News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-11-03

said, that my education has been neg
lected. L regret that / was not better
educated, maam,' he said to me-"
Mary went on in imitation of John
sons inimitable manner. Nothing
like this has ever happened to me be
fore, miss, but l can't make her com
prehend anything l say. She just sits
and waits.
"What was she like?" demanded Mr.
Martin, laughing too.
"Well, she was really rather fascinat
ing" Mary began, taking her cue from
this encouragement. And stunning
too. The French always are, don't you
think? And she had on a duck Of a
dress. She walked straight in and
looked straight at me and began tC
jabber like streak of lightning. The
French fairly flew out of her mouth
told her it was impossible for her tc
see Mr.. Martin-that he was confined
to the house by severe attack of govt
and couldn't she leave her messenger
"And did she?"
"Well, her message sounded some
thing like this: 'Jedesireparleramon
Observation-Disclosures. Je
suisric h EN- aisonpeuttoujou
RICHIE. Sij epouvaisobtenirle
avonmartinpourlafra ncecaseraiunebell
AFFAIRE. Jedonneraicinquantemille
francspour cetteAGGENCE. $50"
Mr. Martins mouth fell open with
n tel
rade. He had once met young wo.
man who could make a noise like Sara
Bernhard without knowing more than
half a dozen words of French. But
Mary Grayson beat her.
"Well, WELL" laughed Mr. Martin
its a wonderful language, French"
isn't it" said Mary. 80 finally we
tried signs and pantomime. | made a
wild, sweeping gesture at her to show
that you were out. She ratified on
worse than before. Then | pretended
johnson was you. Mr.. Martin, and
showed him out of the door and shrek.
ed 'outn Sometimes if you talk loud
enough it seems as if they might un.
derstand you, but this one didn't And
then she began to act at johnson and
me too. She evidently wanted to know
when you'd be back, whereupon l ran
over to the clock and pointed violently
to the figure s.
Il told Johnson never to let her In /
again unless Marie was here to inter
pref her." said Mary in conclusion.
quite right" said Mr.. Martin. by |
the way" he added, eying his pretty
secretary shrewdly, "do you think she
was after Rodney? Was she young
enough for thatY'
''Some women are never too old for
that, are they. Mr.. Martini" she said
coolly.
He glanced at her furtively a mo-
nent, as she patted back her hair, look
ing pleasantly. at the cracking fire.
There had been a time in those early
lays, when she had first come to him,
o try her hand at a secretaryship,
when she had reminded him alternate
Y of her two parents. 1t was in loyalty
o one of them that he had given her
chance. Sometimes. in flash, there
would be a curiously vivid suggestion
# her mother in her-something i'm the
way she raised her head and looked at
him, sound i'm the tone of her voice
Is she said good morning. Such mo-
nents, for long time. gave old Mar
in sharp pang that he could not ig-
lore even in his Utmost heart. Then
here was that even sharper twinge,
nd a curiously less pleasant one. when
he reminded him of ler father. He
lad been a handsome dog in his day,
Rob Grayson-there was no denying
hat.
An idea was taking shape i'm Mr..
fartin's brain pan; if only lie could
ut it over. I