The Connecticut labor press., 1919-09-27

"See here!' said tII,' >Ir.,At-.. t,eOr2 of you're going to decline to dance that cO:iIIiOn with me supply because red-hended outsider like Fred Kinney why We might as we'll quit "
 Quit WhAt?'
 You know perfectly well what l mean." he said huSkiIy.
 "I don't"
 Well, you ought tor"
 But I don't at all '"
 George, thoroughly hurt, and not little embittered. expressed himself in d short Outburst of laughter: Well, I ought to have seen it!"
 "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 1t from the first :"
 Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. "Oh. dancing a cotillion with person doesn't mean that you like him-but I don't see anything in particular tie matter with MT. Kinney. What is?''
 'T prefer not to discuss it, said George curtly. He's an enemy of mine"
 Why"
 q prefer not to discuss it."
 :'Well, but"
 q prefer not to discuss it ""
 Very we'll" She began to hum the air of the song which MT. George Am person was now discoursing, 70 moon of my delight that knows no wane"- and there was no further conversation on the back seat.
 The contrivance stopped with heart-shaking jerk before Isabels house. The gentlemen jumped down, helping Isabel and Fanny to descend; there were friendly leavetakings-and one that was not precisely friendly.
 "Its 'au revoir' till tonight, isn't it?" 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 MT. 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 Fan ny?" MT. Nfinafer 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, unfastentng their fur cloaks. Its 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 it? Isn't he trying to work Uncle George for that? Isn't that what he's up to?'
 It was Miss Fanny who responded. You little silly!" 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, father?'
 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, GeOrgie: 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 swim dler and doubt if he needs anybody else's money to back his horseless car riage."
 "Wel1, 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 Whats he got it here for?"
 I'm sure I don't know" said NIT. Minafer, resuming his paper. You might ask him.
 Isabel laughed and patted her hus- bands shoulder again. Aren't you going to dress? Aren't we all going to the dance"'