Arizona republican., 1911-06-18
POOLYOOLY AND THE LUMP
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Ronald was surprised by the bill,
but he said nothing till they came out.
| Then he said, BY Jove,' That's an
awfully good place for the money.
must go there when I'm lunching in
! Town on my own. | shall be rather
short, you know, when I've bought you
decent engagement ring"
"Oh, shall like having it," said
| Pollyooly. flushing, with shining eyes.
! Il shall be always remembering you"
Il expect that's what they're for"
said Ronald.
They walked quickly to the Varo-
lium and enjoyed the entertainment
thoroughly and in the intervals the
sight of such charming pair, so abb
sorbed in one another, afforded con-
siderable pleasure to the audience
around them. Pollyooly was very at
tentive to the dancing and discussed
it very seriously indeed.
After the entertainment they walked
down Piccadilly, discussing the differ
ent turns, to the Bond Street confec-
toner's. There they made an excellent
tea
They were strolling back down Pic
cadilly. still talking earnestly, when
a motor car drew up at the curb with
a jerk, ter feet before them, and the
Duke Of Osterley sprang out of IT,
He caught Pollyooly by the arm, cry
ing. triumphantly. Marion at last!
Where did you find herr"
I'm not Marion" cried the startled
PollyOoly. trying TO tug her arm out of
his grasp.
This isn't Marion, sir" cried Ron
aid
Not Marion? What do you mean?
What are you talking about?" cried
the Duke.
shes Mary Bride" said Ronald.
Yes; I'm Mary Bride. Let go my
ARM" said Pollyooly, Juggling harder.
DO you two impudent young devils
think don't know my own daughter"
cried the Duke; and his prim face be-
san to redden with anger.
Pm not your daughter" cried Pol
lyooly.
Indeed. she isn't. uncle. She's
Mary Bride-JoEn RuGln's housekeep-
or" said Ronald
Let 20 my arm. or III call police
man" cried Pollyooly. fiercely, mind
ful of the Honorable John Ruffins in
structionS
Already a large group was regarding
with interest the dapper. but purple,
gentleman. squabbling with two elabo-
rately dressed children in the middle
Of Piccsdilly; and alive to the risk OF
seeing his domestic affairs once more
in print. the Duke picked Pollyooly
fodily up and stepped into the car with
hor. Ronald snrang in after him, and
the Duke cried, "HOme,"
them 10 reach Ricksborough House
the Duke said nothing He painted
and scowled at the scowling Pollyooly.
smoothing her RULED frock When the
car stopped. he hurried her into the
house. through the hall, calling TO the
butler 10 send Mrs Hutton TO him al
once. and into the dining-room.
Now. what do you mean by this
cock-anG-bull story?" he said. with all
the turbulence he could master.
1t isn't a cock-andbull story: IL
isn't. really. It's the literal truth. She
isn't Marion at all. She's Mary Bride
John Ruffins housekeeper. She has
Icon for months" said Ronald.
Yes; that's who l am; and I've got
a little brother called Roger-so
there," said Pollyooly, with a trucu-
lEnNE AHdI LlOlt NlAdu Lldltutu Inc
Dukes.
Yes; she has. I've seen him." said
Ronald. Il went to the Temple to see
John Rufin and ! found her there;
and she's so like Marion / asked her
to come out with me. And she's been
on the stage which Marion couldn't
have done. because she's too much OF
a duffer-dancing with the Esmeralda
NJ - 10 = l.
can tell you so"
The Duke was rather. staggered The
attitude and firmness OF the two chill
dren shook his conviction that his
daughter Marion. whom. after all. he
only knew by sight, was before him.
Then Mrs. Hutton, Marion's maid. a
stout and purplish woman of some
fifty summers. hustled into the room.
and, at the sight of Pollyooly, cried |
fussily. why, if il isn't her ladyship |
come back! Oh, if your ladyship only |
knew the trouble and anxiety you've |
given everybody, especially your good |
father"
Hes not my father! haven't got |
a father" cried Pollyooly, interrupting |
her.
That settles It. Mrs Hutton rec |
OSuiLeb you dl OHCt, CIleu lie LUKE, 1
triumphantly. 81 knew | couldn't be |
mistaken"
She's silly old IDIOT" said Polly |
DOLLY, with intense conviction.
But it is a mistake. uncle. Can't |
yOU see how much better looking and |
Mary is than Marion?" |
Ronald protested earnestly, with more |
regard for the truth than for a faith
er's pride.
Both of them say that this isn't |
Marion. that it's another little girl, |
Mrs. Hutton" said the Duke, shaken
again.
There can't be two Lady Marions,
your Grace" said Mrs. Hutton.
"Of course there can't" said the
Duke
As he spoke, Ronald's fox terrier
Wigs trotted into the room. and. with
no hesitation whatever, greeted Polly
dolly. whom he had met at Ricksbor-
ough Court, with every demonstration
OF affectionate regard.
THAT does settle it," said the Duke
in a tone OF mingled relief and tri-
lmph. THAT dog couldn't know you. IL
vou warrant Marinn Take her m har