The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1921-03-11
"Can you be in this afternoon?' he

lily SiduCAuS at Tie uOOE anu UciFdyIuS
a half-formed intention to watch that
|. portal night and day until death or
Mr.. Robert Hervey Randolph arrived;
''Tll be in, Why?"
"Mrs. .Milyuns and my daughter
Eileen will call on you at about five,"
explained Mr.. Milyuns. "Just one
more matter and l must CO." he con-
tinued. "Your income amounts to.
something over eight hundred dollars
month. shall pay it in advance
until 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.. Milyuns took her hand, dropped
it, 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, Il
don't want you to think of me as just
your banker. 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 your"
Pamela stared at him, swept toward
him, threw her arms round his neck,
Rugged him. dropped her face on his
shoulder and wept Mr.. 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.
'There, there ~ he said, patting Pam
ella on the back "Who would have
thought it, you adorable, lonely little
grip
Pamela threw up her head and
smiled through the sudden summer
shower.
II know it was ridiculous" she said.
"But couldn't help it. You made me
like you all Of a sudden, and just had
to, because you've had bath and you
locke so clean inside and out" She
kissed him as she broke away.
II see; see" said the astounded
Mr.. Milyuns, and beat 1t.
At two minutes after five the door
bell rang again. In spite of the fact
that it was almost exactly the hour
which Mr.. Milyuns had set for the ar
rival Of his wife and daughter. Pamela
couldn't help h0ping-but In vain. 1t
was with slightly resigned air that
she received Mrs and Miss Milyuns
instead Of Mr.. 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 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 regularly beauti-
full, as though 1t had been carefully
made to order like her clothes. She APP
peared as passive as q Palmer snow
scape.
After little skirmishing for posi-
ton, the three ladies seated them
selves in triangle, into the center Of
which the well-trained Tomlinson ran
a tea-wngon.
NOV" said Mrs, Milyuns, having
emptied and put down her cup, "let's
forget the sheer romance of the situa-
ton, my dear, and get down to prac-
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 out2''
II 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 deliy-
cred herself of the following.
Really. it's most awfully kind of
you, but, as ! told Mr.. Milyuns, Tom-
Iinson is such a dear that am going
to continue him as my companion"
Tomlinson =" exclaimed Mrs. NIL,
yuns, and then smiled indulgently for
the first time during the 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 y0u must realize that you can't
live here without woman In the
house."
"Oh. yes, can" said Miss Thornton,
little breathlessly. II have feel
ing-I can't explain 1t exactly-that
this apartment is one-woman setting.
As said to Mr.. Milyuns. / don't want
to clutter 1t with females"
A silent laugh crept into the eyes Of
the marblesque Eileen; something In
side Of her sat up and took notice. She