Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-02-23

VI uAe Surfing anu passing
(she threw another glance at Val to
see if he were impressed by this ex-
~clusiveness). but he feels too bad to
care today. I'll go pour myself into
my glad rags now and be down again
as soon as l can"
"Boss sick. is he?" said Bill, who was
finishing his work on the room side of
the blackboard by indicating a lobster
with thick scarlet strokes of fast fly
ing chalk. Wont be down till by and
by?"
The daughter Of Alexander the Great
showed her dimples. You think that
means you'll get a free meal. | guess.
When the cats away
"And has got a pretty. kind kitten
for his understudy." Bill finished.
"We-ell, you know I'm soft, don't
you? If you want anything look sharp
and get it or pa might change his
mind and pop in. Won't you have
something, Mr.. Gordony" she went on
Hospitality.
eff you'll trust me till afternoon for
the price Of a breakfast" Val an
swered, trying to speak lightly.
ooh" she exclaimed. 81 didn't ask
you to pay. Pity if can't invite a
friend to have q meal without any one
making a fuss"
Very we'll; I'll accept your invita-
ton with thanks, provided you'll
breakfast with me-" said Val as gal
lantly as if he were addressing a
luchess-or Il popular chorus girl.
My! l couldn't do that" answered
1sidora. "Pa'd be wild if he got to
know l eat a meal in the restaurant.
We've a parlor upstairs" she went on,
with Il pretty air Of Importance, land
the hired girl brings our meals. But
you'll be seeing me O again." she
treasured Loveland. 81 shall be at the
desk in pas place."
Not fifteen minutes had passed when
Miss Alexander, alias Solomon, reap
peared, this time III all her glory,
painting with haste and the snugness
of her stays perhaps she had drawn
them in extra tight, yet smiling in
conscious beauty.
My, but you are got up to kill this
m%ornin'!." exclaimed Bill Willing, and
the fair Isidora darted Il veXed glance
at him, for she had wanted the 'swell'
to believe that this gorgeousness was
her daily toilet.
Now the shows ready to begin,"
she announced with a smile and Il
glance-all, all for Loveland. And she
was so lusciously handsome in her
richly developed young beauty that
Val, despite the revolt of his fastidi-
BUSINESS, admired her reluctantly.
Inclined to be reserved at first, it
soon occurred to Loveland that, since
any port in Il storm was better than
nc port, he had better enlist Miss
AleXander's aid. In response to her
bids for condolences he said that he
had landed in America yesterday and
had gone to the Waldorf-Astoria, to
find On his arrival that his clothes had
been stolen out of his luggage by an
English servant. He added hat his
AOllSlOl UdllhClS udu UcCu ulldlUIy
about i%nstructing their New York cor
respondents: that when the hotel peo-
pie, for some extraordinary reason
known only to themselves, demanded
Immediate payment he had been prac-
tically penniless and had walked out
In a rage, leaving everything, even his
overcoat. He kept his real name and
title a secret.
She. with quick feminine instinct,
recognized the vast social distance be-
tween "Mr. Gordon" and Bill Willing
more %poignantly than did Bill himself,
who had now almost forgotten it in
friendly association. But even so. to
have sitting at one Of her fathers
marble topped tables, hungrily eating
a breakfast on her invitation, a young
man who could engage a cabin on the
Mauretania and Il suit at the Wal
dorf-Astoria. seemed like a brilliant
dream. She had never before seer
anything quite so gallant and aristO-
cratic looking as Bill Vikings friend
and longed to attach him to herself in
some way.
She offered to send a district mes
senger to the NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. for the
telegram Mr.. Gordon was expecting
and any letters which might have ar
rived. "He can bring you the lot" she
arranged, land then you car send him
to your bank unless they make you
show up to be identified. Anyhow, you
can wait here for news. You can go
on sitting where you are. or you can
come and stay by me at the desk if
the tables fill up with folks for break
fast"
Loveland's face slowly REDEEMED and
his eyes grew troubled.
"You needn't mind about the money
for the messenger" she said quickly.
you can pay me back a%fterward, if
you're so awful proud"
"Why, OF course I'd pay you back"
Val assured her. "sBut-er-the fact
is'-he hesitated. trying to find a
way out Of the tangled web "Mr. Cor
don" had woven-"the fact is, I"-(he