The Globe-republican., 1910-06-16
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Dinner was over and Enderby had
/ lighted his cigar, but had not settled
down for the evening.
Suppose you chuck that work
basket for once and we go over to
mothers" he said to his wife. 1--WE
haven't been there in two weeks"
II know It," she answered. "but I
can't tonight. Somebody has to stay
with the baby, and Augustus going
out"
Augustus going out! That has a
familiar sound"
"Don't be unreasonable, dear. You
know we never have the least trouble
with Augusta when we engage our
evenings ahead"
Enderby INDUCED in mild snort.
Engage our evenings ahead! II it's
come to this, it's time we made a
strike for liberty"
Mrs. Enderby dropped her embroid.
cry in CONSERVATION. IF you should
do anything to make Augusta leave"
she began
Don't you worry. If / should act,
1t would be done so artistically she'd
never know it happened"
He took up his newspaper and Mrs.
Enderby thought he had forgotten all
about it. However, next morning,
just as Augusta was bringing in the
breakfast, he looked across the table
and said:
Don't forget the reception tonight,
Dorothy. We ought to take the S:03
train"
Augusta went out with a perceptible
cloud on her face and Enderby
grinned.
What do you mean?" his wife de-
manded.
81 mean we're going over to moth
er's to spend the evening. II It's nee
essary to invent important engage
ments, can do it."
Enderby came home early that
night, and Mrs. Enderby thriftily pro-
posed that he put in his extra quarter
Of an hour opening the crate of fresh
eggs that had just come from Wiscon-
sin. Augusta happened to be in her
own room at the time and when End
erby came back to the library he was
carrying, with furtive glee, paper
bag containing dozen fresh eggs.
81 just happened to think it would
be nice to take these over to mother"
he said.
That's so; I'm glad you thought Of
1t. Oh, we can't, either!" Mrs Ender.
by added, remembering the evenings
program. "How would 1t look to Au-
gusta If we started to reception with
bag of eggs?"
why do you suppose sneaked 'em
in here now, If not to guard against
that very thing?"
well, what are you going to do
with them, now that they're here?"
With a masterful stride Enderby
walked to the waste basket and
buried the eggs beneath its contents.
His wife laughed outright at the tri-
umphant look on his face.
'But I'm afraid she'll see us when
we start" she suggested. "And here's
another omplication-we1l have to
dress for reception, just to go over
to your mothers"
That's all right" he answered.
It'll be a treat to the folks to see us
in our good clothes for once" I
Augusta put the baby to bed that
night and then came to the library for
final directions from her mistress,
who was just getting into her evening
wrap. Enderby, high hat and cane In
hand, was impatiently awaiting Au-
gusta's departure, when suddenly, as
If prompted by some imp of darkness,
Augusta walked across the room and
picked up the waste basket.
81 forgot to empty this today" she
apologized
"Oh, never mind" Enderby and his
wife gasped in duet, but Augusta, with
unprecedented swiftness already was
disappearing through the doorway.
'There!" said Mrs. Enderby, turn
ing on her crest-fallen husband "This
whole thing is your affair and you
may get out Of 1t the best way you
can. I shan't be here when she comes
back!" She disappeared into the bed.
room just as Augustus footsteps were
heard approaching.
Augusta pushed aside the portiere
and halted, holding at arms length
the paper bag. Eggs" she an.
nounced. II found 'em in the waste
basket"
in the waste basket? How very
singular Enderby exclaimed. Then
he raised his voice in craven tones.