New Britain herald., 1921-12-27

sartoral time between her sport clothes. which she much fancied, and
 nlmy summer gowns for the days
 when no climbing or fishing trips were scheduled.
 "Nhat Is It?" The travelling suit to Lillian, to mo.
 to Dicky and, l guessed, to the Cos groves also, spelled but one thing,
 l}ess Deans previous knowledge of the telephone call, at which she had rust shown such naive surprise. think we all listened shameIessly to the ne-sided telephone conycrsa- ton. I know l did. and was sure that the girl had purposcly left the doors open between the dining room and the sitting room, where the telephone was installed.
 Yes, this is Miss Dean. Oh, Miss Edwards? What is it? Why don't understand. thought next Tuesday. l was sure that was the date you wrote me. I have the letter. But, of course. no matter how the mistake occurred, I'll get there the minute I can. I'm sorry if happened. Oh, yes, I'll bring the letter Good by"
 The receiver clicked on the hook, and she came back into the dining room with the most realistic imta- ton of a reused temper I ever have seen. Her eyes held angry sparks, and her cheeks were deeply flushed,
 That horrid old cat :"
 She sat down to her interrupted breakfast, while we all looked at her with curious interest. But Dicky was the only one who spoke.
 T infer, little one." he drawled, that you are a bit peeved at some unfortunate member of your we'll known and gentle sex"
 I'd like to wiring her neck" Bess Dean retorted viciously, then with every appearance of virtuous indigna- ton she elaborated her theme.
 Diclly Sidcstcps.
 "The Edwards dame," she said dis , dainfully, lis a sort of Man Friday for the principal of the school l am to waste my fair young life upon this year. The principal distinctly stated in her letter to me that school did not begin until next week. And here this freak calls me down over the tele phone for not being there, says school has opened, that she wrote me the let ter herself, and there could be no mis- take, and so forth and so on. I'd like to see her face when I show the principal her letter, for I'm not going to monkey with her one minute You're perfectly right Dicky said emphatically. Never deal with mere minion. Assert your rights. I'm proud of you"
 She wrinkled her nose at him, saucy, rather attractive bit of pan tomine, which she frequently employs, toying with her salad for minute before speaking again.
 Now, the next thing is what train can I get? That afternoon train reaches New York too late for me to make connections for Haverford, eX- cept with an evening train. I don't want to get into the town at night, for it's nothing but a hamlet. But l do want to be there tomorrow morn Ing. I wonder if there's any train from Rhinebeck across the ferry from Kingston that would get me to New York earlier"
 "There is." One of the stranger guests spoke decidedly. But you'd have to leave here in half an hour in order to make it by motor at the aver age pace"
 "I wonder" she looked across at Dicky. Don't you want to be real sweet to me, Diclty- bird, and motor me down to Rhinebeck? It's a glor- ious day, and you ought to be glad to | do it just to be rid of me- Nothing would please me better" Dicky returned promptly, but I've made an appointment to meet man | and see about a bit of property up here that I've got my eye on. But ne wife is chauffeur of repute, and me car is, as you know, wonder. l | fay them both at your feet" There was but one thing for me to say, and I said it promptly, with as much enthusiasm as I could muster; If I'll do, Bess, I'd be delighted. l simply must get a motor hat to wear 1ome-mine is too dilapidated for vords-and Kingston has some very good shops Lillian, didn't l hear you
 ,ay you had some shopping to do be- fore you go home? Cant you come too?