Connecticut western news., 1921-03-03
a companion"

"'A companionr" asked Miss Thornton. "But I have that already. Tomlinsonr Is a dear"
 "Tomlinson Is splendid in nls way" admitted Mir. Milyuns, but he isn't quite a woman. You can't live here chaperoned by mere male"
 Cant IT. said Miss Thornton, with a new edge to her voice and something In her eyes that made them look as 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 shan't find his place cluttered with females"
 MT. Milyuns turned on her a 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.
 Gan you be in this afternoonY' 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 "rlI be in. Why?"
 Mrs. Milyuns and my daughter Eileen will call on you at, about five" explained MT. Milyuns. "Just one more matter and l must go," he con- tiuued. Your income amounts to something over eight hundred dollars a month. I shall pay 1t in advance E1til you get settled and have a chance to catch up"
 "'Please send me only half" said Pamela, as she rose to say goOd-by.
 Mr. AIilyuns took her hand, dropped fS. and started toward the door; but before he got there, ne stopped and turned.
 My dear" he said, losing for the moment 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. am fond, by old usage of every drop of blood that runs in your veins. You won't forget that, will you?"
 Pamela stared at him, swept toward him, threw her arms round his neck, hugged him, dropped her face on his shoulder and wept. MT. Borden Mill 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 a vain effort to fan back an amazing lachrymatory in- undation.
 There, there !" he said, batting Pam- ella on the back. "Who would have thought 1t, you adorable, lonely little girl?"
 Pamela threw up her head and smiled through the sudden summer shower.
 "I know 1t was ridiculous" she said, But I 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.
 "I see; I see," said the astounded Mir. Milyuns, and beat 1t.
 At two minutes after five the door bell rang again. In spite of the fact that 1t was almost exactly the hour which Mir. Milyuhs had set for the ar rival of his wife and daughter, Pamela couldn't help hoping-but in vain. It was with a 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 your"
 Pamela extended one cheek to the salute while her eyes wandered or 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 regularly beauti- full, as though it had been carefully made to order like her clothes. She ap- peared as passive as a Palmer snow- scape.
 After 6 little skirnishtnx fer posi- fen, the three ladsss saaaed them- selves ia . triangle, tnts tAe cemtar sS which the wVll-trainsA TMmat@ssm saa