Cleveland County herald., 1919-10-23

SlOCkeu, dS at lICEeulDle ASWo. VOAis you could break that engagement, guess, if you wanted to Girls always can get out of things when they want to. Won't you?" q don't think so." "Why not?"
 Because I promised him. Several days ago." 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 quit!'' "Quit what?"
 "You know perfectly well what I mean" he said huskily. 'I don't.'' "Well, you ought top "But I don't at all !" George, thoroughly hurt, and not a little embfttered, expressed himself in k short outburst of laughter: "Well, I ought to have seen it!"
 "Seen whatY
 "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 first!' Lucy bore her disgrace lightly. ooh, dancing a cotillion with a person doesn't mean that you like him-but I don't see anything in particular the matter with Mir. Kinney. What is?"
 q prefer not to discuss it." said George curtly. "He's an enemy of mine."
 "Why?"
 q prefer not to discuss it."
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 every we'll" She began to hum the air of the song which Mr. 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 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.
 "It's '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'; it's 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. 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, 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 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 think he's a swim dler, and I doubt if 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 lem when they go visit ing. Whats he got it here for?"
 "Pm sure don't know," said MT. 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?"