The Little River news., 1921-03-19

though they were passing in review all the unchaperoned years since first she made her debut as an independent scullery-maid at Mrs. Blunkum's feed house. T shall change nothing here" she concluded "When Randy-Mr. Randolph comes back, he shant find his place cluttered with females"
 Mir. Milyuns turned on her gaze that was complex with admiration and a realization that he was. on the way to biting off more than he could chew. He decided to sidestep.
 "Can you be in this afternoon?'' he asked.
 "Oh, yes," said Pamela, involuntar- fly glancing at the door and betraying a half-formed intention to watch that portal night and day until death or Mir. Robert Hervey Randolph arrived; "I'll be in. Why?"
 "Mrs. Milyuns and my daughter Eileen will call on you at about i've" explained MT. Milyuns. "Just one more matter and ] must go," he con. tinued. "Your income amounts to something over eight hundred dollars month. I shall pay it in advance until you get Settled and have a chance to catch up.' ~ -fa
 or.sP Please send m5e only half," said Paf1e1a, as she rose to say good-by.
 MT. Milyuns took her hand, dropped it, and started toward the door; but before he got there, he stopped and and turneh . | # .. ..s. z. ..,. .
 My dear" he said, losing for the m6ment his birdlike, chirpy pose, q don't want you to think of me as just your banker. I knew your. father and your mother, and their fathers and mothers before them. I am fond, by old usage, of every drop of blood that ruins in your veins. You won't forget that, will youF' Fl. Er,s e''s'V. 's
 Pamela stared at him, swept toward him, threw her arms round his neck, hugged him, dropped her face on his shoulder and wept. Mir. Borden Mil- yuns stood very erect, his bald head held high, his pink cheeks puffed out, and his eyelids blinking at the rate of fifteen to the dozen in vain effort to fan back an amazing lachrymatory in- undation. e
 There, there p he said, batting Pam. ella on the back. "Who would have thought it, you adorable, lonely little igirl?" .~
 Pamela threw up her head and c1,1i1n1 thrn11nh M shower.
 "I know 1t was ridiculous" she said, But couldn't help it. You made me like you all of sudden, and just had to, because you've had bath and you look so clean inside and out" She kissed him as she broke away.
 T see; I see," said the astounded MT. Milyuns, and beat it. ''a'''+' ''.'N At two minutes after five the dSar- bell rang again. In spite of the fact that it was almost exactly the hour which MT. Milyuns had set for the ar rival of his wife and daughter, Pamela couldn't help hoping-but in vain. It was with slightly resigned air that she received Mrs. and Miss Milyuns instead of Mir. Robert Randolph.
 Mrs. Milyuns flew to her, set hands on her shoulders searched her face with eager shrewd eyes, and said:
 Borden indeed told me the truth about you, my dear. May kiss you?"
 Pamela extended one cheek to the salute while her eyes wandered off to size up the tall, blonde, cool young person that she surmised must answer to the name of Eileen Milyuns. Being the product of two shorts, how on earth had she managed to grow so long? Her face was rsgularly beauti- full, as though 1t had been carefully made to order like her clothes. She ap- peared as passive as Palmer snow scape.
 After little skirmishing for posi- tion, the three ladies seated them selves in triangle, into the center of which the well-trained Tomlinson ran a tea-wagon.
 "Now," said Mrs. Milyuns, having empted and put down her cup, Tets forget the sheer romance of the situa- tiOi, lily OCtlS uuQ SCt uOWa lO ptcC- tical problems. The first of all things, as you must realize, is the necessity of getting you companion. Would you care to be our guest in Madison avenue until you can pick one out?"
 'I would put clothes ahead of a housecat," murmured Eileen.
 Her mother ignored the remark and kept her eyes fixed on Miss Thornton's perplexed face. That young lady seemed in no lack of something to say but rather in search of words and the plunging courage necessary to the say ing. She drew long breath and deliv- cred herself of the following:
 Really, it's most awfully kind of you, but, as I told Mir. Milyuns, Tom linson is such dear that am going to continue him as my companion"
 'Tomlinson r" exclaimed Mrs. MIL yuns, and then smiled indulgently for the first time during th0 interview, be- ing under the impression that at last she had run into something appropri- ately naive in the bearing of her new charge. "Of course you can keep him on, but you must realize that you can't