Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-02-12
CHAPTER IX.-Continued.

"All my frocks are becoming" Lii haz-
srded. "Auntie selects them. But
well, yes, of course l will wear my most
becoming one, if you wish it."
"And which is that? Are you quite
sure that you known"
"Oh, yes, know quite WELT I will
show it to you when you care to see it;
but you need not worry about it. /
know"
"What makes you so certaini"
Because Billy Daryl told me. Billy
knows"
She nodded her head with an air of I'M
wonted decision. Mother and son glanced
at one another with comprehension. Mrs
Galbraith knew the history of Billy
Daryl as far as it was known to her son,
and saw danger in it.
She smiled sweetly.
"Ah, yes, l have heard of this boy
with the common name-the parsons
son, believe! But it is not a question
of what suits Master Billy Darylls taste
It is a question of what suits my sons
The decision will lie with him and me-"
A quick flush dyed the girls cheeks
She let her book fall, stopped to pick it
up, leant back again, but made no an
swer. Galbraith, urged by his mothers
glance, asked in a supercilious tone what
color Billy DarylPs favorite frock was.
Just white" replied Lii; white
chiffon over silk. Are you any wiser?"
II should like to see you in this cele-
brated garment, then l shall be better
l, - Is j l.
favor of putting it pr said Galbraith
why, yes. if you like"
She rose languidly and retired, and let
her maid robe her. Then she came down
stairs, no longer languid With the put
ting on of the familiar gown had re-
turned the familiar gaiety. She entered
the drawing room with dancing step It
was as though Billy and her aunt were
again present, so vivid was her imagin.
ing. Her face was flushed, her eyes gilt
tered
She came to a sudden standstill before
her betrothed.
"Now, it is q pretty dress, isn't it?'
she said coquettishly. Billy was quite
right, wasn't her"
81 do not think that it suits you,
Baby" Galbraith replied; sit is pretty
y
Wednesday. You will wear the one
choose, love-"
"Will II" she answered quietly. "And
what is that 2"
MY mother tells me you have another
gown, white also-of course it must be
white-but trimmed with pearls. She
prefers that"
Does she %
Eyes, my little sweetheart, Have I
not said SOY"
ITO be sure! So you have"
Miss Lauriston looked fxedly at Ken
nedy Galbraith. Her eyes seemed to hold
Indifference and a certain WEAKNESS of
the subject in hand.
you understand, my darling" said
Mrs. Galbraith, Il see that you under
stand. That is as it should be- A WON
an cannot learn too soon to please the
man who loves her, the man who is to be
her head. And you are so sweetly ODE
dent; it is quite delightful"
Am II" said Lii
Galbraith looked impatient. He was
thinking of another woman, who, dearly
as she loved him, could yet assert herself
by fierce guests of passion and vehement
words. This calm obedience irritated
him even while he exacted it. He was
hard to please this evening Mrs. Gal
braith eyed Lii curiously.
Il think I will go to bed now,' the girl
said. Il have to get out of this frock
and it is not worth while to be dressed
again this evening"
ut is only 9, love"
81 know it; am not going to bed yet
of course. But | can read in my own
room for a while. Indeed l always do
that. do not sleep much, you see, and
1t passes the time"
Saying this, she bade them good night,
and left the room.
You have seen Stella Gray again" his
mother said in low voice. 81 know that
you have.''
Yes, have" said he; that's the mis-
chief of it. was all right till / came
across her. 1t was a bit of i'll luck that
we should meet again. OF course she is
out of the question. / know that as well
as you do, mother, and better; but she
sets one comparing. 1t is case of Look
here, upon this picture and on this
No, my son." Mrs. Galbraith said firm
ly, ut must not be that. That way mad
ness lies. You must look on one picture
only. 1t won't do for you to see her
again. If you trust yourself with her
she is clever enough to get you and to
keep you. You can't afford to give up
this little milk land water miss"
The man looked helplessly at her.
II know it, he said; "but what am !
to do?"
1t was not the first time that Mrs.
Galbraith had come to her sons rescue in
his weaker moments; and this by force
OF unanswering common sense.
You must write to Stella Gray, and
tell her that you won't see her again.
Write any way you like. say anything
you like, but make it clear. That is
your only chance. If you explain the sit
nation she will have sense to see that
you have only one course open to you"
CHAPTER X
The eventful Wednesday had arrived;
at any moment the guests might appear,
for the hour was already late. Mother