The Press., 1911-08-30
MOrtgagOr
 And
 MOrtgagee The Interest Was Not Paid, Yet the Mortgage Was
 Not Foreclosed By F. A. MITCHELL Copyright by American Press Asso-
 citation, 1911.
By F. A. MITCHELL

'The only way, Miss Sanderson- least the best way out of the natter" said the attorney, gathering up papers strewn over table, "is for you to mar ry the man of whom you have made these loans."
 "Good graciousy'
 '"The sums you have borrowed from time to time are so large"-
 'I don't know who has loaned me the money. It was all arranged through an agent"
 Pardon me. One step at a time. You can't hope to pay off the mort gages, and a very large sum of interest money comes due Sept. 1. Foreclosures are to be expected on the property pledged as security which is''-
 "I know all that. Tell me about this method you propose"
 Marriage. Let us look the matter squarely in the face. You are not, of course, willing to lose the best build ings you possess"
 "Whom am to marry?"
 ''These loans have all been made by the same person, Edmond Eastburn, who inherited a large estate from his father. He is thirty-two years old about five years your senior, I be- tieve''-
 Seven"
 "Very good; seven years your senior: ! intelligent, handsome and generally attractive"
 "But I can't ask a man to marry me-"
 "I will arrange a meeting for you. It Is my business as your attorney to save | your property. Leave the prelimina- ries to me. Mrs. Eastburn, the gentle mans mother, is an old friend of mine. I think can arrange for an invitation for you to visit her at her country resi- dence"
 "Without either she or her son know ing the object of my coming?"
 Neither shall have a suspicion"
 "Very well. You have my consent"
 A week from that day Miss Sander son received a kind note from Mrs. Eastburn containing an invitation to visit her and to set the date herself. Miss Sanderson accepted and men, toned the 10th of July as the date of her arrival. Mrs. Eastburn told her son that she was expecting visitor of whom she had heard many pleasant 1 things and asked him if he would not like to meet her at the station and bring her to the house. Ordering his auto. he proceeded to the station.
 Are you looking for Miss Sander son?'' asked young woman who left the train.
 "I am.''
 You're MT. Eastburn, them"
 "Yes."
 "I'm Miss Sanderson's maid. Just before the time to leave a matter of | business came up which must be at tended to. My mistress sent me on to say that she will be up tomorrow"
 "Well, come with me- The maid carried only a little hand bag, but omething-Eastburn couldn't very well tell what-induced him to re- lieve her of it. There were but two seats in the auto, so that he and the maid sat side by side. He opened con- versation.
 II have never seen your mistress"
 Haven't you, sir?"
 "No Is she young?"
 About my age, sir.'
 After a pause he asked if the lady was pretty.
 ooh, no, sir. Most people wouldn't call Miss Sanderson pretty"
 That evening MT. Eastburn dined l R.S, nd said that if Miss Sanderson or some one else didn't come the next day he must go back to the city. He couldn't positively stand the dull place any longer. At o'clock he said he would go up to his room and read. Passing the sewing room, he saw Miss Sander sons maid doing some mending. Do you think your mistress will surely arrive tomorrow?" he asked.
 "I don't know sir. She said she would"
 ] He stood at the door irresolute. Even a chat with the maid would be a re- lief.
 "I wish you'd tell me something about her. I'm intolerably bored here"
 "I should think a young man would find 1t dull in the country unless he had some man companion or"- l 'Some girl to flirt with.' "Oh, no, sir. He shouldn't do that" "Do whatY'
 "Flirt with her." "Why notw
 "She might become attached to him."
 "No fear of that in my case"
 "I don't agree with you, sir.'
 "Oh, you don't! That's very nice of you. I see you have a way of saying pleasant things. Is your mistress like | you in that respectw "I wouldn't think of criticising my mistress.' q didn't ask you to critcise her. merely asked you to tell me some thing about her to pass the time. Just think of my going to my room at this hour! When Pm in the city I don't go to my club till after Il, and l seldon, leave it before l."
 If you were married you wouldn't care to do that, sir.''
 "Wouldn't IF"
 "No." "Why not?" "You would then begin to live"