Arizona republican., 1911-06-16
.P0LLY00LY AND THE LUMP
 By Edgar Jepson.
Copyright. 1909. by the Pearson Pub
 fishing Company.

fOlllOOiN Hdu Just uuStihS the bedroom of the Honorable John Ruffin, when the knock came at the door of his chambers, and she went | to it as she was. duster in hand, the sleeves of her oft-washed print frock rolled up to her elbows. She opened the door and found at the threshold a boy of fourteen in Eton jacket, white waistcoat, and light trousers. His very shiny top hat was pushed on to the back of his head; for the morning was hot and the chambers of the Honor able John Ruff1n are at the top of four flights of stairs.
 "Why-whyi It's Ronaldi" cried Pollyooly and her clear pale cheeks flushed to the hue of wild roses, and her blue eyes shone on him.
 By love, It's Nary" cried Lord Ronald Ricksborough. his dark eyes shining with an equal pleasure. They shook hands; and Pollyooly led the way into the sitting groom, where her little brother rose from among his bricks on the floor at the sight of a stranger, and stared at him solemnly.
 Its my little brother Roger But everybody calls him the Lump" said Pollyooly by way of introduction. Goodness, He is reG-headed. His hair is redder than yours" said Ron aid
 He's a cherub-a genuine cherub- everybody says 90" said Pollyooly quickly and with decision.
 "Ah. yes," said Ronald a little vaguely.
 They looked al one another with eyes full of interest and pleasure. Then, as he took in the duster,. the print frock. and rolled-up sleeves, Ronalds face fell little; and he said. What are you doing herein my cousins chambers?"
 We live here-the Lump and me-" said Pollyooly.
 Yes But what do you do7 Are you-are you John Rufhn's servant" said Ronald, with some hesitation. I'm his housekeeper-its a posi- ton of dignity-he often says so,' said PollyoOly, with an air of great dignity herself.
 "Oh. I see" said Ronald; and his face again grew brighter
 "Is the Court just as nice as 1t was in May? And the dogs? And has any one else but you found out that wasn't Marion? And have they found herr" said Pollyooly. eager to learn | what had happened since her fort nights impersonation of her double, the Duke of Osterley's little dsugh- ter
 "The Courts all right" said Ronald. sitting down in an easy chair. It's jolly enough, though not so jolly as l when you were there to knock about with And the dogs are all right. | There's two new ones-not up to much. And nobody has ever guessed you weren't Marion. told you they wouldn't; you're much too much like heron the outside. And they haven't found her; and they're not likely to- They didn't begin hunting for her till you bolted from the Court; and. of course, she'd really been lost a fortnight then. They never will find her now"
 She paused. sighed. and added. 'l do wish I was going to the Court again-with the Lump"
 "I wish you were" said Ronald. You're the only girl ever came dCTOst OuP fOulu Dt IfdliN DdiS WILL And then, of course, you were in the great mystery. It's awful luck for girl" He ended with faint sigh of envy
 "I didn't care much for the mystery; was so afraid of getting found out. But did like being at the Court"
 We did have a good time. But the mystery was the thing" said Ronald.
 And what have you been doing since I went awsy?" said Pollyooly.
 Ronald gave an account of the term at school and his riding. fishing, bird nesting, and adventures on his wan derings with the dogs at Ricksborough Court: and Pollyoolys many questions heightened 1t out.
 When he came to the end of 1t she sighed and said. "Oh, do wish l had been therei"
 "I wish you had" said Ronald. with fervor But, 1 say. this Is very jolly morning Couldn't you put on some clothes and come out? The Park isn't up to much; but it's better than nothing at all
 Pollyooly's eyes shone: but she said, "I can't leave the Lump"
 Bring him alone: he won't howl, suppose"
 He never howls," said Pollyooly. quickly
 Right O.: hurry up" said Ronald.
 Pollyooly was not long dressing her self and the Lump in the clothes with which they had been presented by MT. Hilary Vance. the artist to whom Pol lyooly had sat for the illustrations to set of fairy stories in the Blue Mdod- zine. Ronald looked at her a little anxiously as she came into the room: but at the sight of the Liberty con lection which so admirably adorned her angelic beauty, his face cleared and he said. By love, you do look all right"
 Pollyooly smiled the gracious smile of one who has received a tribute known to be deserved.
 They sallied forth from the Temple into Fleet Street, and found it very like an oven.
 Wed better take taxi to Picca- dilly.% said Ronald. What for?" cried Pollyooly. aghast at the extravaganza. There's lots of ynotor hpcoc and thav'II taka pa thara