The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-04-29
Copyright, 1915, by George Barr
McCutcheon.

one would call in. He Is up in the
ahem!-the east wing. sir, taking down
some correspondence for the-fur the
lady. sir"
arose to the occasion. "Quite so.
quite so. l had forgotten the appoint
ment."
Yes. sir; thought you had"
"Ahem! dare say Brittun will do
quite as we'll. Tell him to-
"Britton. sir, has gone over to the
city for the newspapers. You forget
that he goes every morning as soon
us he has had his
"Yes. yes! Certainly" l said hasti
ly. 1.-The papers. Ha. TIA! Quite
right"
1t was news to me. but It wouldn't
do to let him know It. The countess
read the papers, did not.
1t was nearly II when my secretary
reported to me on this particular morn
ing.
MIR. Poopendyke," said l. ARE YOU
stairs?" would never have spoken
OF her as that woman" believe NE
ii | had not been in state OF irllta
ton.
He looked positively stunned. "Sir:
he gasped.
managed to demand rather herceIy
Are your"
THE countess had got dreadfnlly he
hind with her work, sir, and | thought
you wouldn't mind it | helped her out
Bit" he explained nervousIy.
Work: What work "
Her diary, sir. She is Keeping a
diary"
"Indeed."
ut is very interesting. Mr. Smart
Rather beats any novel I've read late
iy. We-we've brought it quite up to
date. wrote at least three pages
about the dinner last night. If | am
to believe what she puts into her diary
it must have been a delightful occa
sion, as the newspapers would say"
| was somewhat Modified. "What did
she have to say about it. tred?"
asked. 1t always pleased him to be
called Fred #e.
That would be betraying conf
dence,' said he Il will say this much
however, think l wrote your name
fifty times or more in connection
with it."
Rubbish" said l.
mot at ALL" said he, with agreeable
spirit.
A sudden chill came over me. "She
isn't figuring on having it published.
is she?'
"I can't say as to that" was his dis.
quieting reply. 1T wasn't any OF my
business, 50 l didn't ask"
oh" said l. II see!"
II think it is safe to assume, how.
ever, that it is not meant for publica
tion," said he. 1T strikes me as being
Il bit too personal. There are parts OF
it that don't believe she'd dare to put
into print. although she reeed them OFT
to me without so much as blush
Pom my soul, Mr.. Smart, l never was
so embarrassed in my life. She
"Never mind.' interrupted hastily
Don't tell tales out OF school,
He was silent for a moment, finger
ing his big eyeglasses neryously. 1T
may please you to know that she thinks
you are an exceedingly nice man"
mo, it doesntw ! roared irascibly
I'm blamed if like being called an
exceedingly nice man.
'They were my words, sir, not hers,
he explained desperately. II was mere
ly putting two and two together-for'n
ing an opinion from her manner, not
from her words She is very particu
lar to mention everything. yOn do for
her and thanks me ii | call her atten
ton to anything she may have forgot
ten. She certainly appreciates your
kindness to the baby"
THAT is extremely gratifying" said
] acid]y.
He hesitated once more. "Of course
you understand that the divorce itself
is absolute It's only the matter or
the child that remains unsettled. The
fairly barked him. What the
mischief do you mean by that, sir:
What has the divorce got to do
with it,"
"A great deal. should say" said he
with the rare, almost superhumau pa
thence that has made him so valuable
10 me-
Upon my soul!' was all that |
could say.
Hawkes. raped on the door luckily
at that instant.
THE men from the telephone COM
pany are here, sir, and The electricians.
Where are they to begin sir"
Tell them to wait" said /. Then l
hurried to the top of the east wing to
ask if she had the least objection to
an extension phone being placed in my
study. She thought it would be very
nice, so returned with Instructions
for the men to put in three instruments
one in her room. one in mine and one
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