The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-07-20

you now. I'm thinking of getting board where have my It would be convenient, you see"
 'Ill be sorry to lose you," the woman answered, land the other young ladies at your table will feel the same, I'm You real friendly together. But of course you must suit your own convenience"
 Its not so much that" said Miss Peterson. Thank you for your kindness to me-and--goodby"
 Neither then or at any subsequent time did she broach the matter of board to Mrs. Ferguson. She made other arrangements and she had facilities to prepare anything but tea in her It was afterwards computed, about three weeks after this that Billy decided to spend day at home with pipe and novel. There transfgurfng joy in Miss Petersons face that day to disguise its woef cancellation She evidently hurt and surprised by something which had already occurred, and BiIy's failure to turn up at Education seemed almost to parayze her. She sat in her place watching the door half blndly (for some chance remark of his had caused her discard her spectacles), until it plain that he would not be there She seemed almost unconscious of the rest of and several times during the ensuing hour the tears spring from under her closed lids Naturally I waylad her in the hall. but she seemed tmid and i'll and most keen1y anxious get away from me- it really in desperation that asked her whether she had seen Billy lately. simply could not creature suffer so without trying to find the cause and the cure.
 Not since Monday It was then Thursday. "rve been little lonely lately She ampiifed sadly: "Mr. and Mrs Ferguson called back home to attend her fathers funeral. They left Monday night and took Morton But I'm expecting Mir Blight this after He often drops in to tea and if you'll excuse me I'll go right along now and see that it's ready for him. She swayed little as she spoke and her face seemed to be all eyes Eyes blue and sweet and the pain and fright that filled them now was chih- Iike-surprised.
 She wanted I foolishly decided just thn~- and she should have him to tea that afternoon If had to drag him there teephoned to his apartment and learned that he'd gone down to see nevT work of his fathers. I telephoned to MT. Bligbts studio and was told that the father and son had gon out together
 "Do you think" asked "that you could find t!Iers.
 "Ill try, madam the man answered. "IH ts.@ up two of the clubs"
 And if you find them," charged him. tell :. ' Blight, Junior, that friend of his is i'll ard fs Miss Blake wants to him immediately"
 It quite two and half hoHrs later w5 T made it about seven o'clock, when Margaret usher him in. I had told Elizabeth much sary of what guessed, or knew, feared, and si left me alone with Billy.
 s'Who is it." he demanded, instantly.
 Miss Peterson" said l. "When have you seen her.
 "Oh Monday"
 And you've not written to her? You've si... dropped her without word?"
 And jolly cad I'd have been if I hadn't s9p. going there Don't you know the FerstIsons awa. Don't you know that that's the reason I've not b~ there? How could I have gone? What would y.'I have thought of me if had?'
 ''You should have explained it to her. She doesn't understand much about convention and she's hurt We'll go together now," said adjusted my hat before the mirror and threw my jacket at him. "Shes never had inklng of your and she's been expecting you since half past four o'clock this afternoon"
 We were met by no welcome after fvestairs' climb She's in," he said, the door yielded to his hand. ''They lock up only when they're going out"
 entered the dark little hall. stood in the draw ing-room while Billy found match and lighted the gas And very patiently and quietly Miss Peterson was waiting in chair beside the tea table on which the teapot had long grown cold. There were two cups upon the table and plate heaped high with sticky heavy little cakes. Everything still Only the gas Shrieked and laughed above us as Billy turned to his hostess
 We'll, we were in time. By some miracle just fD.