New Ulm review., 1913-11-05

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Spread It" she shifted Indignantly.
Are they not my own cousins? Twice
removed" she concluded as an after
thought. do you imagine that l
would spread It? He may be an IN,
natural father. but shall not be the
one to say 50. Please bear that in
mind, Alfred" 5
well. let's not argue about It," said
Mr.. Rodney, departing before she could
disobey the injunction.
fusion at the Hotel Tyrol when II
came to establishing the Medcrofts.
For awhile it looked as though Brock
would have to share room with Too
ties. relegating Burton to an alcove
and a couch. but Constance. in q strict
ly family conclave. was seized by an
inspiration which saved the day-or
the night. more properly speaking.
II have 1t. Roxbury," she cried. her
eyes dancing. You can sleep on the
balcony. A great many invalids do.
you know
"But. good heaven, I'm not an inva-
lid," he remonstra ted feebly.
"Of course you're not. but can't you
say you are? It's quite simple You
sleep in the open air because 1t does
your lungs so much good. Oh. but
know! 1t isn't necessary to expand
your chest like that They're perfect
" sound. daresay should think
you'd rather enjoy the fresh air. Be
sides. there isn't room to be had in
the hotel"
"But suppose 1t should rain!' he pro-
tested, knowing full well he was
doomed
"You poor boy, haven't you an um-
brella?" she cried with such per-
fectly enhancing laugh that be would
have slept out in hailstorm to pro
vide recompense. And SO 1t was set
tied that he was to sleep In the small
balcony Just of the baby's luxurious
room. the hotel people agreeing to
place a cot there at night in order to
oblige the unfortunate guest with the
affected lung.
'4You are so dear and so agreeable
Roxbury," purred Mrs. Medcroft, very
much relieved. III ever I hear Of q
girl looking for nice. husband I'll
recommend you"
"It's all very NICE" said he with
wry grin. 'but I'm hanged If / ought
to be expected to remember all of my
accomplishments" They were sitting
In her room. attended by the faithful
duenna. Constance First the eye
glass, then the English language. with
which l find I'm most unfamiliar:
then deafness in one of my ears
can't remember which until it's too
late. and now I'm to be a tubercular
You've no idea how hard 1t is for me
to speak English against Odell- Carney
I'm an out and out amateur beside
him. And it's horribly annoying to
have Ulstervelt shouting in my ear
loud enough for every body In the din
ing room to hear. It's rich. tell you.
and If didn't love you so devotedly.
Edith, I'd be on my way at this very
instant There! l feel better. On
my way is the first American line I've
had in the farce since we left Stutt-
CART
"And, by the way, Edith. I'm afraid
ri have to punch Odell- -Carney's con-
founded head before long. He's get.
ting to be so friendly to me as Rox-
bury Medcroft that can't endure him
as Brock"
IL don't understand" murmured
Edith plaintively. Constance looked
up with a new interest in her ever
sprightly face.
swell. you see. he's working so hard
to square himself with Medcroft for
the break he made about the windows.
that he's taking his spite out on all
American architects. Confound him.
he persists in saying I'm all right. but
God deliver him from those demmed
rotters, the American builders. He
says he wouldn't let one Of us build
a hencoop for him. much less dog
kennel. Oh. say. Connie. don't laugh!
bow would you like it if"- But both
Of them were laughing at him so mer-
rily that he joined them at once. Bur
ton and O'Brien, who had come In.
were smiling discreetIy.
"Come. Roxbury. what do you say to
a good long walkT cried Constance.
II must talk to you seriously about a
great many things, beginning with ego
tism" He set forth with alacrity. re-
joicing in spite of his numerous lmita-
tions.
Upon their return from the delight
fuI stroll along the mountain side. she |
went at once to her room to dress for
dinner Brock, more deeply in love
than ever before, lighted cigar and !
ted himself in the gallery, dubious
ly retrospective in his meditations. He
was sorely disturbed by her almost
constant allusion to Freddie Ulstervelt
and his ''amazingly attractive ways
Was it possible that she could be real
" in love with that insignificant little
whipper snapper? He seemed to be
this doleful question to
tha lofty. Sphinxlike WaldraSter-