The Tomahawk., 1919-09-25

to. Won't you?"
II don't think So"
"Why not?'
because promised him. Several
days ago."
"See here!" said the stricken George.
IF you're going to- decline to dance
that cotillion with me simply because
you've promised a--a-a miserable
red-headed outsider like Fred Kinney,
why we might as we'll quit"
'Quit what?"
"You know perfectly we'll what
mean," he said huskily.
II don't"
"Well, you ought tO!"
"But ! don't ut all"
George, thoroughly hurt, and not a
little embittered, expressed himself
in a short cutburst of laughter: swell.
I ought to have seen It'll"
"Seen what?"
'That you might turn out to be a
girl who'd like a fellow of the red
headed Kinney sort. I ought to have
seen it from the nrst"
Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. "Oh,
doesn't mean that you like him-but
I don't see anything in particular the
matter with Mr.. Kinney. What is?"
II prefer not to discuss it," said
George curtly. "He's On enemy Of
mine."
"Why?'
II prefer not to discuss 1t"
"Well, but"
II prefer not to discuss it"
"Vcry WE'LL" She began to hum the
air Of the song which Mr.. George Am
berson was now discoursing, 20 moon
Of my delight that knows no wane'-
and there was no further conversation
on the back seat.
The contrivance stopped with a
heart-shaking jerk before 1sabel's
house. The gentlemen jumped down,
helping Isabel and Fanny to descend;
there were friendly leavetakings-and
one that was not precisely friendly.
"It's 'au revoir' till tonight, isn't itT'
Lucy asked. laughing.
"Good afternoon !" said George, and
he did not wait, as his relatives did, to
see the old sewing machine start brisk
ly down the street, toward the Shar-
ons'; its lighter load consisting now
Of only Mr.. Morgan and his daughter.
George went into the house at once.
He found his father reading the
evening paper In the library. "Where
are your mother and your Aunt Fam
n.y." Mr.. Minafer inquired, not look.
ing up.
"They're coming" said his son and.
casting himself heavily into q chair.
stared ut the fire.
His prediction was verified a few
moments later; the two ladies came
in cheerfully, unfastening their fur
cloaks. 'It's all right. Georgie," said
Isabel. "YOur Uncle George called to
us that Pendennis got home safely.
Put your shoes close to the fire, dear.
or else go and change them"
'Look here" said George abruptly.
"How about this man Morgan and his
old sewing machine? Doesn't he want
to get grandfather to put money into
1t? Isn't he trying to work Uncle
George for that? Isn't that what he's
up tor
It was Miss Fanny who responded.
"You little sillyl" she cried, with sur
prisIng sharpness. "What on earth
are you talking about? Eugene Nor
gan's perfectly able to finance his own
inventions these days.
"He strikes me as that sort Of
man," George answered doggedly.
"Isn't he, fatherT"
Minafer set down his paper for tho
moment. ''He was fairly wild young
fellow. twenty years ago." he said,
glancing ut his wife absently. He
was like you in one thing, George: he
spent too much money-only he didn't
have any mother to get money out Of
a grandfather for him, SO he was usu-
ally in debt. But believe I've heard
he's done fairly well Of late years.
No, I can't say I think he's a swim
dler, and doubt If he needs anybody
else's money to back his horseless car
riage."
swell, what's he brought the old
thing here for, then1 People that own
elephants don't take their elephants
around with 'em when they go visit
ing. What's he got 1t here fort" \
TN sure I don't know" said Mr..
Minafer, resuming his paper. "Yo0
might ask him."
Isabel laughed and patted her hus-
bands shoulder again. aren't you
going to dress? Area't we all going
to the dancer -