Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-11-12

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hard for me to he friendly with you"
Il don't want to be friendly with
you. You're driving me crazy, Shir-
ley. Please run along home. or wher-
ever you're bound. I've tried to UNDER
stand your peculiar code, but you're
too deep for me; so let me go my way
to the devil. George Sea Otter is out
side asleep in the tonneau OF the car.
Tell him TO drive you wherever you're
going. | suppose you're afoot today.
for / noticed the mayor riding to his
office in your sedan this morning"
She tried to look outraged, but for
the life of her she could not take of.
Tense at his blun.ness neither did she
resent a look which she detected in
his eyes, even though 1t told her he
was laughing at her
"oh, very well," she replied with
what dignity sire could muster. "Have
1t your own way. I've tried to warn
you. Thank you for your offer of the
car. / shall be glad TO use it. Uncle
Seth sold my car TO Mayor Pound
stone last night. Mrs. P admired
1t SOL '
"Ahl Then it was that rascsily
Poundstone who told your uncle about
.he temporary franchise, thus arousing
his suspicious to such an extent that
when he heard his locomotive rum
bling into town, he smelled a rat and
hurried down to the crossingT'
Possibly. The Poundst0nes dined
a. our house last night"
Pretty hard on yon. ] should say,
But then l suppose you have to play
the game with Uncle Seth. Well,
good morning. Shirley. Sorry TO hurry
you away, but you must remember
we're on strictly business basis
yet; and you mustn't waste my time"
You're horrid. Bryce Cardigan"
You're adorable. Good morning"
you'll be sorry for this" she
warned him. Good morning" She
/ passed out into the general Office, Wis
tied with Moira about FIVE minutes,
and drove away In the Napier. Bryce
watched her through the window. She
knew he was watching her, but never
theleSs she could not forbear turning
round to verify her suspicious. When
she did. he waved his sound arm at
her, and she flushed with vexatioH.
God bless her." he murmured.
"She's been my ally all along. and |
never suspected It'll wonder what
her game can be-"
He sat musing for long time
'Yes," he concluded presently. "old
Poundstone has doubie-crossed US
and Pennington MADE 1t worth his
while. And the Colonel sold the
mayor his nieces automobile. It's
worth twenty-five hundred dollars, at
least. and since old Poundstone's
finances VIII not permit such an ex-
| travagance. I'm wondering how Pen.
nngton expects him TO pay for II.
smell n rat as big as Kangaroo In
this case two and two don't make four.
They make six Guess I'll build fire
under old Poundstone."
He took down the telephone re-
ceiver and called up the mayor
"Bryce Cardigan speaking. Mr.. Pound
stone" he greeted the chief executive
Of SeQuoia.
"Oh, hello. Bryce, my boy" Pound
stone doomed affably. FLOWS tricks?"
"So-so! hear you've bought that
sedan from Col. Pennlngtcn's niece.
Wish I'd known 1t was for sale. I'd
have outbld you. Want to make a
profit on your bargainT
mo, not this morning Bryce. think
Wen keep II. Mrs P has been
wanting n closed car for 0 long time,
and when the Colonel offered me this
one at bargain. | snapped 1t up"
"And you don't cara TO get rid Of II
| at profit?" Bryce repeated.
''No, Stree 7"
"Oh, you're mistaken, Mr.. Mayor.
think you do. would suggest that
! you take that car back TO Penning-
tons garage and leave 1t there. That
would he the most profitable thing
you could do"
"What--what--w what In blue blazes
are you driving at?' the mayor sput.
tered.
81 wouldn't care to discuss It over
the telephone. take It. however, that
hint TO the wise il sufficient; and l
warn you. mayor, that II you keep
that car II win bring you bad luck.
Today is Friday. and Friday is an I'M
lucky day I'd get rid of that sedan
before noon II were You"
There was long, fateful silence.
Then In n singular small. quavering
voice: "You think II best. Cardigan"
81 do. Return It to No. 38 Redwood
boulevard. and no questions VIII be
asked Good-byl"
When Shirley reached home at noon,
she found her car parked In front OF
the porte cochere; and a brief note,
left with the butler, Informed her that
after thinking the matter over, Mrs.
Poundstone had decided the Pound
stone family could not afford such an
extravaganza, anG accordingly the car
was returned with many thanks for
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