The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-07-09


abandoned oiiyla--a depressing com.
ment on the numerical strength Of her
cousins weaknesses.
But there's only Miss Betterton
left now" she said anMously. Gift for
what's this word? Nursingg Oh.
I'm sure that's not true
And II It WERE" Rupert demurred.
Il don't want always to be m Won
know. I'm afraid she'd have no scope
for her talents"
Philippa nodded. "No. you're dread.
FULLY strong Would enjoy photog-
raphy as a hobby"
Think Of that And photography
and picture postcards always 60 to.
gether. And my entire income would
be spent on albums for them. !
know
Should cultivate, Philippe con-
tinued, tact and a sense Of humor"-
She paused, "Cultlvate?" she re-
peated, blandly. what an idea%
Cultivate" he explained, rs the
polite-er-graphologism for deficient
in"
Thank you, so much" murmured
Philippe ironically But only meant
that-that think she won't do"
b mo, l think she won't do"
but she's the last"
"And I've got to choose one"
They reflected WELL" said Phil
ippa, at last, desperately, you've paid
your penny, and you'd better"
1T wasn't a penny, he interrupted
gloomily. He's a very exceptional
graphologist, and he charges five
shillings each"
"ohl" said Philippa. But is ave
shillings so excessive for a really
reliable wife?"
But when one goes in for 50 many"
Rupert protested.
She gasped.
Il mean, prospective-that is, op
tional" he corrected hurrledly.
But these four optional wives OBJ
jected Philippe, "are all so hateful
at least, when they're graphologized. |
really think another five shillings
would be a justifiable outlay" She
spoke a little absently; she was
glancing through the typewriter
character OF Rupert himself, and he
watched her with hint Of compla.
eency. A subdued light in her eyes as
she looked up troubled him.
I'm afraid there are good many
mistakes in IT," he said modestly.
Philippa reflected. did you have
to pay extra for yoursT she demand
ed.
What for?7 he asked measily.
"The whltewash." said Philippa,
with dancing eyes.
He looked at her with gentle re-
proach Il thought yours perfect"
he said.
"Mine2"
"Yes." He searched in his pocket
book. 81 wanted to know yours, but.
Of course, didn't put 1t with the
others, as you are not-available.
"Please let me see Il" she said
hastily. Though-though you had no
right to do such thing"
She read it with distinct eagerness.
suddenly she laughed, and then found
him awaiting an explanation. she
looked confused. 'Its-its dread
fully whitewashed. too. I'm afraid
suppose, for a consideration, the-the
graphologist leaves out your bad
points?"
Yours are all there"
But there isn't one!"
Precisely"
She was silent. and he came step
nearer. phil, dear, you're quite sure
that particular design isis out OF
stock?"
She studied the carpet attentiyely'
"some designs" she murmured' can
be got by renewing the order lot
them"
He was incredulous. This one was
out Of stock three weeks ago, ne re-
minded her.
She hesitated. "You chose such a
bad time, Ru," she confessed. II
had a cold, and you ought to have
known that wasn't the right time
rs this?" he demanded, eagerly
eHow dare you" he retorted' tor,
ment me with your four optional
wives?"
He gathered up the typewriter
sheets and tore them In fragments,
"AIs fair" he began. But she pu'
her fingers on her lips
nRn dear. what a lot Of trouble you