Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-04-30
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me, haven't you, darling? What poor
sport I'd be to desert you when you're
down and out. No, no, dear. Well
battle along together to the last sheep"
Uncle Bill Latham sighed and gazed
drearily out the window. IF you'd
only fix it UP to marry Glenn Hack
| ett-"
IF we didn't have those sheep and
the wool I'd marry him and risk learn
| ing to love him, just to keep you from
worrying about me-" Roberta assured
him heroically. But, Of course, thanks
| to that odious Jim Higgins, find my
self in rather an independent position.
We will sell off all the sheep and wool
and live comfortably and economically
on the income from that until
"Hackett is coming for dinner" he
interrupted. BE nice to him. He's my
attorney, of course and I'll have to tell
him what's happened to me. If he
elects to forget that idiotic tiff you and
he had recently, for heavens sake hold
out the olive branch. You'll never
have a chance at better man, Bobby"
| Perhaps he will not be interested IN
me, now that I am not your heiress,
as I dare say he believed me to be
once"
"Well. give him a chance to play his
hand" Crooked Bill protested. Prom
| Use me, Bobby, that If he renews his
suit you'll accord him kindly and re-
spectful consideration"
! In her great distress at the catas-
trophe which had overtaken her guar
dian Roberta was in a mood to prom
Use anything-and did. Crooked Bill
appeared to rally Immediately and
mixed himself noggin Of his favor
| lite beverage.
Roberta was dressing when she heard
|
driveway She looked out her window
and called, Hello, old stick-in-the-
mud! How are you?"
He favored her with a not very en-
| thusiastic wave of his hand before his
car disappeared under the portecochere
still holding his little grudge,
Roberta thought. "Well don't blame
him. Nevertheless I loathe sulky men,"
Crooked Bill received his guest at the
door and at once conducted him to the
library where the old Schemer's favor
lite neponthe awaited.
"I've got to talk fast, my boy" he
began, before Roberta comes down. In
the first place you must brace yourself
| for a not very cheerful dinner. I'm
supposed to have gone bust IN the
market-Hillcrest has been gobbled up
by my bankers to meet my notes. I'm
down to a couple of thousand dollars. v
Glenn HacKeCt StdreQ at CIle Ola gen
tleman owlishly. He was a man who
seldom asked questions before he had
all of the facts in hand. Crooked Bill
continued:
SCI hope I do not have to assure you
Glenn, that in so far as Bobby is con-
cerned I'm for you all the way"
Thank you very much" Hackett re-
piled. st have suspected as much for
quite while"
THAT girl is too doggone high and
mighty to suit me-" Crooked Bill con-
tinued. slipping his drink with media
tive pleasure, so I've cooked up q
scheme to bring her f1uttering to the
ground. Robertas the light of my eye
and the apple of my heart, but never
theless, as a reasoning human being
I've got to admit that she has her
drawbacks. She's got to be yanked
down out of the clouds of romance to
earthly practicalities, and in my feeble
way I'm attempting to do it. All of hel
life I've been busy spelling Roberta by
granting every wish she's expressed and
a heap she never thought of express
ing That's bad business"
Its business I fear I'd love to en-
gage in" Glenn Hackett replied with
one of his rare, humorous grins.
"Well, I'm not so sure Roberts
wouldn't be delighted to be your part
ner-after she's brought you to thu