The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-19
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Everybody-the newspaper
 "Oh, the newspaper
 'sBut it's true. He's been turned out of his hotel. I'll read you the"-
 Please, I think I'll read 1t myself if you don't mind, dear.o said Lesley 'tthat is, when you've finished. I can Wait.''
 "I have finished, all I care about reading Mrs. Love1and hastened to assure her, for she Invariably discov- cred that she has ceased to want any thing which Lesley could even be sus- pected of wishing for.
 sHTake the paper dear. Don't get up. I'll bring it to you.''
 But Lesley did get up and stood with her back to her aunt as she read the Louisville version of Tony Kidd's sensational t'story.'' She took a long time to read it, and when she had come to the end she laid the paper on her aunt's lap without saying a word
 +sWel1. has it struck you dumbP' ex- claimed Mrs. LoveIand, disappointed, for if she spoiled Lesley with betting Lesley spoiled her with responsive ness.
 "I am rather mortified" said the girl.
 NO WOuQGIs 4O0 dCCUtz4lV AAGW him-or thought you did"
 1.I think so still"
 '3Weu, dear, don't think I'd talk to any of our friends about having met this dreadful impostor," Aunt Bar bara suggested gently. People might fancy, if you did, that there'd been oh, some little shipboard irritation, perhaps, nothing serious, of course, but
 '.So they mightyP admitted the girl. q didn't think at the time myself that 1t was anything serious"
 CT should hope notr' breathed Aunt Barbara "A valet?' Marquis or valet?' murmured Les ley, with a quaint little smile. "It sounds like the title of an old fashion ted story.''
 ''F'or goodness sake don't use it!'' begged her aunt. "The material isn't worthy of you.''
 "Oh, my stories are always new fashioned" said Lesley. 'sYou know the critics reproach me for running ahead of the times in my ideas. But really ought to write" q do hope I haven't taken your in- spiration away, dearest"
 NO; you've given me one."
 'I'm so glad. Well, I'll run away now. I've lots of things to see to. Forget all about the Marquis of Love land-I mean the valet. Put him out of your minds
 Don't worry, auntie. It's quite easy to put valet out of a tidy, well regu- lated little mind like mine"
 Think of Dick" said Mrs. Loveland. He's going to be a splendid fellow" Lesley did not go back to her sofa and her story writing. She picked up the paper which Mrs. Lloveland had left lying on the table, but she did not read She went to the desk where she kept papers and took a check book 1 from drawer
 ''No, that won't do," she said to her self after thinking for minute. She put the check book back in it's place 1 and opened another drawer. not lock 1 ed, Tor neither drawers nor cupboards l nor hearts were ever locked in this l old fashioned Kentucky house. 1 The second drawer was full of i greenbacks. Perhaps it was a kind of savings bank for the young author; but, poor or rich, authors are prover- b1ally easy about parting with their earnings, and southern born Lesley was no exception to the rule. She counted out a number of bills more than half-folded them up in a l blank sheet of paper torn off the writing pad. that there might be DO