The Washington times., 1921-05-09
CopyriRht. 1921

closed again with a slam as
4 Philip winterdick an i'm
maculate figure in white fiannels--
came out on to the landing. paused
q moment to light a cigarette, an1
then went down the wide stair
case two at time.
= 1t was about o'clock on hot
summers afternoon. and the big
hall of the old house looked in
vitingly cool and restful, with its
dark oak and polished door and
the glare of sunlight outside.
He was a fine looking young
fellow. tall. long-limbed and square
shouldered, with the clean-cut.
staiwart look OF health about him
which he had inherited from his
father, the father of whom he sud
denly thought as he stepped out
into the sunshine, and with q little
exclamation he turned and went
back into the house, pushing open
a closed door on the right and
thrusting his head round.
You there. guv'nor?"
Yes. Phil"
Philip pushed the door wider and
went in.
Sorry to bother you if you're
busy--but ] forgot to tell you tina.
I'm overdrawn at the bank beas.
ly nuisance. The manager fellow
wrote me quite a nasty letter about
II this morning-confounded cheek,
I call IL. Anyone would think he
was afraid he wouldn't get his
money"
He walked over to the fireplace
and looked at his handsome re-
fection in the glass which hung
above 1T. /
You might jolly well tell him
of when you pay in for me-" he
said again, intent on the read
justment of his tie.
The man at the table did not
answer, and. struck by his silence,
Philip swung around.
Anything the matter. guv'norT
NO. my boy-no, mo-"
The hastiness OF the answer
might have made a more observ-
ant person suspicious, but Philip
was not observant. He had never
had any need to be in the eight
and-twenty years of his life, which
lad run so smoothly and happily
that he had hardly realized how
swiftly they had fled.
TENNIS PARTY.
nc oH nccl now anu
sauntered to the door.
well, you'll see to it for me,
won't your
The eyes Of the man at the table
followed the tall young ngure visit
fully.
Yes, I'll see to it'll see to
II, my boy-and, Phil, where are
you soing~
Philip glanced back over his
shoulder.
To the Dennisons-they've got
. rotten tennis party
Philip adored tennis. but he al
ways spoke disparagingly of things
he adored.
The elder mans handsome face
broke into a sudden smile.
''Good-giad to hear it," he said
heartily. Decent people, the Den
nisons; very decent people.
Phil, raised his brows.
Thought you didn't like EN-"
he said. amazed. Thought they
weren't blue-blooded enough for
you and the mater
Tut, tut your mother
says so, but personally always
liked old Dennison-thorough de-
cent fellow. Well, well--run along
There was little perplexed
frown between his sons eyes as
he went out; he was quite sure
that he had never before heard his
father say that he liked old Den
nison; as a matter of fact, he did
not like him himself, and it was
certainly not for the Dennisons'
sake that he was going to We house
this afternoon, but because Kitty
was to be there-and Kitty
we'll. Kitty was topping
He FASTENED his steps, cut across
the lawn and went out on to the
scorching high road.
He wondered IL he would have
the luck to get Kitty to himself
sharply as someone spoke his name
with q smothered laugh.
Phil. Are you walking for
wager" And there was Kitty be-
The hot blood rushed to young
winterdick's face. He took her
hand eagerly.
kitty! ] was racing of to get
to you, and here you are. What
luckw He glanced at her frock.
a nlmy creation of lace and muslin.
Il say, aren't you going to play"
he asked, disappointedly.
She shook her head; she made
. little grimace.
It's too hot, and I hate getting
untidy; and besides, you know /
can't play properly"
What does that matter? I
wanted to play with YOU"
He was undisguisedly disappoint-
ecd; his face fell.
She touched his arm with the
tips of her white fingers.
Never mind, we can sit out to-
gether. can't we? Oh, don't. some