Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-04-17

Polly smiled, though she heartily dis
liked Frcd's cousin.
you've been 50 thick with him |
thought you'd feel sort of disgraccd-
or mortified anyway. I'm thankful |
was never intimate with him-gambler,
blacklcg, thief
What are you talking about. Anna
bel?"
Then you haven't heard-and they
trailcd him here, arrested him and took
him away handcutlcd that tine Span
iSh gentleman. impostor. fraud. you've
gone to such lengths with" Annabcl
laughed mallciuusly.
And with whom any of you girls
would have been glad to 80 greater
lengths If he had looked ut YOU" Polly
flashed and marched on.
She was intensely shocked and-anI
Fred had been right I'm his estimate of
the fellow He would he justified in
his position now; he would be more
autocratiC than ever. She must assert
herself and break the engagement.
even if she afterward forgavr him.
AS she finally boarded the car she
recalled, with Il throb Of diSmay, the
long country lane she would have to
traverse In the gathering dusk frG.I
the trolley line to her old nurses
home.
The car was filled with suburban
laborerS, and she did not notice a
square jawed young man who had
perSiStently but cautiously followed
her swing himself on behind. where
he presently appeared to be arranging
something with rough but honest
looking man, who nodded and winkcd
knowingly as he pockctcd Il generous
bill.
Square jaws sQuatted on the car
steps out of sight; the other crOwde |
inside and seated himself clc'c to Miss
Polly. She glanced at him anZiouSly
as the men dropped eft one 10y one,
hoping I've, too. would leave. Hut whom
she aIightcd he sprang of and SlDuch-
ed away.
She looked doubtfully It ~" dark
cning road, half determined to g back
to the car. but discarded the idea with
a toss. "Run away and turn right
around and run back, Polly Pagct,
Well, | guess not. miss. | can sprint
Ike Il deer, and in ten minutes I'll h"
in Marjoric'S Kitchen
She caught up her skirts and skim
med away, stopping suddenly. with a
frightened squcal The rough man
had stepped into the road cfurc her
with an offer of his company.
NO no, Thank you. I'm no:-at--
all afraid!' cried Polly. with chHttcr-
ing teeth. Even at that fclrsome mo-
ment It occurred to her that this WAS
to be expected. Runaway h roineS III
ways have adventures. "iut | never
meant to be in the dark. the girls hin
dcrcd me so,'' she moanod iuwHrGly.
LET me pass, sir" she demanded
striving to be naughty. bet quAvcring
wOefullN.
81 shall walk with You. miss" He
put hand on her arm. ard Polly
screamed wildly.
Some one dashed up knocked the
impairment fellow Gown with SurpriS-
ing ease. and she found herself cling
Ing frantically to Fred.
"Why, Polly, darling. Is 1t posi-
blct" he exclaimed. stimulating great
surprise.
ooh, Fred. Fred. | should have died
If You hadn't come" Polly painted
presently "Rut how--hoW did You
happen to be hcre?'
"Oh, I've been out to see Il man." he
said lamcly. "But, say, kittens, | want
to tell YOU that | was idiotically jeal-
Gus of that Roderique fellow; that was
all | was as much taken In as any
body only let on different because
was Jealous. | thought him the sure
thing and was afraid he might
"Oh, but he couldn't Fred Polly
asserted, promptly forgetting certain
things "And. Fred. | was running
away BECAUSE
Never mind. little girl Who cares a
hang? If anything's said on account
of your little Irritation with him, III
take the brunt of 1t. IOnder comes
the car, and We'll 90 home and ar
range our wedding
They had the car to themselves, and
when Polly esSayed another embar-
raised explanation OF her running away
Fred laughed, softly whistling pretty
Polly Oliver"
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