Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1916-10-17
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
>ETEY DINK
BIZ Ethel HuestO,,,
Author of Prudence ofthe Parsonage
The BobbsMerrill Co.. Publishers. Indianapolis.
CHAPTER TX. (Continued.)


CHAPTER TX. (ContinuedD
hi |s She turned back to the table, her
r. face flushed, eyes shining. Its pro-
N fessor! He's in town just overnight,
and he's coming out I'll have to
phone joe
~ .'Anything despise and abomlnate
it's a breaker Of dates" chanted Con-
y ME: fought to be condemned IN the
Il decalogue.'
81 4x,h, that's different explained
II C..1ol. This is professor! Besides,
4 this will sort of even up for the
E Thanks giving banquet last year"
But that was Phil and this is joel"
ooh, that's all right It's just the
principle, you know, nothing personal
" about it, Seven-six-two, please Yes.
p Seven-six-two? Is Joe there? Oh, he'll
u 10, joe Oh. Joe, I'm so sorry to go
4 back on you the last minute like this,
III but one of my old school teachers is
Il In town Just for tonight and is coming
Sshere. and of course can't leave. I'm
NJ 10 sorry. I've been looking forward
rs It for SO long, but-oh, that is nice
ssof you. j You'll forgive me this once,
' won't you? Oh, thanks, Joe, you're SO
ii kind" :.
~Hurry up and phone Roy. Larkie
II Yd,i,ll haze to break yours, too"
.sS Lark Immediately did so, while Car.
81 stood thoughtfully beside the table,
q her brows puckered unbecomingly.
II think she said at last slowly,
Il with wary eyes on her fathers quiet
face. II think I'll let the tuck out Of
b my old rose dress It's too short.
TOO short! Why, Carol" inter-
& rupted her aunt.
TOO short for the occasion, ! mean.
AI'll nut ii back tomorrow" Once
more her eyes turned cautiously faith
VI erward. "You see, professor still has
ssthe nlitle twinnie' idea in his brain.
land I'm going to get it out. 1t isn't
consistent with our. five feet seven.
V&Ne're grown up. Professor has got to
see 1t. You skoot upstairs, Connie,
HI won't you. there's dear. and bring 1t
& down. both OF them, Lark's too. Lark
where did you put that ripping
7 knife? Aunt Grace. will you put the
k;iron on for me? It's perfectly right
that professor should see we're grow
ing up. Well have to emphasize 1t
something extra, or he might overlook
Hs lt. It makes him feel Methuselish be-
cause he's so awfully smart. But III
Isscan change his mind for him.
n LArk stoutly refused to be grown
SUP for the occasion" as Carol put 1t.
II Ohe said 1t was too much bother to
I let out the tuck and then put IT right
back. just for nonsense. AT flrst this
r disappointed Carol, but finally she &C.
cepted it gracefully.
K. ..All right she said, II guess can
60 re ne
Efessor is not stupid; IL he sees I'm
young lady, he'll naturally know that
you are, too, since we are twins. You
2can help me rip then II you like-you
gbegin around on that side"
In less than two minutes the whole
family was engaged IN growing Carol
gup for the occasion. They didn't see
amy sense in it, but Carol seemed so
Il unalterably convinced that 1t was
Il necessary that they hated to question
her motives And. as was both hab-
itual and comfortable. they proceeded
to do as she directed.
II her idea had been utterly to dunn
Wound the unsuspecting professor. she
Ssucceeded admirably. Carefully she
splanned her appearance, giving him
Ejust the proper interval Of patient wait
ing in the presence OF her aunt and
sisters. Then, slow parting OF the
curtains and Carol stood out brightly,
I gladly, her slender hands held out in
welcome, Carol. with long skirts
\ swishing around her white slippered
feet, her slender throat rising cream
white above the soft fold of old rose
lace, her graceful head with it's royal
+ crown Of bronze-gold hair, tilted most
Echarmingly.
The professor sprang to his feet and
stared at her. why, Carol" he ex-
|. claimed soberly, almost sadly. as he
Crossed the room and took her hand.
why, Carol! Whatever have you been
doing to yourself overnight"
or course, it was far more over.
night, than the professor knew. but
Carol saw to It that there was nothing
to arouse his suspicion on that score.
He lifted her hand high, and looked
frankly down the long lines of her
skirt, with the white toes Of her slip.
ners showing beneath. He shook his
head. And though he smiled again,
his voice was sober.
I'm beginning to feel my age he
said.
This was not what Carol wanted,
and she resumed her cid childish man
aer with gleeful laugh.