Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-02-27
CHAPTER XxXII.

| Molly INSISTS on projecting oeTt.
Bert Glider strobe through the Mar
ley gate. and trod on the Marley
porch. and punched the Marley door
bell in a fine condition Of manly in
dignation, and he demanded of the
maciated butler with the intellec-
tual brow that Molly Marley be
brought into his presence at once. He
! waited in the library, while the butler
went upstairs with that hasty mes
sage. and it was no comfort to his soul
whatsoever to hear the girls devoting
painstaking attention to the apparent
| ly endless job of giggling.
With scant consideration for the i'm
portance of the occasion, Molly, her
face flushed, and her eyes glistening
with moisture from her recent earnest
efforts, came down when she was
ready, and she was still tittering,
while Fern, upstairs, could be heard
in the throes of frantic laughter.
Hello. Bert laughed Molly, hold
ing her hand to her jaw, and she sat
down weakly. whats the mad
rush,
what did you say to sledge?" he
sternly demanded.
Her most immediate reply to that
was another half-hysterical outburst.
I'm not quite sure" she giggled.
Fern and l have just been trying to
recall it ell, but we can only remem-
Der the funniest things"
you've made fool of him and Of
me-" charged Bert holly.
eve don't deserve any credit for
that" snickered Molly. tits so easy
"The man has taken too much for
granted went on Bert, unsoftened by
all this hilarity, and, indeed, made
only more indignant by it. From
what your father says, Sledge seems
to believe that our engagement is off,
and that he has been practically &C.
copied"
Molly put her hand over her mouth
to suppress shrek, and running out
into the hall, called Fern. The girls
met halfway up the stairway. where
Molly explained the glad news, and
Bert. stalking stolidly out there, found
them holding to the balustrade. in or
der that their enjoyment of Sledge's
obtuse understanding might not
tumble them down the steps. He
strobe back into the library, and
parked his shin on a rocker. Molly
returned to him presently for more.
.'I've been missing my red roses,
she confessed. Nov I suppose I'll
get some more What else does he
think ?"
Heaven knows snapped Bert.
"He says he's going to the theater
with you tonight. Is that correct?'
Molly gleefully nodded her head.
did you forget that you were 60
ing TO the club dance with me?' he
Indignantly went on, feeling like shak-
ing her,
This time Molly shook her head,
her eyes cleaning with devllment, ana
from Fern. still on the stairway, there
arose a wild peal. I
Bert closed the library doors.
Il forbid it," he commanded
The change in Molly was so abrupt
that it startled him into barking his
other shin. First of all she threw
open the library doors, knowing, how
ever. that Fern by this time was back
in the boudoir. ---
s'You may do your forbidding to Mr..
Sledge." she told him with blazing
ewes. "You were thoughtful enough
to consider seriously sending me to
him and now whatever follows is up
to me. am going to the theater
tonight with Mr.. Sledge.'
Molly. Molly! Molly shrieked
Fern. half running and half humping
down the stairs. run to the win
dow. quick. and see the parade!
O-o-o-oh. It's coming here!'
Molly laid aside her just indigna-
ton for moment, feeling lntultlveiy
that Sledge miracle was some place
in the neighborhood, and glanced out
of the window as Fern, gurgllng 'nco'
herently, flashed by on her way TO
the door.
Up the winding driveway, one FOL
lowing the other. were two Of the