The Yale expositor., 1919-09-11

guess, If you wanted tol Girls always
can get out of things when they want
to. Won't your"
81 don't think So"
"Why notT
Because I promised him. Several
days ago."
"See here I" said the stricken George.
eff 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 well quitl"
"Quit what?"
"You know perfectly well what ]
mean," he said huskily.
81 don't"
swell, you ought to"
"But l don't at all ~
George, thoroughly hurt, and not a
little embittered, expressed himself
in short outburst of laughter: swell.
l ought to have seen itp
"Seen what?"
"That you might turn ont TO be a
girl who'd like a fellow of the red
headed Kinney sort. 1 ought to have
seen 1t from the firstw
Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. ooh,
dancing a cotillion with a person
doesn't mean that You like him-but
don't see anything In particular the
matter with Mr.. Kinney. What isl"
81 prefer not to discuss it," said
George CURLY. "He's an enemy Of
mine"
"WhyT
81 prefer not 70 discuss It."
"Well, but
81 prefer not to discuss I'll
every WELL" She began to hum tho
air Of the soag which Mr. George Arr
berson was how discoursing, 20 noon
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 Isabel's
house. The gentlemen jumped down,
helping Isabel and Fanny to descend !;
there were friendly leavetakings-and
one that was not precisely friendly.
'Tt's 'au revoir' till tonight, isn't 1t 2"
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
ny?" Mr.. Minafer inquired, not look.
ing up.
They're coming" said his son; and.
casting himself heavily into a chair,
stared at the fire.
His prediction was verified a few
moments later; the two ladies came
In cheerfully, christening their fur
cloaks. "It's all right, Georgia." 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 TOT"
1t was Miss Fanny who responded.
"You little silly" she cried, with eur
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 the
moment. "He was fairly wild young
fellow twenty years ago." he said,
glancing at his wife absently. HE
was like you In one thing, Georgia: 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
No, can't say think he's a swim
dler, and L doubt IL he needs anybody
else's money to back his horseless car
riage."
"Well, what's he brought the old
thing here for, then? People that own
elephants don't take their elephants
around with 'em when they go visit
ing. What's he got II here for?"
'Fm sure don't know" said Mr..
Minafer, resuming his paper. "You
might ask him."
Isabel laughed and patted her hus-
bands shoulder again. "Aren't voc
going to dress? Aren't we all going
A..