Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-07-23

OF chair that was drawn up at one
side OF the tea table.
"Oh, pooh" she exclaimed. "All
that narrow -mindedness is old-fash-
ioned"
The older girl regarded her reprov-
ingly.
What silly book have you been
reading| she inquired. After her ad
vent into the Wagstan home ii had not
taken her long to discover that
Georges literary tastes had developed
along lines that would scarcely have
met with Sir Georges approval.
Miss Georgy did not even deign
to reply to Ethel's question. They had
had numerous discussions--more or
less heated--upon the subject of her
reading. which Georgy regarded as
both footlcss and absurd. She had
openly rebelled ut reading the books
that Ethel recommended to her. lane
Austen and Mrs. Gaskell We're, in her
opinion hopelessly behind the times.
'I'm glad you haven't had an affair
with Henry Streetman," the younger
girl remarked. Il don't like him"
Don't you;" said Ether. relieved
that Georgy was at last convinced that
her suspicious were groundless.
mo. Every time he comes into the
room my back sort of goes up. just
like Rowdy when he sees a cat" Row.
dy was Georges Scotch terrier. whose
antipathy to cats was proverbial.
"Mr. Strectman has been very kind
to me" her governess observed.
ooh, don't defend him" Georgy
cried mpatlently. Il know inside that
you agree with me-"
Miss Willougnhy did not care to
continue the discussion. And with an
air of dismissing both Mr.. Streetman
and her relations with him from her
own mind as well as Georges, she
rose from the wide seat, and as she
glanced IT her watch exclaimed with
surprise:
Heavens, It's after five. l must
fuss Up II bit for the party"
1 But Georgy would not be put off
/ SO easily.
We'll, fOrewalned is forearmed,"
she said sententiously 1t was clear
I that she did net intend to be squelched
/ like child. If Henry Strcotinan
were still ii her mind. she saw no
reason why she should disscmble in
| order to please Ethel or anybody else.
There's nothing to be forewarned
/ about Miss Wilougliby observed, as
she paused ut the door that opened
into her boudoir. you surely have no
right to put such construction upon
my acquaintance with Mr.. Streetman
! can't let you say things Of this sort
to me. It's not fair to me. It's not
even fair to yourself"
While she was speaking the door
/ opened ANA Brewster the butler
stepped into the room.
"Mr. Streetman is calling" he an
nounced in well-modulated tones.
"Oh. show him up" Miss Willough-
by ordered. And as soon as Brewster
had vanished she shot . swift smile at
her companion, SPEAK Of the
devil" she said goolnaturedly.
"Oh, he isn't the devil" Georgy re-
/ piled. More Of a snake. ! think.
There was certainly no reason to doubt
her extreme dislike Of the gentleman
who was at that moment waiting be-
low.
Ethels hand was on the doorknob;
but she hesitated long enough to say
to Georgy
81 won't he five minutes, Stay and
amuse him there's a good girl"
"Not r. Miss Gcorgy declared "1l
he wants to be amused he can read
Punch And rs she spoke she slipped
off her perch. on, the chair-arm and
started for the door through which
Brewster had disappeared.
Don't he rude TO him. please
Georgy.' Miss Willoughby entreated
She knew that Gcorgy and Mr. Street
man must meet: and she could not re
frain from trying to smooth the way
for her guest.
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