The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1921-02-17

down IN silent confirmation 0f All
those kind words. She began to like
MI. Milyuns. She raised pleading eyes
to his face.
won't You please find him for me7''
MY DEAR" said MI. Milyuns, so
promptly that If she had asked for the
house and lot on the northwest corner
Of Fifth avenue and Fifty-seventh
street, he would have promised 1t to
her before he could stop himself. " will.
/ haven't proved myself much good at
the game, but I'll find Bob for you II l
have to start a detective agency Of my
own. In the meantime, what are you
going, to do? / suggest that you accept
these premises until the truant turns
up-only, Of course, we must get you
a companion"
"a companion" asked Miss
Thornton. "But 1 have that already.
Tomlinson Is a DEAR"
"Tomlinson Is splendid in his way"
admitted Mr.. Milyuns, but he isn't
quite a woman. You can't live here
chaperoned by a mere male"
Cant II" 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. II shall change nothing here
she concluded. "When Randy-Mr.
Randolph comes back, he shan't find
his place cluttered with females"
Mr.. Milyhns 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.
"Can you be In this afternoonT' he
asked.
"Oh, yes" said Pamela, involuntar-
lily glancing at the door and betraying
a half-formed Intention to watch that
portal night and day until death or
Mr.. Robert Hervey Randolph arrived;
"T1l be in. Why" f.
"Mrs. Milyuns and my daughter
Eileen will call on you at about fiye,"
explained Mr.. Milyuns. Gust one
more matter and l must CO." he on
tinued. "Your income amounts to
something v eight hundred dollars
a month. I 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
1t, and started toward the door; but
before he got there, he stopped and
turned.
my dear" he said, losing for the
moment his birdlike, chirpy pose, II
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
run in your veins. You won't forget
that, will you?"
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 a 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 I couldn't help it. You made me
like you all of a sudden, and I just had
to, because you've had a bath and you
look so clean inside and out" She
kissed him as she broke away.
II see; I see," said the astounded
MI. 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 'hoping-but in vain. 1t
was with a 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 I 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 rsgularly beauti-
full, as though 1t had been carefully
made to order like her. clothes. She ap-
peared as passive as q Palmer snow
scape.
After a little skirmishing for post
ton, the three ladies seated them
selves in a triangle, into the center %
which the well-trained Tomlinson ran
a tea-wagon.
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