New Britain herald., 1927-08-24
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l l tOlQ you MT. Nye II OOWn stairs!" said Mrs. Jerome. import antly. She said it in the same awed voice in which she might have announced that the Archbishop of Canterbury had come to pay them all a visit.
 Then she turned upon Sally. You might have told your sister that Mir. Nye was here!" she said severely. You knew he was here to see her and not you, Sally! declare. you're getting to be more like your Aunt Elm every day of your life. Just taking the law into your own hands about everything"
 Mother, I told him I'd call Mill lie, and he said he wanted to see mel" Sally broke in. indignantly. "He offered me a position in his office."
 Mrs. Jerome let out sniff that would have done credit to Aunt Emily. Well, that's very queer thing!" said she. flor man to come away out here in the country to offer you job. . Y. I wouldn't trust these rich young men too far, if I were you, girls. They don't have any honorable intentions towards you. make sure of that"
 "Oh, Mother" giggled Millie. I've been running around with John Nye for months, and he's as harmless as fly. Don't make me laugh!"
 Mrs. Jerome managed to look wiser than an owl as she answered.: "Hc may be as harmless as fly, Lut I notice he's too clever for you, Millie"
 NIillie flushed. What do you mean?"
 Why, you've been saying that he'd marry you in a minute if he could," explained her mother, her eyes narrowed above her fat checks. But you know that isn't the truth. You know you telephoned him yourself the other night and asked him to take you for a drive. It's you who's been doing the chasing lately"
 Millie flushed even more deeply. "Oh, he's just pecved at me because Davy Davidson came up into the office to see me few times" she answered. sulkily, swinging her | hare little feet over the side of the led.
 GO on downstairs. Sally, and ask him to stay for supper" she said 10 her sister. "Set a table for him and me in the little dining room'' When Sally went down stairs John Nye was standing in the little reception room. looking at Aunt Emily's collection of Toby jugs and Bristol glass.
 Beautiful old stuff" he remark cd as he turned away from it. T like to see you here in this old house. You belong here-not in an office"
 If lightning had struck Sally she could not have been moro speech less than she was for fully five minutes after he had said that.
 With dazed little smile she left him standing alone in the room, where the fragrance of the lilacs outside made the afr sweet. and the leafy trees made green gloom.
 A minute or two later, as she passed the door with a big tray in her hands, she saw him still standing there, looking down into the green garden. He was so deep in thought that he did not even look up at her.
 Presently he came to the door of the room where she was setting 9 little table. Well, I must be off," he said. He was holding out his right hand and he had his hat in the other
 ooh, no." she cried "1 forgot Millie told me I was to ask you to stay to supper. Please do. I want to show you how well I can cook. After those terrible drug store sandwiches that I used to bring you, I think I owe you something decent to eat"
 His face was serious. "I never enjoyed anything more than those sandwiches" he said quietly. Tt was those sandwiches-and all the other nice things that you did for me-that brought me here today. You made my work a lot easier down town than it ever was before, or than it has been since. I miss you"
 Again came that foolish impulse of Sallys to cry. She struggled with it, but she could feel the warm tears in the back of her throat and in her eyes.
 Hey, you, Sally" called a loud voice in the outer room, and she gave start.
 It was Ted Sloan's voice, and sud- denly she rem embered that he had been threatening all week to come out for Sunday night supper.
 In an instant he was at the door, and she was herself again, holding out her hand in welcome and smil-