The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-08-04
Chapter 10
Hound OF Hell
@DEBT?" queried Tacks, stalling.
II Lover"

Hound OF Hell
SDEBT?" queried Tacks, stalling
II Lover"
Debt confirmed Mrs. Sack
vile. "Love. Two four letter
words each meaning state of inn
becility. Now then, j on a tn an,
since you seem to be backward
boy, I'll diagnose your case myself
You have far more money than
any young scapegrace o ug h t to
have. The chances are you're moi
in debt. Consequently. you must
be smitten with some chit of q
girl"
Tacks would have liked to adj
wise Mrs. Sackville that no one,
not even his blood relations, could
refer to Packy North as a "chit''
and get away with it. But, in his
wisdom, he perceived that such
advice would admit the existence
Of Packy. And he distinctly did
not want Aunt Vera to know any
thing about that glamorous young
person. Aunt Vera was a self-con-
stituted champion Of the Adams
name and the Adams rights. Heav-
en- alone knew to what lengths she
might 60 were she to learn that q
lady in a night club had taken the
heart Of her favorite nephew and
kicked it all over the Butterfield-e
district.
Nonsense" he said now, achiev
ing deriSive note. "Why, gee,
who would be in love with?
don't know many girls. And. any
how-er-um-well, all the girls
are away for the SUMNER" It was
q weak finish, he realized.
Aunt Vera attended to a practi-
eality before going to work further
on Tacks.
aDo you want dessert?" she in
quired.
Gosh, no. I'll have cup of cof-
fee, though. Black"
Mrs. Sackville touched a small
silver bell. Instantly a majestic
parsonage, who looked as If he
should have been the Archbishop
Of Canterbury, entered the room.
He was not the Archbishop of Can
terbury, however. Dredfather. Mrs
Sackville's butler, would have
been affronted 20 be likened to the
Archbishop of Canterbury. Pri-
vately. Dredfather con-idered, that
when really in form, he could
make such as the Archbishop of
Canterbury appear frivolous.
"You rang, Madam" said Dred-
father, almost reproa"hfully. His
voice had a deep sonorous quality
like the base notes of an organ.
Certainly, / rang, sna ppe d
Mrs Sackville, who had never al
lowed herself to be impressed by
Dredfather. mo dessert. Coffee for
Mr.. A d a m S. And, Dredfatherl
Where is Lily now?"
Tacks started.
"Do you mean to say" he de-
manded. that that terrible dog is
here?"
Dredfather replied civilly. But
In some miraculous fashion he con,
trived to get it across that he was
treating a loathsome subject.
'sThe = err the animal is in the
kitchen, Madam. The cook has is
sued an edict."
s'Oh, she has, has she?" barked
Mrs. Sackville. IL suppose the cook
doesn't ike Lily?"
Dredfather nodded portentous-
ly. 'In my judgment that is the
case, Madam"
'What did the cook say?"
The cook desired me to inform
you, Madam" said Dredfather,
looking down his nose, "that un-
less the - ali = canine is removed
in the near future. she will give
notice"
Mrs. Saclville thumped the ta-
Bile. ssYou tell the cook. Dredfather
that IL she doesn't like the way this
house Is run, she can pack her
things and get out"
Every good. Madam" SAFE. Dred-
father. bowling.
Furthermore, want to see Lily
now. Bring her in here. Dredfa-
Their" 49,
sVery good, Madam" said Dred-
father. He retired with ponp and
circumstance. n
Longstanding Feud
NOV why" asked Tacks, "dt
IN you insist upon bringing tina
dog into the city? Might just a.
well keep a rhinoceros in a ten
room apartment.
Don't excite yourself Mrs
Sackville said. "I've only had Lily
here over the weekend. She's verl
old and she likes to be with me.
She paused and a fond look cam,
into her eyes. sAh, here she is now
Come to Mother. lamb.
The door TO the kitchen haC
swung open. And there appeared
in the dining room that which
might have dispersed tie hosts o.
the Philistines. 1t was an enormous
Irish wolfhound. shadowy-gray II
color, and with a gaunt and spec.
trail aspect. The unipitiated Nigh
have been forgiven Tor concluding
that II was merely on vacation
from haunting some grim castle II
the depths Of Ireland. This wa
Lily and her presence dwarfed the
rest Of the room. As she stood nov
licking her chops and revealing
large white teeth. her face seemed
TO assume q grinning expression
horrible to behold Tacks shud.
dered.
Here, lamb" invited Mrs. Sack.
vile, brandishing a cracker.
Lily was, in truth. very ancien
Irish wolfhound. However. shs
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