The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1919-12-04

! may nave SHOWN ltSelf In the selection
Of these high garnitures, he wore them
easily, even with a becoming hint of
! jauntiness. Some change might be
! seen In his face, too, for q successful
cially If his temper be genial. Eugene
had begun to look like millionaire.
But, above everything else, what was
most evident about him, as he came
up the path, was his confidence In the
happiness promised by his present
errand; the anticipation in his eyes
could have been read by stranger.
His look at the door Of Isabel's house
was the look OF man who is quite
certain that the next moment will re-
veal something inelfably cha! ming, in
expresslbly dear.
When the bell rang George
waited at the entrance OF the "receD-
tion room" until housemaid came
through the hall on her way to answer
the summons.
"fou needn't mind, Mary" he told
her. 'Tll see who it Is and what they
want. Probably it's only peddler"
"Thank you, sir, Mister George"
said Mary, and returned to the rear Of
the house.
George went slowly to the front door
and halted, regarding the misty silhou-
cite of the caller upon the ornamental
frosted glass. After minute of
waiting this silhouette changed outline
80 that an arm could be distinguished
an arm outstretched toward the bell,
as II the gentleman outside doubted
whether or not Ii had sounded and
were minded TO try again. But before
the gesture was completed George alb
ruptly threw open the door and
stepped squarely upon the middle of
the threshold.
A slight change shadowed the face
Of Eugene; his look Of happy anticipa-
tion gave way to something formal
and polite. "How do you do, George"
he said. Mrs. Minafer expects to 20
driving with me, / believe--if you'll
be so kind as to send her word that
I'm here"
George made not the slightest move
ment.
"No," he said.
Eugene was incredulous, even when
his second glance revealed how hot OF
eye was the haggard young man be.
fore him. II beg your pardon.
said"
II heard you," said George. "You
said you had an engagement with my
mother, l told you, MOI"
Eugene gave him a steady look, and
then he asked quietly: "What is the
the difficulty?"
George kept his own voice quiet
enough. but that did not mitigate the
vibrant fury of 1t. "My mother will
have no interest In knowing that you
came for her today" he said. "Ol any
other dayw
Eugene continued to look at him
with scrutiny in which began ia
CLEAN profound anger, none the less
powerful because II was so quiet. 81
am afraid do not understand you"
81 doubt II / could make 1t much
palmer" George said, raising his
voice slightly, "but I'll try, You're
not wanted in this house, Mr.. Morgan
now or at any other time. Perhaps
you'll understand-this !"
x,.itI <ho ya.k ,,,or.a.. 10 ,Io.oI
the door in Eugene's face.
Then, not moving away, he stood
just inside the door, and noted that
the misty silhouette remained upon
the frosted glass for several moments,
as If the forbidden gentleman debated
In his mind what course to pursue.
"Let him ring againw George thought
grimly. "Or try the side door--or the
ktchenw
But Eugene made no further at
tempt; the silhouette disappeared
footsteps could be heard withdrawing
across the floor of the veranda; and
George, returning To the window IN
the reception room." was rewarded
by the sight of an automobile manu-
facturer in baffled retreat, with all
his wooing furs and fineries mocklng
him. Observing the heaviness. of his
movements as he climbed into the ton
neau, George INDUCED in a sickish
throat rumble which bore a distant
cousinship to mirth.
He went to the library, and. seat
ing himself beside the table whereon
he had placed the photograph Of his
father, picked up book, and pretend
ed to be engaged In reading It.
Presently Isabel's buoyant step was
heard descending the stairs. She came
Into the library. fur coat over her
arm, ready to put on. and two wells
round her small black hat. her right
hand engaged In buttoning the glove
upon her left; and. as the large room
contained too many pieces of heavy
furniture. and the made shutters ex-
cluded most Of the light of day. she
did lnot at once perceive Georges
prpoence. Instead. she went to the bay
window ct the end Of the roCm, which
AFFORDED = view OF the street, and
! elanepd eut sxpectAntly; then bent
|. ~ 4ktention upon her GlOvo: after
that locked ont toward the street