The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1916-11-10
ct'AprER l..
Just a Hint Of Scandal.

Ethel Willouehby's sitting room, at
tired in the daintiest and flut1iest ot
summer costumes. Georgy was the
daughter of Sir George Wagstaff Of
the British admiralty. She found the
room deserted. except for her fathers
admira bic butler. who was at the mo
mont in the act of placing a tea'tray
upon Miss Willoughby's table.
ooh. Brewster-1s Miss Willoughhy
in?" she inquired.
The correct Brewster Immediately
Strengthened himself up in his best
n
mo. miss I think not" he replied,
Georgy stroiled 10 the window.
Il dare say Ethelll be here directly"
she said-to herself as much as to the
butler. "1ll wait"
Yes. miss" Brewster acquiesced,
And with a bow Of the utmost cor.
rectness he went ont. closing the doors
softly behind him,
Georgy Wagstaff stood idly looking
out Of the window upon the view Of
the Thames. It was an August after.
noon and the river shimmered allur,
incly in the slanting sunlight. Put
Ethel bad asked her to meet a few
friends; and Georgy was fond enough
CT Miss Willoughby not to be repent
ont for having foragone the delights
Of a perfect summer evening out ot
doors, AS she stood there in the win
dow her governess entered.
ooh. Hello, Georgy,' Am I late o'
are YOU early?" Miss Willoughby called
rs she saw that one of her guests wa
already waiting.
Both" said Georgy with a smile
81 did want two minutes with You hc
fore the others came. May I bother
YOU now"
"Of course..' the older girl replied
But it's no bother" she assured her
She sat down on n end Of a long
settec and began to remove her gloves
whereupon her younger charge nerched
herself at the other end Of the sea!
and regarded her admiringly, Miss
Willoughby's fair hair had just the
hint of red in it that was at the same
time Georgy's despair and delight,
And Ethel was far enough past the
schoolgirl age to have lost that argu'
larity which Georgy still possessed-
and loathed. AS for coloring. they
both showed the healthy glow which:
llnslishwomen of the upper class,
You see" said Georgy, "1'm afraid
I'm going to be awfully presumptu,
ons-"
Nonsense" Ethel interrupted. you
couldn't be that when you and you,
father have been so very good to mo
Come on! Out with It."
It was true that Ethel Willonghhy
felt that she was deeply in the deb,
of the Wagstaffs-hoth father and
daughter. Before entering their house
hold as Georgy's governess she had
known them upon a footing Of social
equality. But fortune had frowncd
had become most pressing Sir George
had come to her relief with the pro
posal that she undertake the guidance
of his somewhat difficult daughter. II
was not that GeorGy was greatly diff
fercnt from other girls Of the imprcs
sionable age. But Sir Georges public
duties left him little time to devote te
the uphringing of his motherlcss child
Md it had struck him that Ethe
Willou2hby was a person who Mt Tho
same time would be able to sympathiz4
With Georgy's impulses and direc'
them into the proper channels.
"What's on your mind. GcorgvT'
Miss Willonghhy asked again, as thu
Girl still hesitated.
"1t's about your past" Georsy be-
gan in deadly seriousness.
Ethel laughed at her tragic manner
Have la past?' she inquired
lightly.
But the romantic Gcorgy was NO
to bc diverted from her mood.
That's Just the question:" she com
mentcd. You know I shouldn't min'
it in the least if you had. I bcliev'
in people living their own lives. il
their own way" Georgy prided her
self that she was "~advancod." Sh'
considered the ordinary insular atti
tude toward what is termed moralit,
to he stodgy and Victorian. Indeed
she quite fancied the more free and
easy continental view Of life.
what on earth are you talkin:
ahout:' Ethel demanded. If the trutl
were known, she felt the least bit un
comfortable beneath the frank star,
Of her young friend.
You remember a month ago. whe,
Won said you went to Brighton :?
Georgy continued re%lentlessly.
"When l said I went to Brighton
When I went to Brighton" Miss VIII
%loughby corrected her coldly.
But the chill Of her remark was los
upon her patient ~cross-examincr
Georgy was too intent upon uncover
ing the romance that she thought sh'
had stumbled upon to be so easil,
discouraged.
We'll. today at lunch Hugh Middle