Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1910-06-10

and leave me to get little rest.
will come down to luncheon"
Mrs. Dering heard sounds of gay
laughter and talk coming from the
dining-room as she went downstairs.
She walked quickly across the hall
and opened the door sharply.
Molly's roses lay on the table be-
side the glass bowl she had brought
to arrange them in. and Molly her.
self, with black puppy in her arms.
was standing on the hearthrug and
talking to Jack. Jacks broad shoul-
ders were leaning against the oak
mantelshelf, and he was looking
down with laughing eyes at the little
figure beside him.
Don't l remember" he was say
ing, when the door opened to admit
Mrs. Dering. Both started, and
Jacks face grew red.
Don't scold me, Mrs. Dering,"
he said, with smile that made Mrs.
Dering's frown disappear despite
herself. Il am going to tutor to-
morrow. This is my last day of
laziness.''
II am glad to hear It," replied Mrs.
Dering, trying to speak severely.
Molly, l thought you were going to
arrange these roses"
SO l am. Look at my puppy,
mother. Isn't he a pet? We are 60
ing to call him Bill"
Mrs. Dering glanced coldly at the
puppy.
Arrange your roses, Mary; then
l want you in my room Mr.. Matt
land will be able to find your father,
l dare say"
She left the room, and Molly and
the young man looked at each other
with conscious faces.
"Mr. Maitland" repeated Molly,
under her breath.
Mr.. Maitland" echoed Jack, with
rueful look. "Oh, Molly"
Mary picked up her roses with
one hand. hugging the puppy to her
with the other. She pushed the
flowers all into the bowl, which she
placed in the middle of the table.
"Mr. Maitland" she repeated
again. Then she met Jacks glance,
and the faces of both turned scarlet.
Molly, what shall l do?"
Go away to your tutors, my dear
boy; get your degree, and then
then you will be Jack again"
There's that Adrian-your moth
er adores him!'-"Yes, she does"
She hates me" THAT seems
plain to an average intellect"
"Molly!"
She looked up at him and then
kissed the puppy again. He came
close to her. and his hand touched
the soft hair about her brow.
You don't hate me?" he said
pleadingly.
isn't he darling?" the girl said.
holding up the puppy to him. kiss
him, Jack. the darling pet!"
Molly, just one word. l am 60
ing away tomorrow.
''Mr. Maitland, l think you are
very cruel to my pet!"
You are very cruel to me!''
Molly looked up into the young
mans face, and her own changed
and softened as a warm wave of col
or passed over 1t.
mot cruel, Jack; don't say that
of your little Molly"
Are you my little Molly" he said
eagerly, bending down to her. But
she drew away and went quickly to
the door.
Il must go to mother" she said;
"and you-you, Jack, must go and
get your degree!"
The girl did not go straight to her
mothers room she went into her
own little sanctum and sat down be-
fore the fire, then she put the puppy
carefully into the softest chair and
covered him with her prettiest anti
macassar.
Dear jack" she whispered to
herself, as she patted her puppy's
sleek head.
Left to himself, Jack stood some
moments in silent contemplation;
then with a look of decision that
gave a new character to his face, he
went out towards the stables. He
found Mr.. Dering still busy with the
head groom and waited very patient
ly until he had finished and then
walked with him towards the house
When they had entered the broad
walk that led from the stables to the
house. Jack stopped.
''Mr. Dering, want to tell you
well, Jack?"
"You will be angry know you
will be angry; but cannot go away
without telling you"
Mr.. Dering looked wonderingly at
the young mans pale face.
Jack" you have got into debt
again-broken your promise to your
father"
"No-it's not that won't break
that promise-it's nothing like that.
But l will make clean breast of it,
and you may forbid me the house If
you will"