The Democratic advocate., 1909-04-02

you are making an awful mistake. bu,
It VIII have to work itself out If you
won't take any advice
Then he went to his own room and
smoked another pipe on it, and after
that he wrote letter.
And in three days came a letter tc
Perceval. Dear boy" it began, 50
must come to you at once Things al
home are in dreadful state. l vii
tell you when l reach you. 1 know yor
haven't much for us to live on. but
have little money in the bank that
have saved from my allowance and
shall follow this note at once Expect
me on the 1920 a. m. Friday.
"ANNABEL."
'And this" said Perceval desperate
ly as he showed the note to Randolph
"is Thursday. What am I going to dc
with her when she gets here, Ran
dolph?"
Randolph smiled inscrutably. 'Find
some rooms in a cheap quarter and SET
up housekeeping"
Percevars face frightened. "And &C
out every morning and make her think
I've gone to work? You are a genius
Randolph"
1t took the two men several hours tC
find a little furnished apartment that
would seem suitable for a young cou
r1n
bled disconsolately. 'I hate to put my
jewel in such setting," he said.
"Tell her the truth" Randolph again
advised, "and you won't have to put
up with such cheap things"
But Perceval refused. The next
morning he met Annabel at the sta.
ton, and together they went to the lit
tie cheap apartment, and here Annabel
wept on his shoulder.
Her account of the trouble at home
was somewhat vague, but she was en-
thusiastic over the thought of hel
housekeeping. "It will be lovely tc
work for you," she said.
But Perceval found it anything but
lovely. He hated to see her soft white
hands in the dishwater 1t made him
vince to see her bending over the
flaming stove, and even the joy Of he1
presence could not take away his sense
of infinite guilt
And so he grew thin and pale and
worn.
'You are working too hard" Anna
bel said one night. And when he shoob
his head drearily his little wife crept
out to the janitor's room and tele
phoned to some one.
"He is punished enough" was he1
queer message. "Can't you have him
go to his old quarters tonight and have
it over?"
The next night Perceval said to An.
mabel: 81 have an engagement with
Randolph You won't mind if I leave
you, will you, dear"
''Of course not" she acquiesced. 81
can get along just this one time"
Randolph told him that he wished to
borrow some of PercevaPs books. 81
knew they were in your rooms, and
thought you wouldn't mind coming
over," said he, $50 took the liberty OF
asking you to desert your wife for one
evening"
AS the two men entered the luxuri
Gus quarters Perceval sighed. '"To think
of my condemning Annabel to such
hideousness as that apartment we are
living inv' he said, leaning down to
turn on the low electric lamp on his
study table.
The light flared up and showed the
cozy room, the little fire already light
ed in the open CRATE, the blue fame
burning under the brass teakettle.
"Why, what?" Perceval demanded
like the big bear in the fairy tale
'sWho has been living in my room?'
From behind a tall screen came a
little figure in white.
"Oh, Percevalw cried Annabel and
threw herself in his arms.
And when Randolph had explained
that he had taken chances and had
written the truth to Percevals little
wife and Annabel had explained that
she had known he was going to school
and not to work ever since she had
come to him, and, oh, didn't he know
that she would love him If he was
rich, Perceval drew a long breath OF
happiness.
"I don't deserve it," he confessed
with his eyes shining, "and we can't
live in these rooms, Annabel. But
am going to take my chances with
dad, and when he sees what dear
little, queer little thing you are he will
give in, and if he doesn't can earn
nv living like a man now that an
square with you, sweetheart"