Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1925-05-15
CHAPTER III-Continued

s.
"And all the poor child wants." said
a voice in critical accents, els to be put
down."
Renshaw turned SO suddenly that he
almost upset the infant, who at that
instant appeared to be engaged in a
final impersonation of whirling der
wish. She interrupted this to hurl her
who fell on her knees just in time to
receive the embrace.
us that all she wants" Renshaw
regarded the pair.
Miss Campbell, in q short tweed
walking-skirt, scarlet blazer and a
tam-o'- shanter to match it, was even
lovelier in this perfect setting Of her
secret garden than she had been in the
glory of her warpaint the night before.
"What else did you think she
wantedY
Verify lifted the baby and stood her
on the fiat top of the sun-dial.
II got general impression that 1t
included the earth and neighboring
planets"
He broke off with gasp. The young
person on the sun-dial had flung her.
self into space. AS far as he was con-
cerned, she would have remained there
till she hit the solid earth, for he was
stunned by the suddenness of the
thing; but the arms Of Miss Campbell
opened with accustomed precision, and
the intrepid infant landed in them
with force that almost knocked the
girl over backward.
Great heavens ~ cried Renshaw, as
he caught and steadied the victim.
Are you hurt?"
Verify detached herself with dignity
from the grasp Of his hand on her
arm.
"Of course not. That's part Of the
game" she patiently explained. "You
your"
"She's peach" Renshaw admitted,
and wondered at himself. 1t was so
long since he had felt that anything
human was peach. "Who is she?"
"Tell the gentleman who you are"
Verify, again on her knees, was adj
dressing the acrobat, and incidentally,
by holding her close, discouraging any
further flights till she could catch her
breath.
"We-wee," declared the baby.
Dump"
"Now you know" The girl smiled,
not at the young man, but at the child.
Her words to him were tossed over
her shoulder as indifferently as she
might toss crumbs to bird.
us that her name?"
"She thinks it is, so 1t will do"
Dump remarked We-wee with
much frmness.
mo- darling. We-wee has jumped
enough for one day"
The modulations Of Verity's voice as
she spoke were wonderfully tender and
caressing. Her next words however,
were addressed to him, and 1t seemed
impossible that they were uttered by
the same voice. They fell on the raw
surfaces of his self-consciousness like
broken icicles.
my grandfather asked me to give
you message, If happened to meet
you in the grounds she said. "He
has gone to his study, and he will be
glad to see you there at your conven-
ience"
Renshaw thanked her, but her eyes
drifted past him as detachedly as if he
were pebble in her path. He felt
new uprush Of resentment 1t was
clear that she despised him, and no
doubt 1t was as natural as it was
clear. But she needn't show 1t so
plainly! She was as hard as nails,
this girl, and as cold as stone. She
was the type Of girl he had always dis
liked self-sufficient, icy and intol-
Grant.
His eyes, as he looked ct her, offered
full equivalent for the expression
hers had held the night before. He
raised his cap in a salute that includ-
ed both ladies, and strobe down the
path and up the garden steps with the
swing and lightness he had practiced
Of late.
There was some reflection of these
in his spirits The encounter with the
fascinating little beggar in the bunny
suit had added to his new sense of
well-being. The way she had taken
to him was rather nice.
He forgot the beautiful Miss Camp
bell az absolutely as II she did not ex-
lst. He almost forgot that in tie