Cheyenne record., 1919-11-20
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I'VE don't actually know there
isn't" Miss Fanny insisted, giggling.
"Ws've never asked Lucy"
II wouldn't ask her anything 20 alb
surdr
George would" Georges father re-
marked. That's what he's gone to
do"
Nr. Minafer was not mistaken: that
was what his son had gone to do.
Lucy and her father were Just rising
from their dinner table when the
stirred youth arrived at the front
door Of the new house. It was cot
tase. however. rather than q house:
and Lucy had taken q free hand with
the architect. achieving results in
white and green outside and white
and blue inside to such effect Of youth
and daintiness that her father COM
planned Of ''too much springtimel" I"
The whole place. including his own
bedroom. was young damsel's bou-
doir. he said. 20 that nowhere could
he smoke q cigar without feeling like
Q rufnan. However, he was smoking
when George arrived. and he encour-
aged George to Join him in the pas
time. but the caller. whose air was
both tense and preoccupied. declined
with something like agitation.
II never smoke-that is. I'm sell
dom-I mean, no, thanks" he said.
II mean not at all. I'd rather not"
"Aren't you well, Georgef" Eugene
asked. looking at him in perplexity.
slave you been overworking at col
lege1 You do look rather pa"
II don't work." said George. II
mean I don't work. I think. but I
don't work. I only work at the end
Of the term. There isn't much to do"
Eugene's perpledty was little de-
creased. and q tinkle Of the doorbell
afforded him obvious relief. "It's my
foreman" he said, looking at his
watch. "I'I take him out In the yard
to talk. This IL no place for fore
man." And he departed, leaving the
''living room" to Lucy and George.
'what's wrong. George7' she asked
softly.
"what do you mean: What's
wrongr What makes you think any
things wrong with mer'
"You do look pale, a. papa said.
and 1t seemed to me that the way you
talked sounded-well, little con-
fused"
"see herel" George stepped close
to her. ":Ars you glad to see mef'
"You needn't be 90 fierce about It r.
Lucy protested, laughing at his dra-
matte intensity. "Of course am I
Do tell me what's the matter with
you, Georgew
II wiui" he exclaimed. II was q
boy when ] saw you last. I see that
now. though I didn't then. Well, I'm
not boy any longer. I'm q man. and
a man has a right to demand Q totally
different treatment"
II don't seem to be able to under
stand you at all. George. Why
shouldn't boy be treated just as
well as q mani"
George seemed to ind himself at q
loss. "Why shouldn't Well, he
shouldn't. because a man has a right
to certain explanations"
"What in the world do you want me
to explain"
"Your conduct with Fred Kinney I"
George shouted.
Lucy uttered q sudden cry Of
laughter: she was delighted. TITS
been awfull" she said. II don't know
that I ever head Of worse misbe-
haviori Papa and have been twice
to dinner with his family, and I've
been three times to church with Fred
and once to the circus! don't
know when they'll be here to arrest
mer
"Stop thatw George commanded
1ercely. II want to know Just one
thing, and I mean to know 1t, too l"
Whether I enjoyed the circus7"
II want to know If you're engaged
to himi"
mo" she cried. and lifting her
face close to his for the shortest in
slant possible, she gave him a look
half merry, half defiant, but all fond.
1t was an adorable look.
'Lucyl" he said huskily.
But she turned quickly from him.
and ran to the other end Of the room.
He followed awkwardly. stammering:
Lucy, I want-I want to ask you.
VIII you-will you-will you be en-
gagged to met" ..
She stood at q window, seeming to
look out into the summer darkness,
her back to him.
NO." she murmured, just audibly.
"Why notr'
You're too young"
"Is that" he said, gulping-"is
that the only reason you won't7"
Shs did not answer.
As she stood persistently staring
out Of the window with her back to
him she did not sec how humble his