, tnat ooth
sketches are your work 7
My work Good gracious, no;
cant draw a stroke, said Peggy
in astonishment. Harold drew
them.
| Then had you Mr.. Densmore's
concent to send in that pictureg
No, of course not! said Peggy
hotly. It was mine! He gave it
to me, ! supposed ] could do
what I liked with il.
| The editor considered,
This complicates matters con-
siderably. These two ske tches
are very much the best sent in,
and I should very much like to
have one. However have asked
| Mr.. Densmore to call also, and !
think he should soon be here, so
no doubt we can come to some
arrangement.
My goodness! said Peggy wild
Ely, what am I to do? ] can't meet
him!
| She seized her sunshade and
| made for the door.
I am sorry, Miss Travers, to
detain you, but I really can't let
you go till Mr.. Densmore
comes. Imust have this matter
cleared up.
He walked over to the door as
he spoke, effectually barring her
escape.
She looked at him in despair,
and her lip trembled.
! thought You looked a nice
man! Cant you see how awkward
it is? I was engaged to Harold,
and I have broken it off now: and
oh. you must let me out!
The editor of the Tuxedo Mag
azine was an astute young man.
He was engaged to a nice little
girl himself, and, naturally, liked
ed to see other couples properly
arranged. Here was a chance Of
setting a misguided pair OF lovers
right!
Peggy was nearly ia tears by
this time, but by q brave effort
she kept them in check. just
then the door opened, and she re-
| allied that escape was out of the
lquestion. She retired with her
chin in the air to a distant win
dow, and appeared to be engross-
ed in the traffic outside. The
room was large a one, and Harold
j Densmore did not notice her.
] am very glad you have sent
for me. he began atonce. I wish
to withdraw my entry for the
competition. I have changed
my mind about it, as it lnightgiye
offence to a lady whom know.
In silence the editor handed
him the two sketches, and Har-
old stared at them in amazenent.
Then, hearing a suppressed
little sniff, he looked round.
Peggy?
Yes, its me, she said, with a
sweet disregard Of grammar. ]
didit because ! wanted money to
get things to go 10 Newport with
those Macklyns. have chang
ed my mind, I'm not going now.
so Harold can have the prize,
Mr.. Mr.. Editor-I don't know
your name.
Wexford, at your service, he
said, bowing.
How horribly like Wilfred, she
thought.
I hope you will reconsider your
decision, Mr.. Densmore. Wexford
went on, or perhaps you could
let me have something else for q
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Il think Miss Travers and /
might discuss matters over some
whore, and I shall let, you
know tonight, If that will do.
Delighted, murmured Wexford,
as he bowed them ont, for what
could Peggy do but go with this
masterfnl young man?
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