The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1917-11-03

Hands like yours weren't made for
this sort Of thing" Then, as the next
pan was transferred from the soapy
dish water to the draining rack, he
tried to seize the slim white hand that
held 1t, but, thanks to the soap and wa
ter, 1t slid easily from his grasp back
into the suds.
Then there wns a silence broken
only by the splasliing of the water in
Ursula's dishpan; and Ursula's deep
l eyes, as she washed pots and pans
with her unwelcOme assistant at her
side, penetrated deep through the dish
water into the region of brown study
beyond.
"a penny for your thoughts was the
way the young professor broke the ST.
lence.
II was wondering whether you knew
anything about the girls in the college
out here. You know it Is a co-educa-
tional place"
I'm not especially anxious to meet
them" sighed Greig. "a man doesn't
care much for that sort of girl-brains
don't county for much in women-no
half so much as a pretty face like
yours" He was looking ~intently at
Ursula who for one fleetlng second was
tempted to rub the self-satisfied smile
from his face with n swoop of her
soapy dish cloth. Instead, she looked
at the kitchen clock. The hands point
ed to a quarter after nine. She knew
Rodney would be back from his call
on the college president in a few min
utes, and until that time she scould
manage the professor-elect alone.
She assumed a yielding smile of CO.
quetry. "Oh, some of the girls aren't
so bad looking" she said. "Some of
the poor farmers daughters take
places in the professors families. In
return for working three or four hours
a day they get their board and keep
and they eat with the families-all ex-
cept when there is extra company.
They call them student helps"
For a moment the young man looked
alarmed. you don't happen to be one
of those girls?" he asked hurriedly. To
flirt with a girl who might later be a
student in one of his classes and who
possessed the dignity of being a can
didate for a college degree was quite
another thing from passing a few 9TH
erwise dull moments with a forlorn lit
tie kitchen maid whose youthful
charms happened to take his fancy.
81 don't look it, do II" asked Ursula
in a way that dispelled the instruct
or's a~nXieties.
HOf conrco VIZ, don't ~ ba aScurad
her. "When I get this job out here in
the fall I'm going to manage somehow
TO see more of you. Perhaps my sis
ter will get you to work for us in
stead of the Judsons. No n need
know that l arranged it, and some
how we can manage to have a few
good times together. I see you aren't
going to be cross with me, are your"
"Then you are really going to get
the appointments" Ursula asked with
feigned enthusiasm ov6r the prospect.
"Surely. Did you hear me pulling
the wool over the old mans eyes? 1
did manage to make a good impress
sion, even if you, you little beauty,
were doing your best TO rattle me. The
only person standing in the way of me,
l understand, was that son of the pro-
fessor'S, Rodney Judson. And, of
course, he wouldn't stand any show
against me eve with his own father"
Young Mr.. Grieg had abandoned the
task of assistant and stood very close
to the girls side, where he could see
every graduation In the cora Jnts that
came and went in her cheeES under
his gaze.
Goodnight, Mr.. Grieg," she said,
as she heard the first football of Rod.
ney JudsOn outside.
you won't send me away without a
better, goodnight than that" that
was what the young instructor intend
ed to say, but he never said it. For
before he could say more than two syl-
tables Rodney Judson stood before him
in the Kitchen. He made a badly cal
culated step toward the back stairs.
Don't hurry away said Ursula
very sweetly, turning to the profess
sor's son, who was in the kitchen by
this time. Rodney, Mr.. Grieg has been
down to get a glass of water. Mr..
Grieg, it will DO no harm to tell you
that Mr.. hudson and l are engaged
though as yet we have not told ever
Rodney's parents. 1 I'M SUR we can
depend on your confidence. 1 vas just
telling Mr.. Grleg about our system
of student helps and 1 was going to
explain to him that If 1t were not for
that system l would never have had a
chance of coming to college OF of meet.
ing you, Rodney"
Splendid idea," stammered Mr.
Grieg. by all means you can trust
me-" and then, selling the empty tum-
bier, he hurried up the back stairs.
GOOD news" said Rodney when
they were alone. 'The president d.
cided against Grieg when he saw him
this afternoon. Wouldn't give his rea-