The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1920-12-01
Continued from Last Week.)

You have the fan with you; Mon
tani jumped right out Of his seat
when you opened 1t In the theater."
This she received with more laugh
ter; Montani amused her immensely,
she said. She wasn't In the least
afraid Of him. Returning to the mat
ter Of the luncheon, she suggested
the Tyrlngham.
"You know, I want very much to
see Mr.. Bashfords old home and the
place all our veteran retainers came
from. at one?-yes. Good night |"
Alice and Mrs. Farnsworth reached
the birmingham on time to the minute.
AS l had spent the morning on q
bench in the park, analyzing my prob
lens. I found their good humor
trife Jarrlng.
"You don't seem bit glad to see
49," Alice complained as she drew
off her gloves. How can any one be
anything but, happy after seeing that
delicious Cock Robin? It Is so deli
ously droli."
II haven't" 1 remarked with an
attempt ut severity, quite your knack
of ignoring disagrecabe facts. There
was Montani right in front OF me-
jumping like n jack-inthe-box every
time YOU flourishcd your fan. There's
that fellow we've got locked up at
Barton"
Just hear the man, Constance she
interrupted with her adorable laugh
I'VE were thinking TINT he was only
beginning to see things our way, the
only true way, the jolly way, and
here he cometh like melancholy
jacques! Wen have none of it p
I'VE must confess" said Mrs
Farnsworth conciliatingy, "thnt Mr..
Singleton Is passing through Il severe
trial. We Drccipitated ourselves
upon him without warming and I'M
mcdintcly involved him in mesh of
mystery. His imagination must have
time to adjust itself"
They were spelling NY appetite; /
was perfectly aware of that. / had
ordered the best luncheon knew how
to compose, and they were doing fun
Justice to 1t; but | was acting. I
knew, like Il rcscntful boy.
u love you that way" said Alice
as stared ?acnntly at my plate .But
you really are not making yourself
disagrccable to us--really he is not.
Constancc!"
Mrs. Farns%Orth affirmed this. |
knew that | was merely being. rude,
and the consciousness Of this was not
uplifting. At the luncheon hour the
influx OF shoppers gives the Tyring-
n al,
were people apparently convcrsing
sanely and happily. The appearance
OF Uncle Bashs ghost in the familiar
dining room would have been Il vel
come diversion. wns spcculatlng as
to just what he would say about his
widow and the whole mess at Barton
when Mrs. Farnsvorth addressed me
pleadingly.
''If you knew that we want you to
play with us only few days longer
three days shall we say, Alice?-if
YOU knew that then wen untangle ey-
crything, wouldn't you be nlce--yery
nlce?
In spite Of myself couldn't resist
this apDcid. j was more and more i'm
pressed by the fincness, the charm of
Mrs. FarnswOrth. When she drOpped
the make-bclleve foolishness in which
She INDUCED quite as amuslngly as
Alice she appeared to be O very sen
sible person. The humor danced In
her eyes now, but her GLANCE was more
than an appeal; 1t was a command.
IF you knew that our trouLles are
not mt all the troubles you're thinking
about but very different"
Please pardon me- / muttered
humbly, and wished that Alice were
not SO bcwitching in sailor hat. 1t
may have, have been the hat or only
Aiss. EarRsworth's pleading tone that
brought me to a frlendller attitude
toward the universe and It's visible
inhabitants. The crowd thlnnad out,
0qtiwe fingered, talking Of all manner
OF things
"We must come In again very soon"
sand Alice. sand next time we shan't
run AWAY, which was very naughty. I
suppose when you, begin story you
5ust have to keep II golug or 1t VIII