Volume VIII Part 20 (1/2)

Then she spoke.

”You dined after the theater that night with a comic-opera singer. You were quite at liberty to do so, only you might have done me the honor to notify me that you had made your choice of entertainment.”

So it was out! Decidedly it was all over now. I never could explain away the mistake.

”I have already explained to you my unfortunate mistake. There was and is no harm that I can see in dining with a woman of her attainments. But I shall put up no defense. You have convicted me. I retract nothing I have said. I _do_ love you.”

I was very sorry for myself.

Cabby drew up. I alighted, and she silently permitted me to a.s.sist her down. I expected her immediately to mount the steps. Instead, she hesitated, the knuckle of a forefinger against her lips, and a.s.sumed the thoughtful pose of one who contemplates two courses.

”Have you a stamp?” she asked finally.

”A stamp?”--blankly.

”Yes; a postage-stamp.”

I fumbled in my pocket and found, luckily, a single pink square, which I gave to her. She moistened it with the tip of her tongue and ... stuck it on the letter!

”Now, please, drop this in the corner box for me, and take this hat over to Mr. Chittenden's--Sixty-ninth.”

”What--”

”Do as I say, or I shall ask you to return the letter to me.”

I rushed off toward the letter-box, drew down the lid, and deposited the letter--my letter. When I turned she was running up the steps, and a second later she had disappeared.

I hadn't been so happy in all my life!

Cabby waited at the curb.

Suddenly I became conscious that I was holding something in my hand. It was the benevolent old gentleman's stovepipe hat!

I pushed the b.u.t.ton: pushed it good and hard. Presently I heard a window open cautiously.

”What is it?” asked a querulous voice.

”Mr. Chittenden?”

”Yes.”

”Well, here's your hat!” I cried.

LITIGATION

BY BILL ARP

The fust case I ever had in a Justice Court I emploid old Bob Leggins, who was a sorter of a self-eddicated fool. I giv him two dollars in advanse, and he argud the case as I thot, on two sides, and was more luminus agin me than for me. I lost the case, and found out atterwards that the defendant had employed Leggins atter I did, and gin him five dollars to lose my case. I look upon this as a warnin' to all klients to pay big fees and keep your lawyer out of temtashun.