Norwich bulletin., 1920-09-15

Sylvia's little foot tapped the station floor nerveusly. She was aware of the disquieting fact that there was a hole in the sole of her right pump. It really was foolis hof her to wear that partic- ular old pair just because they matched her dress. A hole in one's shoe was calamity at any time but doubly so to- day. Why, Breek might even carry out his mad scheme, so often proposed.
 At this point in her reflections Miss Sylvia sighed and flushed. It was such e pity that-Daddy Allen could and would not understand what a dear Breek was Just then Breck himself dashed in, tossed his overcoat on the seat beside Sylvia and joined the waiting line before the ticket window. He stopped a sec end to impart some information to her. Everything is top hole, angel child, We're going to remember today, ana no mistake" he chuckled.
 This portended action, and Sylvia was ruefully aware that a strenuous after noon was not likely to improve that hole, save in size, to the great detr1ment of perfectly good pair of silk stock ;ilgs.
 As she cast about desperately for some speedy remedy she glimpsed piece of paper lying on the floor near tEheek's coat. Further inspection proved ii to be stiff and heavy, needing only j1dieious folding to make it fit in the slipper At any rate it would do tenn Itorarily.
 Stopping, Sylvia picked up the paper and fled to secluded corner, where she lrapidly slipped her pump off and insert lel the new so1e To be sure, it did feel Ia bit knobby but she was no longer thuite so 'out at sole"
 On the train the Masterful Breck re- ENealed his startling plan.
 Now that I have the contract winch really establishes the business want you too There's a license in my pock- ees which has been there quite long enough. When we get to Harviile we Il visit certain nice old justice Of the peace.
 But protested Sylvia, faintly, after
 period of stunned yet ecstatic silence, what will Daddy Allen say l Hang your father!" retorted Breck, tileleeantly, hell thaw out by and by when I'm rich and famous"
 So in the course of an hour Sylvia al- Il9wed herself to be passively guided up
 g flight of dingy stairs and in z an
 e1ually dingy office. A kindly raced stout old gentleman came forward to greet them seeming to understand thelr Ierrand without explanation. The pne- I 1omenon of an eloping couple no longer
 caused him thrill.
 Half a second and I'll have wit ness in He summoned an office boy
 fom some other region, deliberately ao- listed his spectacles and then remarked Now for the license. We'll be sure that is o. K. first. l Without the slightest hesitation Breck confidently reached his hand in his peck- e. and drew it forth-empty
 There ensued a profound silence hrok- el by an irrepressible ehuckle from the office boy. Poor Sylvia, whose courage had been rapidly ebhing, wished her-
 s.lf 8 thousand miles away.
 f Further frerzied search failed to pro
 duce the missing document, and the young people were finally forced 10 re- < eat proffering apologies and crimson '' vii, enbarra ssment The attorney bow e3 them out with a slight trace Of wear Iiless. ! Later in the afternoon Sylvia anc
 IIreck parted. He was tremendously dls
 Iappointed and chagrined but Sylvia fel
 Ia thrill of wicked relief. for her idea ol .fe wedding was vastly different. Besides iVho ever heard of a girl being married with a hole in her shoe? She gigglee st the thought
 At dinner Sylvia slid into her place threading the keen scrutiny and ques- Efoning of her father He, however, wal ltnus13ffv anaiable this evening ant when she ventured to mention the fac , ltlat she had been with Breck that af
 .t>rnoon did not protest acidly. . 50 you think that you would be hap bier with that young whippersnapper Iireck Merrill. than you are with you : old father? he queried dryly. T never put it that way, retorte