Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-01-05
with me. here. SIR"

with me, here, sir2"
The young man looked up surprised.
The voice was that of another man.
Are you not we'll, Mr.. Appleton? That
was clearly set out as part of the ar
rangement"
Mr.. Appleton found his voice and
words. This last straw had broken the
camefs back He sprang to his feet and
came threateningly toward his visitor.
"You scoundrel! You miserable hound !
You've only come here to insult me. If
Alilly has consented to such an arrange
ment, she is no daughter of mine, / dis
own her."
The man addressed had gone as pale as
Mr.. Appleton was purple.
There Is some misunderstanding"
There is no misunderstanding You've
been brutally candid with me; Pm going
to be brutally candid with you before I
fling the door open and kick you out.
You thought you would come here and
sponge on me, did your"
There is some mistake, some extraor-
binary mistake. Do you know who l
amp
I've forgotten your name, but I've got
your letter safe enough. intend to keep
it as the work of one of the most impu-
dent fellows that ever crossed my path -
The other man was now calmness itself.
He approached Mr.. Appleton, who had
subsidized into chair, perfectly breath
less.
Now, perhaps, you will kindly allow
me to explain. | am here in answer to
this advertisement in today's Daily Intel
ligence: Wanted, gentleman tutor for
girl of IA; knowledge of modern Ian
guages essential; university man pre-
ferred; live with family; moderate sal
airy. Apply Appleton, The Lines, Little
Byfeld.' My name is Percy Edmonds-
there's my card. I'm here, as I said be-
fore. in answer to that advertisement.
Il think am fairly entitled now, Mr..
Appleton, to little explanation from
YOU"
A lanky girl came running over the
lawn, lesson book in hand and hair a-fy-
ing.
''Where's Mr.. Edmonds, Milly?"
The girl in the deck chair opened her
eyes.
L don't know"
The lanky girl cast eyes at the vacant
chair beside her.
And don't care?'
Don't be silly, Beryl! But I don't
think he's gone out of the garden
''Ah there he is, taking a constitutional
all by himself in the shrubbery. What
mck!"
She skipped away. AIilly closed her
eyes. The two voices discussing a prob
lem in Euclid were just distinguishable
from where she was sitting.
How peaceful it was in the oldworld
garden at "The Limes!"
How different this scene-and that
Only a few months ago Carl Hillyard-
the real Carl Hillyard-having visited
THE Lines" on the afternoon of Ed
mond's memorable interview. and. having
wrung a reluctant consent from Mr.. APP
pleton, had proposed to her-and been
refused. She did not love him.
How, had she found her life's mate in a
poor tutor, whom she had dismissed for
fifteen minutes whilst she thought-and
thought-and thought?
What would her father say to Percy
Edmonds now? Much as he liked and re-
spected him as Beryfs tutor, could he
contemplate him in his new capacityg
The voices from the shrubbery had
ceased for minute or so. There came
light footstep over the grass.
SIS that you, Beryl?" She knew per-
fectly well it wasn't, but this is wom-
ans way.
no, it's l." He bent over the back of
the chair. tits a quarter of an hour
since you sent me away. Well?"
She slowly picked to pieces a blade of
grass in her hand
''It's-all-right-Percy."
"You dar-" His hands We're on her
shoulders.
stop! You must go and ask papa
first. He's sitting reading in the draw
ing room. Better luck than last timel' -
Over the lawn Edmonds stepped, his
heart in his mouth. He remembered that
one awful interview with Mr.. Appleton.
Would his reception now be anything
similar?
Take her, my boy, take her! I've al
ways liked you-except during the first
twenty minutes of our acquaintance, -
said the old gentleman. "I'll stand be-
hind you in the matter of money. There's
my hand and blessing! Now 60 and tell
Milly!"
And Edmonds vent Philadelphia Bull