Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-02
sND HERE IT CONTINUES
CHAPTER VI
Sumner in the Kitchen

IRIS. AbDEhhi
M .hooLod but it was half hearted
..,nt and she was chattering away
nenR' once more when the door
sapasd 70 admit her husband.
gMheu M.os big man. with square, broad
NJ IsOrs that we're ju-t now covered
uvsiu .m snov and he looked very cold as
i'n ',ooJ there in the doorway stamp
% tSo snow from his boots. -.
tt,tIos tbe little 'un come. motherF
iaSon, blinking in the light; then
soS avn mo and dragged off his hat with
ksger apology. ~ ,ou -o,r
'Iu 7 laughed. 81 like being called the
tttls 'un,' told him, and so l did:
"A 7 folt that I liked him too, as j
.ut ~ nv hand in his big cold paw.
uHsi'm clad you arrived Safely he
.,d "i'd have driven in for you my
sIf only there we're some sheep stray
d up in the hills, and on night IKE
his Il wouldn't ha' done to have left
em. I hope that Ned brought you safe
md sound, miss .,
lame off and threw us out. 1t wash t
IA fault, and we weren't hurt ex-
blamed.
HAnd Mr.. Anderson came along and
Irouebt her home" Mrs. Alberry struck
n fHe happened to be passing"
aAnd he was very kind" took up
A, taie. "And had tea with his aunt
pd bis cousin, and he's coming to see
bs tomorrow.
i Jobn Alberry laughed, a big, COM
oftable laugh that seemed to fill the
itchen. .,
IAh, he's a rare 'un, is Mr.. Mark"
q said, He looked at the supper table,
5ben at me, and then at his wife.
'It's my fault; would have my
kupper with you." I said, guessing his
thoughts. "I hope you don't mind.
How would you like to sit alone in the
best parlor with nobody to talk tor
John shook his head.
~ never did care for the best par
Ior," he said. Mary knows that.
81 don't care for it either" I told
him, $50 that's settled; and I shall
have all my meals here
| saw them look at one another help
)essly but | think they were really
Father pleased, and so it was settled.
81 hone you won't find it dull here.
miss" Mrs. Alberry said deprecatingly
as later on she lighted me up to my
toom with a solitary candle.
There was no way of lighting the
Gable Farm except with lamps or
fandlcs, and | rather liked it : the sim
blicity of everything was a novelty to
he, when I had always been used to
Buch lavish luxury. 1t was n treat to
feel that | should not have to live
eternally in my best clothes. and that
nobody would scold me if l tore my
frocks or If my hair was not always
1berfecty smooth.
II think | shall love it !" / said fer
Eently. "And Mr.. Anderson is going to
teach me to ride"
looked at Mrs. Alberry as I spoke.
Iand | thought that a look of keen
fnxiety crossed her face, but the candle
lght was so uncertain and Pickering
that ! could not be sure, and. at any
Pate, she said nothing, and, after put
kfng another huge lump OF coal on the
hire, she bade me good night and went
away.
The room was beautifully warm. and
y pottered about for some time, um-
packing my clothes. and looking at the
Vail. VA '''
There was one | liked very much of
piaude Duval holding up the stage
foach and making the countess dance
Z mlnuet with him. Claude Duval re-
Pnlhaed me a little bit of Mr.. Andcr-
|eon, with his height and wide shoul-
|oers, and my only regret was that
couid not trace the faintest likeness to
Pl!sslt IN the pretty countess.
Llei there was print of Queen
,lct0ra on horseback. and nhoto-
5pn-enlarged--of a dear looking old
Leuy' who was so like Mrs. Albrrr
Ehat was sure it must have been her
|,uo.ner or grandmother. And there
vas PRINT Of reckless looking young
,uan called the "Spendthrift." who also
r;,uaged s;nged me q Mark Anderson. re-
[[Iua [[IIiauea me of him so much, in fact,
Ist l stood before it for a long time
WIZ feeling Of discomfort.
A., suppose that hd was spend-
.nrllt, 200, judging by the reckless
aHGnagr ; iittgt IN which lie had spoken. and
! Ii'te sorry feeling rose in my heart
Ia tWd tIIrGed away, and. holding aside
u ,te olind, looked ont toward the house
'Here ne lived. 1t was quite darL
1te ,ru, Tor the family phosphorescent
isnt made by the dccp snow. bmt
on o,OuSn rl5 IN" night the light from that
u wlhIow sliIl shol,r Steadily
W us IT his room I N,,,J,,..l1