The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1914-01-08


II am going to hold you to that prom.
Use, Dick"
"All right. You pack up what things
you need, girlie-just a few, because
they sell clothes in Paris. And mean.
time I'll run down to dads office and
have him back here in half an hour.
You will be all ready. won't your"
Yes, yes, I'll be ready. Go and
bring your father"
"You bet l will" Dick cried hearti.
~. He would have taken her in his
arms again, but she evaded the caress.
Just one" Dick pleaded.
No. the bride replied with deter
mination.
There vas silence in the rawing
room until the two women heard the
closing Of the outer door Of the apart
ment. Then, at last. Aggie relieved
her pentup emotions in a sigh that
was near a groan.
"Oh, gosh!' she gasped. THE poor
simp!"
Carson, learning from the maid that
Dick Glider had left. returned Just as
Mary was glancing over the release
with which General Hastings was to
be compensated. along with the return
Of his letters. for his payment of S1O,-
600 to Miss Agnes Lynch.
Mary spoke crisply to Agnes. And
now you must get ready. You are to
be at Harris office with this document
at 4 o'clock, and remember that you
are to let the lawyer manage every
thing"
81 don't see the use of all this mon
key business" she protested. "All l
want is the coin"
"Lfsten, Agnes. The last time you
tried to make a nan give up part of
his money 1t resulted in your going to
prison for two years."
"But that was SO exciting"
And this way is so safe" Mary re-
Joined sharply. Besides. my dear.
you would not get the money. My
way will. Your way was blackmail.
Mine Is not. Un~derstand?'
"Oh. surev' Aggie replied grimly. on
her way to the door.
"Mr. Griggs." Fannie announced.
There was a smile on the face of the
maid, which was explained a minute
later. when the visitor was shown into
the drawing room. for his presence
was of an elegance so extraordinary
as to attract attention anywhere-and
mirth as well from ribald observers.
Meantime Carson had explained to
Mary.
Its English Eddie. You met him
once. | wonder what he wants? Prob
ably got a trick for me. We often
used to work together"
Nothing without my consent" Mary
warned.
"Oh. no. no. sure not!' Carson
agreed.
Further discussion was cut short by
the appearance Of English Eddie him
self. a tall. handsome man in the early
thirties. who paused just within the
doorway and delivered to Mary a bow
that was the perfection of elegance.
Mary made no effort to restrain the
smiles cause by the costume of MT.
Griggs. Yet there was no violation
of the canons Of good taste. except
in the aggregate. From spats to hat.
from walking coat to gloves, every
thing was perfect Of its kind. Only
there was an overelaboration, so that
the ensemble was %hamboyant. And
the mans manners precisely harmonic
ed with his clothes. whereby the whole
effect was emphasized and rendered
bizarre. Carson took one amazed o
and then rocked with laughter.
Griggs regarded his former associate
reproachfully for a moment and then
prinned in frank sympathy.
"From your costume" Mary sug-
gested. zone might judge that this Is
purely a social call. Is it,"
well not exactly" Griggs answered
with a smile.
$50 fancied," his hostess replied.
$50, sit down. please. and tell us all
about it."
English Eddie wasted 40 time.
..Now. look here" he said rapidly.
'I've got the greatest game In the
world. Two years ago a set OF Gothic
tapestries worth 100000 and a set OF
Fragonard panels worth nearly as
much more were plucked from a cha
e in France and struggled into this
country"
Are them things really worth that
muchY' Carson exclaimed.
sometimes more" Mary answered
Morgan has a set Of Gothic tapestries
worth half q million dollars"