The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1908-04-30

ed the steps and soon was standing in
the hallway. while the butler went of
to find the girl.
You have a letter from Mr.. Run
yon!' she asked as L.ippy was ushered
into Il room all sweet smells and soft
toned colors. L.!ppy shook his head in
a negative.
He didn't have no time TO write he
explained. He couldn't wait fr That.
He told me to hot foot it up here and
tell you he couldn't wait Steven sec
onds without you. You're TO come down
wit me-
whats the natter" she asked in
establishment. mfr. Runyon is in some
trouble:"
Up to his neck declared L.ippy.
Say. if you don't get down in a hurry
he'll go dead nutty. He was mos bug
house when | went away from there
wit somethin' t tell you."
"Wait in the hall. I'll be right down."
she promised. while her trembling
hands toyed nervously with a ribbon.
IL did not know it was so serious
that he would take it this way"
Serious" echoed Lippy. "IIl bet we
find two cops and the ambulance doc
in tn place If we don't get there pretty
quick"
The girl rang the bell for her maid.
and Lippy went down to the front hall
to spend a pleasant ten minutes in i'm
pertinent conversation addressed to the
butler with the delightful knowledge
that the staid functionary did not dare
hit back.
Then the girl came down the stairs
heavy furs, and Lippy wonderingly fol-
lowed her into the automobile that
stood at the curb. This sort Of type
writer was new to him.
The ride was all too short. and the
girl pressed after him as Lippy raced
down the hall and proudly threw open
the door with n shrill Il got her. boss"
Runyon came out of his private Office
and halted as he looked at the girl.
You have come. Aline? You for
give?" he asked hoarsely.
THE boy said you were nearly dis
tracted." she explained. Il should not
have come If he had not led me to be-
lieve that you were on the point Of
committing some rash action"
IL sent him for that typewriter you
recommended" explained RunyOn. my
girl got married yesterday and left
town. l had the address of this girl OF
whom you had spoken. Lippy, let me
see that card
Lippy produced the now battered
p~asteboard. 1t was one Of Aline Bre-
walls W cards with a penciled ad-
dress on the back. but the pencil marks
were almost obliterated through fric-
ton with other papers.
Il did not notice that the pencil ad-
dress was blurred out" explained
Runyon. Il suppose that Lippy did
moi ever notice the marks. He Is re-
sponsible for the trouble to which you
ha been put. But. dear. can't you
see the hand Of fate in the develop
ment? Won't you believe in the SINGER
ity Of my penitence and forgive my Ill
humorY
Lippy. catching the drift Of the re-
mark. searched the girls face. His
quick perception saw In her clear eyes
the dawn Of forgiveness long before
his employer read his answer, and he
plucked at Runyon's coat.
"Say, BOSS he shrilled, I'll 60 out
and get me lunch" And as he departed
he innocently slipped the spring latch
that these two. who were oblivious to
all else than themselves, should not be
disturbed by the intrusion Of book
agents or peddlers.
1t was an hour before he showed up
ishly at his desk. while Miss Breval sat
by the window enjoying the panorama
of the city spread before her gaze.
Runyon handed him a letter.
Take that to this address," he said
smilingly. 1T is the address of the
new typewriter. When she comes. give
her these specifications to copy. | shall
not be here when you get back. shall
not be back until tomorrow"
I'm sorry | didn't get her tn first
time said Lippy hypocritically.
Its all right" assured Runyon as he
added a five dollar bill to the envelope
he still held out. You improved upon
instructions, and we, Miss Breval and
myself, are very much obliged"
Don't menshun it," muttered Lippy.
backing away. for Miss Breval was
smiling upon him. and the radiance Of
for the first time in his eventful young