The Press., 1916-09-07

structions now and then wltf refer ence to the route to take. ,Neyerthe- less these instructions were not given in the manner one would transmit them to a servant. 1t was Don't you think the road to Hilton would furnish good wheelingy' or Il think we might as well turn here," or Slower, please, Peter; I am not used to such rapid riding"
 The next day Aunt Agatha said to Cicely:
 q have matters on hand that will prevent my taking you out today. and I shall have to send you alone. Peter will drive you, and since the limousine is too large for one have instructed him to, take the runabout. Peter will show you all the notable points in the vicinity, and you may talk with him freely. You will find him better edu- cated than some society young men whose only accomplishment is danc- ing"
 When the runabout was at the door Aunt Agatha went with Cicely out on to the porch and said to the chauffeur: i DC CuEeAui u yOuA uIlNhSJ CeSA' wouldn't have anything happen to her for the world. Her father and mother. who adore her, have, intrusted her to my care and expect me to send her back to them us have received her."
 "I'll be careful" was all the response the man made. Cicely got into the seat next the wheel, and Peter took the seat beside her. Then as they chug- chugged away Cicely turned and way ed her hand to her aunt. on whose face was very comical expression. For awhile after starting Cicely said nothing to the chauffeur, and he, evil dently knowing his place, made no re- mark. But, passing some institution comprising large buildings in spacious grounds, she asked him what it was. That gave him an opportunity, and he began to point out the different ob- jects of interest along the road. It was not long before the conversa- tion became animated. Peter proved an excellent conversationalist, and Cicely returned delighted with her ride. After that she took a drive every pleas ant day and usually with no other
 
 Three weeks later MT. Blair sorted the mail at the breakfast table and picked out letter from Cicely.
 q wonder when she is coming home" :" said Mrs. Delmaine. Aunt Agatha writes that Peter Blair-he's the writ CT, you know-has been paying marked attention to Cissy, and yet the child hasn't mentioned his name. She seems to have spent most of her time motor ing around the country. I hope that Aunt Agatha has always accompanied her."
 "Oh, nonsense, Jean! Stop worrying and let me read what Cissy says. You can depend on Cissy toto Heavens, Jean!"
 He stared at her over the open sheet. and his face was very pale. Daniel! What is it?" she gasped. He dropped his eyes and read me- chanically:
 Dear Father and Mother-I am engaged to the best man in the world. You will | say so when you see him. He is Aunt | Agatha's chauffeur now. Forgive me, dear ones, but love him. CISSY. Several hours later MT. Delmaine still ministered to his hysterical wife
 when Aunt Agatha and Cicely were | ushered in. Behind them stalked tall young man looking amazingly con- l tented.
 Mother" cried Cicely, flying to her parents, 'T have brought him to see you!''
 ''Take your chauffeur away" shud- l dered Mrs. Delmaine, and Aunt Az | atha stared and then burst into peal of merry laughter.
 Fudge, Jean Delmainey' she chided drawing the bewildered young man to the front. "It is true that Peter Blair acted as my chauffeur for few weeks while my man took a vacation, but he is an excellent and careful driver and I am sure would make good. kind husband for Cissy. here. Come, Peter Blair; come, Cicely, and receive youl parents blessing!'
 And in the midst of all the laughter | and tears and the happiness that fol lowed Mrs. Delmaine shuddered.
 What is it, mother, dear?' asked Cicely quickly.
 "1 was thinking that-suppOse he really had been chauffeur. You l might have fallen in love with him | just the samev'
 Cicely's lovely eyes met her fathers and then passed on to her lover and l rested there.
 There is nothing to worry about now, mother" she said at last, 'but even if Peter had been a hodcarrier couldn't help loving him, for you know Peter is Peter, no matter what his dis guisew
 And Aunt Agatha looked very wise indeed.