Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1916-11-03

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she was thinking with relief. TITS nc
trouble at all to talk to him. at all
He's nice in spite of the millions
Prudence says millionaires aren't hal
so dollar marked as they are cartoon
ed, anyhow"
He stayed for luncheon, he ever
helped carry the folding table out be
meath the cherry tree, and trotted doc
ilely back and forth with plates anc
glasses, as Connie decreed.
"Oh, father" she chuckled to her
self, as she stood at the kitchen win
dow, twinkling at the sight of the mil
lionaire's son spreading sandwiches
according to her instructions. "Oh
father, the boy question is complicat
ed, sure enough
1t was not until they were at lunch
con that the grand idea visited Connie
Carol would have offered it harborage
long before. Carols mind worked
best along that very line. 1t came tc
Connie slowly, but she gave it royaI
welcome. Back to her remembrance
flashed the thousand witty sallies Of
Carol and Lark, the hundreds of times
she had suffered at their hands. And
for the first time in her life, she saw
clear way of getting even. And a
millionaire's son! Never was such a
revenge fairly crying to be perpetrat
ed.
will you do something for me, Mr.
Hedges ?" she asked Connie was only
sixteen, but something that is born in
woman told her to lower her eyes shy.
ly, and then look up at him quickly
beneath her lashes. She was no f1irt,
but she believed in utilizing her re.
sources. And she saw in a fash that
the ruse worked.
Then she told him softly, very pref.
tily.
But won't she dislike me if do?'
he. asked.
mo. she won't said Connie. We're
! a family Of good laughers We enjoy
; a joke nearly as much when it's on us
as when we are on top.
| So it was arranged and shortly after
luncheon the young man in the imma.
culate spring suit took his departure
Then Connie summoned her aunt by
phone and told her she must hasten
/ home 10 help get ready for the mil
| lionaire's SON. 1t was after two when
! the twins arrived, and Connie and
! their aunt hurried them so violently
/ that they hadn't time to ask Connie
| how she got her information.
But hope Pm slick enough to get
out of it without lying if they do ask, .
she told herself. prudence says it's
not really wicked to get out of telling
+ things if we can manage it,"
He had arrived! A millionaire's son!
Instantly their enthusiasm returned to
them The cushions on the couch
were carefully arranged for the reclin-
ing of the semi-invalid aunt. who, with
the sweet young daughter of the home,
was upstairs waiting to be summoned.
Connie. with the tennis racquet, was
in the shed, waiting to arrive theat
/ REALLY. Carol, in her trim black gown
! with white cap and apron, was a
dream.
| And when he came she ushered him
in. curtesying in a way known only
, on the stage. and took his hat and
stick. and said softly:
| Yes, sir-please come in. sir-Ill
call the ladies'
She knew she was bewitchng. of
course, since she had done it on pur-
pose, and she lifted her eyes Just far
enough beneath the lashes to give the
properly cOQuettiSh effect. He caught
her hand and drew her slowly toward
| him, admiration in his eyes. but trepi
| dation in his heart. as he followed Con
MES coaching. But Carol was panic
seized, she broke away from him
roughly and ran upstairs, forgetting
[ her carefully rehearsed "Oh, no, sir
oh, please, sir-youd better wait for
! the ladies'
But orce out of reach she regained
! her composure. The semiinvalid aunt
| trailed down the stairs, closely follow.
ed by the attentive maid to arrange
her chair and adjust the silken shawl
Mr.. Hedges introduced himself. feel
! ing horribly foolish in the presence OF
| the lovely serving girl and wishing
she would take herself off. But she
| fingered effectively. whispering softly:
Shall lower the window, madame?
Is it too cool? Your bottle. madame.
| And the guest rubbed his hand
swiftly across his face to hide the
slight twitching of his lips
Then the model maid disappeared
and presently the sweet daughter OF
the house. charming in the gray silk
null and satin slippers, appeared, smil
| ing. talking, full of vivacity and life
AMI after while the dashing tennis
girl st~olled in, smiling inscrutably in.
to the eyes that turned so quizzically
toward her For time all went well
; The chaperoning aunt OCCASIONALLY lift
ed dainty cologne bottle to her sen
sitive nostrils and the daughter of the
house carried out her sirlish vivacity
| to the point of utter WEAKNESS. Con
ME said little, but her soul expanded
with the foretaste of triumph
Dinner is served. madame said
the soft voice at the door, and they
all walked out sedately. Carol adjust
ed the invalid auntie's shawl once
more, and was ready to go to the