The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-08-23

upon her son. George, dearw she
said, what did you mean?"
Just what 1 said" he returned.
lighting one Of the Majors cigars.
isabel'S hand, pale and slender, up.
on the tablccloth, touched one of the
fine silver candlesticks aimlessly; the
fingers were seen to tremble. "oh, he
was hurt!" she murmured.
Il don't see why he should be-"
George said. 81 didn't say anything
about him. What made you think he
was hurt?"
II know him." was all of her reply,
half-whispered
The Major stared hard at George
from under his white eyebrows. "You
didn't mean him. you say, George?
suppose if we had clergyman as
guest here you'd expect him not to be
offended, and to understand that your
remarks were neither personal nor I'M
tactful if you said the church was a
nuisance and ought never to have been
invented. We seem to have a new
kind of young people these days. It's
a new style Of counting a pretty girl.
certainly, for young fellow to go de-
liberately out of his way to try and
make an enemy of her father by at
lacking his business By Jove! That's
new way to win a woman
George flushed angrily and seemed
about to offer a retort, but held. his
breath for a moment; and then held
his peace. 1t was Isabel who respond
ed to the Major. "Oh, nor she Said.
Eugene would never be anybody's
couldn't and last of all
Georges. I'm afraid he was hurt, but
dent fear his not having understood
that George spoke without thinking or
what he was saying-I mean, without
its bearing on Eugene"
well, WELL" said his grandfnthor
rising. ut wasn't very successful lit
tie dinner!"
Thereupon he offered his arm to his
daughter, who took 1t fondly, and they
left the room, Isabel assuring him that
all his little dinners were pleasant,
and that this one was no exception.
George did not move, and Fanny,
following the other two, came round
the table and paused close beside his
chair; but George remained posed in
great imperturbability, cigar between
teeth. eyes upon ceiling, and paid no
attention to her. Fanny waited until
the sound of Isabels and the Majors
voices became inaudible in the hail.
Then she said quickly, and in a low
voice so eager that it was unsteady:
George you've struck just the
treatment to adopt; you're doing the
right thlngr'
She hurried out, scurryng after the
others with faint rustling of her
black skirts, leaving George mystifed
but injurious.
In truth, however, he was neither so
comfortable nor so imperturbable as
he appeared. He felt some gratiflca. !
NASA haO uOuC AlNAAO " put
man In his place-that man whose in (
fuence upon his daughter was precise
ly the same thing as a cOntemptuous
Of George Anderson Nina.
fer, and of George Anderson Nina
fer's ideals Of life" Lucys going
away without a word was intended,
he supposed, as a bit Of punishment.
Well, he wasn't the sort Of man that
people were allowed to punish; he
could demonstrate that to them
since they started It'll
Isabel came to Georges door that
night and, when she had kisesd him
she remained in the open
doorway with her hand upon his
and her eyes thoughtfully
lowered. so that her wish to say some.
hing more than goodnight was evi.
lent. Not less obvious was her per.
plexlty about the manner Of saying
L; and George, divinlng her thought
lmiably made an opening for her.
SWELL, old lady," he said, indulgent
y, "you needn't look so worried. !