Putnam patriot., 1913-02-21

"Shabbily29 she snired. You only call it shabby to ask me to go to a ball game, and leave me under an awning in a pouring rain-and that's the last I see of you in two whole, long, weary years!" Harry squirmed
 T guess that wasn't right, Daphne, he acknowledged
 You said you were going for a cab she accused him.
 Harry jumped up suddenly.
 ''Tn go and get you one now" he offered
 Daphne stopped him with steely glance, and demanded: Where's that hat I sent here?'' | Harry stared at her for the moment with utter blankness. Then it slowly 1 filtered through his brain that she was | the milliner to whom Mrs. Blazes had telephoned. Daphne misinter- preted his stare for one of admiration, and with remarkable imitation of shyness. she asked: Do you think my new gown Is be- coming, really?"
 Its beaut." Harry informed her. I Its beaut. How do you getNit on! With s shoe horn?' There you go again." Daphne said, accusingly You were always so full of sarcasm that you acted sour. want that hat sent over here"
 You never sent any hat here" | 1T A haf trim 1oH with red peoples. It was a duplicate of an imported model that sold to one of my best patrons" I've heard ,of that hat" Harry unused. Then he said. brightly: Why. you're not the renowned Mile. Daphne. the milliner. are your" None other" preened Daphne You see, I have risen to fame and achieved my ambitions, while you have been content to remain in ob- | scurity."
 "To my sorrow" Harry replied, that is too true, Daphne. But about the hat. I really know nothing of it. | There must be mistake" Tt came here, all right" Daphne replied. "The party who got it wouldn't give his name. He just gave this number.'
 Well, I wish such a hat were here. The messenger must have taken it to the wrong house. Now. Daphne, want just such hat as that, and I'll pay you good price for it Daphne shook her head judicially, and futtered her hands as though she had been asked to pluck a few stars from the sky.
 '.I can't make another" she said. There aren't any more like the orig inal I had two models, but they re both gone. One I sold to Mrs. Blazes-"
 Mrs BlaBest" Harry interrupted.
 1Yes." Daphne said, Mrs. General Biazes."
 Harry looked at the door of his room, expecting Mrs. Blazes to come forth and enter the discussion. What construction Daphne might put on her presence, concealed, in his house, he feared to imagine. This, coupled 1 with his old filtration with Daphne, and her sensistiveiy jealous disposi- tion would be sure to make things unpleasant for him. And. further, if she learned that Lucy was here. and discovered his fondness for Lucy, he knew mighty we'll what sort of row she would kick up. He trembled at the thought. Daphne saw his trepi- dation.
 Why" she asked. "What Is Mrs. Blazes bo you?"
 Nothing" Harry said. ferventiy. Absolutely nothing"
 Well, Vou acted queer. You al ways did act queer,' Daphne said Anyway, the other hat vas sent here, and I want to get it.''
 But it isn't here," Harry assured her. If it were, wouldn't let you have it, because I want one like it my self Can't you make one for me?"
 T might" Daphne said, assuming the coy air that she fancied to be so irresistible Why do you want hat? Is it for your sister,"
 NO, Daphne. You see, it's this way. I-Im to have a guest--1wo guests. A young lady I'm greatly 3D.
 ------------------------