The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1915-07-09
CHAPTER ".

There, standing between the por-
there's, was young woman looking in,
unembarrassedly, with careless
/ smile on her face. She was the sort of
girl who affects extremes in style, and
fits to her slimness the sportfest odd
hats, the straightest, narrowest, short
est skirts. But they well became her;
there was a not unpleasant masculine
note in her air and costume brisk
ness and confidence that spoke of golf
and tennis, horse or boats. Without
being too pretty, she had finely cut,
sharp features. long nose, gray eyes,
a def chin. She was most distinctly
a New York type, trim as cutter,
clean and fresh as hound II Mrs.
Royalton had been willowy-languor-
Gus, supersentimental suave, the crisp
and cool newcomer was as easily care
less as boy. She waited, with an
arch, somewhat amused expression,
for an invitation to enter.
"Oh-Miss Dallys! Good morning."
Hall called out and walked toward
her. Say, would you mind waiting
Just minute?'
"Sure!" said Carolyn Dallys. She
waved her hand jauntily, and retreated
to the office.
Hall returned to Flodie and stared
at her dramatically. Flodie trembled.
Finally he pounded the table with one
stroke of his fist. by jove!" He
nodded emphatically.
"Oh, Mr.. Bonistelle you don't mean
~" Flodie looked unspeakable things.
He pointed to the door to the office,
There's the girl. right In there! Caro-
Ign Dallys! Why didn't we think of
her before?"
| Flodie WINGED as if he had struck
her in the face. Then she burst forth
like waterfall. "Oh. no, no! Let me
tell you, Mr.. Bonistelle! She's too
mannish, Mr.. Bonistelle, Miss Dallys
is-you want feminine woman, Mr..
Bonistelle you know-one who can
care for you and look after you, and
see that you get up and keep your ap-
| pointments and-oh.. dear-can't you
see" She looked at him, saw he
was not listening, made another effort,
more hysterical, in sheer despair. "Oh,
Mr.. Bonistelle. why, Miss Dallys cares
more for dogs and automobiles than
she does for you, Mr.. Bonistelle- Mr..
Bonistelle-" Flodie took him by the
coat lapel impressively. "She smokes
cigarettes!"
Hall laughed and chucked her under
the chin. "Oh. that's all right! Lord,
Flodie. don't want to- marry house
keeper, you know. Why, I'll be mil
lionaire. I'll have servants to do all
that. MY wife will have to, know a
thing or two. you know, society, and
manners and taste. Carolyn Is right
in IT, College. education, music and
everything need-drives a car. plays
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. and shoots-why
Lord, I'd be proud to death of her. You
go right in and tell her I'm ready"
Again Flodie flinched. She gave him
one hungry look and started for the Of
fee. Then new thought stabbed her.
She turned. what if Mrs. Royalton
should say yes? What il she should r.
/ Hall suddenly came to his senses.
Say, by jove! That would be mix
up. wouldn't it! / hadn't thought OF
that at ALL" He dropped down on a
chair and looked at her hopelessly.
Did Flodie see, at the prospect of
such an ENHANCEMENT, faint hope for
her own chances? Her face, for mo-
ment. lighted. 1t was anyone. now. to
beat Mrs. Royalton. F1odie foresaw
that Carolyn Dallys alone could help
her. Yes. he must propose to Carolyn.
Her voice came artfully smooth and
sweet.
you could hatch up a quarrel,
couldn't you-perhaps you could tell
her something horrid-or do some
thing-well, you know!"
"Or you could. Couldn't you, Flo
die? You've helped me out before.
You're clever. You know women"
Flodie was new creature now. The
primitive woman in her was aroused.
She smiled-but it was so unlike Flo
dies sunny smile-lt was electric. She
nodded sagely
'Well, then, Ill take chance, any
way. Lord. think I've got right to
make as good choice as can. II l
have to be married to orderl l don't
see why should ruin my whole life
just because l happened to see Mrs.
Royalton firstl You tell Carolyn I'm
all ready
Flodie nodded. with hard look in
her eyes. "All right" she said slowly,
and guided something down. IT'S your