The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1922-08-16

nave seemed loquacious to any earnest
seeker for information. That did not
matter greatly-no text is needed to
tell things n does not know. Miss
Tunly, in full tide of such recital,
stressed the name, "This Angora
Joyce" and was startled to hear
Judge Darling call from the adjoining
library, where he sat Eliminating after
luncheon: "Angora! Say that name
again, Miss Betty"
Why, don't you know it? It's in all
the papers now" from Miss Betty.
"Only too WE'LL" came back; $50
painfully well 1 can't possibly forget
1t. I,knew an Angora once-a big
buck worth $1,000. He was in a pas
ture plenty big enough for both of
us, but somehow didn't think so, and
made me agree with him. I went
somewhere else as quick as possible.
Ever since I've known just how it
feels to have a submarine ram you"
"This Angora hits with her voice."
Miss ,Tunly returned when she could
speak for laughing. "The 'Piscopals
are as wild over her singin' as Johnny
Hips is over her"
"And never told me a word! The
mean thing He's due to get his come
uppance," Daisy broke in, a little pale
but high-headed and with dancing
eyes. Her father looked at her proud
ly, but turned away choking. Her
next words comforted him. dad, you
bring that scoundrel home with you to
dinner. Pm going after Miss Angora
Joyce and fetch her, if it takes the
police. The idea of a child I've raised
putting anything like this over on me-"
Il lay you don't fetch her." Miss
Tunly commented, running on to ex-
plain that Angora went nowhere
that nobody knew nor cared why. She
had come from somewhere when Old
Man Sims had said he needed assist
ance. She had truly bettered things
down at the office; 1t was clean as a
whistle, and you never waited for your
mail no got back-talk no matter what
you said. Judge Darling listened in
tently, his head in his hands, but said
nothing till he was starting back to
his office. Over his shoulder then
he said firmly to Daisy: "Baby doll,
be keerful. I'd hate MORALLY to have
you come home with a scratched
face"
Don't you worry!" Daisy flung
back, with a yawn that masked a sigh.
Angora came-for little beyond ask
ing. She did not even wait to powder
her nose or push back stray locks.
Judge Darling met her at the foot of
the steps, tucked her hand within his
arm and drew her into the library as
one who had the right. With his back
against the closed door he smiled down
at her, asking, "Well, Miss Angora
Joyce, what have you done with Eliz-
abeth MelbourneT"
"Simply put her in cold storage-it
hasn't hurt anybody" the girl laughed
back with a TRANSPORTING smile. And
oh dear, judge, 1t has been such fun
getting at real people behind the faces
Of them and feeling l was helping
while I did it."
"You have found out" the judge
began.
mot quite everything" she broke in.
"But. oh, you should see the report I
sent this morning tony uncle, the
missionary. Tremendously improving
and valuable-to him. He will get
the bonds inside of two days. But
poor old Pop Sims is not to suffer. He
had no more idea than a babe unborn
what was in the suitcase his nephew
asked him to keep"
"You made conditions?" from the
judge.
Elizabeth nodded. II had to or break
my heart. After l go-next week at
the latest-please tell Johnny Hips
everything-that the root of this mas
querade was determination to save
Clinton-you knew he was suspected
to make him a wedding present Of a
stainless name."
Il WILL" the judge said heartily.
But Clint ought to have put me wise.
Then I could have helped him In any
pinch"
"But-we knew there wouldn't be
any PINCH" Elizabeth dubbed. Then
tiptoeing to reach his ear, II know your
Daisy Is going to be safe a~lways-and
happy as the day is long,"
amen" said the Judge reverently.