Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-11-15

her mistress to Southampton. Would Miss Dalrymple stop long enough for a cup of tea? It was a raw day.
 With the last statement Miss Dal- rymple agreed, but she did not care for tea. She wanted to get back to town, not to tell her mother what she thought of peSsons who got telephone mes sages tangled up, but-well. just to forget this double disappointment. Of course there was enough to see and do in New York, but she never had seen a golf tournament, and 1t was embar- rassing to face this calm hammered butler in the role of needless child who had made mistake about her in vitation. And then there was Jimmy! Perhaps Jimmy might have had an ex- planation to offer, and now 1t was pushed whole week into the future, and weeks are long when love is young.
 She climbed into the village hack, and back to the town right in the teeth of an ugly east wind they rode, the girl wretched and the man jubi- lant at his shrewdness in recognizing the psychological moment for not tell ing all he knew.
 At the depot once more Miss Dal- rymple drew out her purse The mon- ey pocket contained $2, dime. two subway tickets and a tiny gold glove buttoner. If she paid the driver $2 for her round trip ride she would have 10 cents and two subway tickets with which to purchase her ticket back to town. Then brilliant idea came to her. She would buy her ticket with check. She gave the driver the two dollar bill with the dime for tip.
 When the 4:17 train from town pull ed into the station square shoulder ed, forceful looking chap dived into the depot and made for the ticket window Coming into the gloomy room. he did not see very clearly the tall figure which stood in his way.
 The station agent was saying: T would be very glad to oblige you if you could find any one to identify you, but 1t is against our rules. Good after noon, MT. Morgan. Want to use the telephone?"
 The tall figure swung around.
 "Oh, Carleton, am so glad'-
 Then sudden silence on the part of the two young people and wonder on the part of the station agent. The young man was the first to recover
 May I usurp my brothers place and be of service to you?" he asked, rather distantly.
 Dorothy flushed, then paled, but final ly her face set resolutely.
 "Yes; have made a mistake regard ing the date of the tournament, and, worse still, brought only little cash, and this gentleman will not accept a check, and want to get home."
 Her glance fell, and Jimmy Morgan had chance to bite his lip before he spoke, without a trace of amusement in his tones.
 IL, and there will not be another for an hour. was just about to telephone for my brothers car. Please let me take you back to town that way. See. the sun is coming out"
 Dorothy gripped her empty purse and murmured, "I think I had bet ter''-
 GO by automobile, I thought you'd agree with me-" interrupted Jimmy and while Dorothy drew q quick, amazed breath he picked up the telephone transmitter.
 The car was deep in the gloom of the Long Island ferryboat when Dor othy, trying to break an eloquent si- lence, murmured: q don't see how I ever made a mistake about the date. Carleton must have meant for me to go with them to Southampton. Moth CT never does catch messages over the phone"
 Heaven bless her for that and my sudden whim for a quiet night at Carleton's. Otherwise there is no tell ing, but it is all right now, dear."
 "Oh, Jimmy, please-those horad deck hands. Wait'-
 "Not long, dear"
 "No. only till we-are inside our own parlor," replied Dorothy in her old, mischievous, teasing way, with | the result that Jimmy felt that he l really could not wait, and what the passing deck hand saw sent him on i his way grinning.