The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1915-08-27
NO ANSWER REQUIRED
Ry HELEN DERBY.

II Philip Corning rolled up the ar
chitect's blue prints and put them in 9
drawer OF his desk
III Tell Mr.. Nelson that win give him
my opinion later about the plans,' he
said to the architects assistant \
have to consult-another person"
When he was alone Philip took out
the plans and gIoated over them. He
and Rosamund had pored over them
all winter and they had agreed that
the house would be perfect Nelson,
the architect. had almost lost his pa.
tience as the young lovers ordered first
Il one change and then another in the
plans OF the house.
i And now the worm had turned. The
i temperamental Mr. Nelson had de-
| clared that 1t was an utter impossible
manner directed by the future Mrs
i Corning.
Now. Rosamund Delway was tenn
peIamental as well as Oscar Nelson;
| therefore. when Philip broke the news
to her over the telephone and hinted
! Aldt iLEy mabL CIT tikul anu dttCpt
the plans as they were without fur
ther changes, Rosamund promptly In
formed him that she simply must In.
sigt upon changing the psntry to the
| other side OF the kitchen beca1se she
| had decided that the pantry space
would be larger and. facing the east
end OF the house, she could have what
she had always desired-a pantry win
dow overrun with morning glories.
1T would be SO cute to see them
every morning" she purred over the
wire.
when you offer him that argument
he chuckled.
"Idon't intend to see him--you must
tell him, Phil"
II? Not on your life. darling" And
he had followed this inelegant remark
with such wise reasoning that Rosa
mund flew into a pretty temper and
told him he could live alone in his old
house.
Thereupon che had hung up the re
ceiver and Philip had continued to
stare at the space ahead Of him with
blank incredulity in his eyes until CEN
trails acid voice had twice demanded
Number"
That is how 1t happened that Philip
was alone when messenger boy
brought him a small, square, white
package sealed with red wax bearing
Rosamund's monogram.
Walt, boy" ordered Philip, break
Ing the seals. but the lad was half
way down the outer office.
Philip glared at the sight of the en-
gagement ring he had given Rosa
mund. So the engagement was broken
and she wouldn't listen to reason
She had said. NO answer required"
He locked the ring In his safe and
sat down and wrote note to Oscar
Nelson, architect.
Dear sir" Philip 'ticked out on the |
typewriter with one finger, upon fur.
ther consideration | have decided to |
suspend operations upon my new house |
ON Elm highway Please send me an |
accounting to date and ! will forward
check by return mail.
faithfully yours.
PHILIP CORNING"
And on the outside of the envelope
he wrote a line under the address
mo answer required" At least he
would be spared Nelson's hotheaded
protests.
Then he rang for messenger boy
Out on Elm highway, where charm
ing suburb was forming, little brown
shingled house had its eyes shrttered /
and its doors padlocked
People who knew all about the build
ers wondered what had happened to
stop operations, until the news filtered
through various sources that the en-
gagement was broken and the little
brown house would not be occupied
this summer So the neighbors on 4
Elm Highway ceased to watch for the
happy lovers, although Mrs Bruce
Wade declared she had seen Philip
Corning stalking around the unfin.
ished house In the moonlight.
One rainy day Philip slammed his
desk cover and, struggling on rain
coat, went for tramp along Elm
highway. The steady downpour
soothed his restless spirit, and the
fresh, damp air was grateful after the
close atmosphere Of the Office.
He turned into the gate and went
around to the back door. The sound
of his coming was drowned in the fall
ing shower.
Someone was standing on the back
porch, peering through the glass pam
els OF the kitchen dcor-a forlorn. lit
tie figure in a raincoat, with the hood
drawn tightly over its head
Philip recognized the igure-that
and that head he would have
known among thousand, even had
they been concealed under bushel
basket. so keen are the eyes of love.
He placed his hands on her shoul.
ders and turned her right about. her
face close to his own--a pale. thin lit
tie face II was with wistful blue eyes
Al AZ friohtanad nd thara dirnnad with |