The Tupelo journal., 1911-07-07

the window of the room where Mrs
Blazes was attracted her attention.
She opened the windows, and In ar
almost historical voice, begged him tc
get her out.
4 will, in Q only be quiet.i' the
Count said. Your husband chust
vent In. l saw him ven | come out"
But what can | do?" she asked.
Trust mel"
X did, she sighed, land lost my
hat"
"Yess. und | let you han my ring
too"
Bother your old ring!" she an.
swered. I'll give It back to you ]
hate the sight of IT,"
"Gih 1t to me, den," the Count whis
pered, eagerly.
Il WILL" she h~esitated, when get
put of here"
The Count swiftly disappeared from
view as the front door opened and
Harry and the General came down the
steps. The Generals arm was across
Harry's shoulders.
MY boy" he was saying. Il couldn't
help coming back to assure you that
l am deeply sorry"
Say no more about it, General
Harry begged.
but. Harry" the General asked,
c~onfidentially. how did that little hirt
happen to be in that room?'
Well" Harry unexplained, that was
a little affair concerning her and
Count von Fitz. | don't feel at liberty
to go into details-but it's Just a fir
tation, you might say"
She's a charmer, all right enough,
Harry, my boy!" the General said.
"Ah! If my wife only knew-if she
ever found out how | have dirted with
some Of these dashing damsels!"
Mrs. Blazes, from the safety OF her
window. listened intently.
"What?7 Harry asked. You airt.
General?"
Pm deep, Harry, devilish deep! l
say nothing, but / saw a lot of wood.
Don't worry about any little firtations
Of your own. Come to me for advice
II you need 1t. Everybody must sow
his wild oats. you know"
Yes" Harry agreed, but the Wild
oats you SOW the night before don't
make good breakfast food the morn
ing after"
We'll, anyway" the General said,
I'VE understand each other. No more
hard feelings"
Not a bit. Not a bit," Harry reas-
sured him. The General waved his
hand cordially as he strobe down to
the street. Mrs. Blazes watched him
disappear In the dusk, nodding her
head significantly.
wild oats, eh?" she said. "fttita-
tons, Ell? Wait until l get home'
She leaned out Of the window and
called to Harry. He glanced up at
her and smi ed YEARLY.
How in the world am | to get out
OF here!" she asked, %petulantly.
Il think I'll have that run as a puz-
zle in the Sunday papers" Harry an
swered, grimly. "I1l say this. though:
When you do get out you needn't be
too punctilious about making your
party call"
This is no time for Joking"
Its the only time I've got. You've
put me in a pretty mess"
I'm just as sorry as l can be, Mr..
Swifton. But look at the muddle am
In"
"Oh, I've seen worse muddles than
this" Harry answers, easily.
And I'm simply starving to DEATH"
she said, hungrily.
I'm going to slip some sandwiches
in there for you, If the blockade
doesn't lift pretty o Meantime.
keep away from that window as much
az possible. Some N may happen to
see you-and I'm out of explanations"
Mrs. Blazes drew back a bit from
the window, and asked:
Have you heard anything of my
hat?"
Harry sank down on q lawn bench
with a weary ar.
Where have | heard Of hats?" be
said. I've ordered a hat for you.
Daphne, the daffy daffodil, Is making
one for you. She'll have 1t here be-
fore long"
That's dear Of you!" Mrs. Biazes
smiled, approximately.
How do you know what 1t costs? r
he asked. grimly.
Mrs. Biazes clasped her hands mel
dramatically and went on:
And Pm SO worried about my hus-
band!"
You are? You ought to be-" Harry
tod her. And he's worried about
you-and I'm worried about both OF
you. Shut the window. and let me
think"
She closed her window, and he re-
sumed his meditations.
Sometimes" he muttered, its
against . fellow to be innocent l
could have Strengthened this out in
two minutes II | had been guilty.
The front door opened, and Lucy
appeared. She glanced down at Harry
and smiled.
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