The Detroit times., 1913-10-10
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well, should not care for the
article secondhand"
The arrival of Harrigan put an END
TO this dangerous trend OF conversa-
ton. He walked In tight proper
pumps, and sat down. He was only
hungry now; the zest for dining was
gone.
ADon't go sitting out in the night
air, Nora" he warned.
II sha'nt."
And don't dance more than you
ought TO. Your mother would let you
wear the soles off your shoes II she
thought you were attracting atten'
ton. Don't do It,"
James. that u not true" the moth
or protested.
well. Molly, you do like to hear
'em talk. l wish they knew how 10
cook q good club steak"
Il brought up book from the VII
lage for you today. said Mrs. Har'
rigan. sternly.
"I'll bet dollar it's on how to
keep the creases In fellows pants. >
Trousers"
Pants" helping himself to the last
Of the romaine. what time do you
60 oyerT
"At nine. We must be getting ready
now" said Nora. Don't wait up for
u.s."
And only one cigar" added the
mother.
Say, Molly. you keep closing in on
me. Tobacco won't hurt me any, and
- ~
It these days"
Two" smiled Nora.
But his heart"
And what in mercy's name Is the
matter with his heart? The doctor
at Marienbad said that father was
the soundest man Of his age he had
ever met" Nora looked physically at
her father.
He grinned. Out OF his own mouth
he had been nicely trapped. That
morning he had complained of little
twinge In his heart. q childish sub
terfuge to take Mrs. Harrigan's at
tention away from the eternal society
page Of the Herald. II had succeeded
He had even been cuddled.
James. you told me -
"Oh. Molly. only wanted to talk
to you"
ITO do so 1t isn't necessary to
brighten me to DEATH" reproachfully.
"One cigar. and no more"
Molly, what ais your" as they left
the dtning-room. "Nora's right. That
sawbones said / was made OF iron.
I'm only smoking native cigars, and
It takes q bunch of 'em to get the
taste Of tobacco. All right: In q
few months you'll have me with tho
stuffed canary under the glass top.
What's The name Of that book ?" dip.
Iomatically.
Social Uaages.''
Break awAy!'
Nora laughed. But, dad, you really
must read II carefully. It will tell
you how to talk to duchess. II you
chance to meet one when l am not
around. It has all the names Of the
forks and knives and spoons, and Il
tells you never to use sugar on your
lettuce" And then she threw her
arm around her mothers waist.
Honey. when you buy books for
father, be sure they are by Dumas
or HAggard or Doyle. Otherwise he
will never read q line."
And try 90 hard" Tears came
into Mrs. HarrigAn's eyes.
There. there. Molly. old girl!"
so0thed the outlaw. "r'll read the
book. know I'm . stupid old stumb-
ling@block. but it's hard to teach an
old dog new tricks. that II. ct the
ring OF the gong. Run along TO your
party. And don't break any more
hearts than you need, Nora"
Nora promised in good faith. But
once In the ballroom. that little son
Of Satan called malice-aforethought
took possession Of her; and there wss
havoc. II q certain American c0un.
tess had not patronized her; II Ger
tain lorgnettes implements Of tor
ture used by said son Of 6atan) had
not been leveled In her direction: II
certain fans had not been suggestive
ly spread between pairs Of feminine
heads-Nora would have been a
harmless az a playful kitten.
From door to door OF the ballroom
her mother nuttered like q hen with
duokling. Even Celeste was dis
turbed, for she saw that Nora's con-
duct was not due to any light-heart-
ed fun. There was something bitter
and ironic cloaked by those smiles.
that tinkle Of laughter. In fact, Nora
from Tuscany flirted outrageously
The Barone sulked and tore at his
mustache. He committed any num-
Der OF murders. by eye and by wish.
When his time came to dance with