He By RUPERT HUGHES Copyright by Harper & Brothers office with Clay in Wall street, come engaged. CHAPTER Il1—Continued. i — Mr. Gassett smiled. ley Kip's girl?” “I believe I did hear Miss Kip call her father Wesley." “Well, I'd like to help Wes out. I suppose I might take a chance. Do you think you can pay for the ring in ninety days?” “Easily I" Wimburn would have promised to tear down the world and rebuild it in ninety days. “I shall have to add a little to the price for the risk and the accommoda- tion.” “Anything you like,” said Clay mag- nificently. “Call it two hundred dollars.” “Certainly!” One could hardly haggle over an engagement ring. “Pll ask you to sign a little docu- ment.” “With pleasure.” He would have signed an agreement to surrender a pound of his flesh, Clay hurried out to find Daphne and fasten on her the glittering gyve. He might have taken further alarm from the immense and greedy rapture Daphne revealed at the sight of the petrified dewdrop set in the golden cirelet,. Women are all misers when it comes to diamonds. Wimburn noted only the Joy the bauble gave to Daphne, and the pretty submissiveness with which she poked out her slender finger and slid it iato the fetter. He felt that the kiss of afflance was worth years of hard labor. It was hard and bitter to rend their cemented hearts in twain, but he had to go at last. She floated him to the station In the little ear and waved him through the iron paling. She was un- imaginably preciofs and pitiful as she stood there, and he wanted to blubber when the vestibule was slammed shot and the train slid out the station fike a merciless snake. He vowed that he would work with the strength of ten and pile up a for- tune in the bank for her. But first he must pile up enough to pay for that solitaire, » * ® + * ® * Clay wrote Daphne a fat letter ev- ery day. He usually soeaked It in among his business correspondence and took great pains that it should never miss the Lake Shore limited at five-thirty in the afternoon. A spe- cial-delivery stamp put the letter in Daphne's hands every next forenoon. But after the letter had gone he usually remembered that he had omit- ted to include some message of fright- fully important urgence. So he had to send her every night a night letter, and frequently of mornings he must fire off a day letter. These cost only sixty cents apiece, but often he had to send them in double or triple length. For occasions where time was yet more unendurable there was the tele phone-—a pittance of three dollars and twenty-five cents for the first three minutes, and a dollar and five cents for each additional minute or fraction hereof would bring his lips to Daph- ne's ear, From the little rubber mouth of the receiver her volce came to him as from a distant star by interplanetary communication. The sense of remote ness was unbearable. She seemed to be dead and walling across eternity. Clay Wimburn was in complete dis- tress. His health wavered and his of- fice work suffered till it won rebukes and threats from his chiefs and com- ment even from Bayard Kip, who never suspected and was never told of Wimburn's infatuation for his sister. ‘With lover's logic Wimburn per snaded himself that the only one who could save him from destruction was Daphne. With her married and all, and ensconced In a little nest in New York, he could take up his office tasks with a whole heart. So he began to write, and to telegraph, amd to groan across the living wire wilder and wilder cries for help, Daphne wept back and repaid his longings in kind and suffered heart- rending ecstasies of yearning. And finally she promised frantically to marry him without further delay. With a desire to economize in pain she broke the double news to her two parents at the same time, telling them both that she was engaged and that she was about to wed. They were stunned. They had never experienced a suspicion of the acute state of Daphne's heart affairs. It is really astounding how blind parents are to their children’s activities and how much can go on under their noses without eatching thelr heavy eyes. © Daphne easily browbeat her father and mother into consenting to her Ei “Not old Wes- ¢ Ui g——— m—— early marriage. Her father groaned at the thought of the wedding ex- penses, but consoled himself with a Pisgah-sight of the Canaan when the last of his dear children should be living at another man's cost, Mrs. Kip made one stipulation; “I won't let Daphne sneak away to New York and be married by a justice of the peace or a coroner or whoever does such things in New York. She must have a church wedding and a home reception.” Daphne accepted this unanimously, with one amendment, “I must go to New York to get my troussean.” “Of course,” sald Mrs. Kip. “Of course aot!” said Mr. Kip. “Why not?” sald Mrs. Kip. “The expense is the why not! What's the use of spending a fortune on | clothes? The money that goes out for | these honeymoons might better be turned into the wedding fund. Lord knows Daphne will need dollars more than she needs duds If she murries that young fellow.” Daphne broke out in a revolt. “Oh, | but I'll be glad to be free from this! everlasting talk of money, money, | money! I hate it. TI hate to take itt from you. If It weren't for the dis-| grace I'd bring to you and mamas § wouldn't accept a cent; I'd be mar ried in my old bathrobe. Thank | heaven, I'm marrying a man who doesn't hang onto every penny like | grim death” ! In her own heart she did not realize | a grievous wound she dealt the | her father till what of he sighed: “1 was like him when I was his age. Maybe he'll be like me when he's) mine. If I had been more of a miser | then I guess I'd be less of one now." Then Daphne caught the hunted, hounded look behind his spectacles and flung herself in his arms, weep- ing: “Forgive me, daddy. I'm a little beast to talk to you so. I don't mean it. I'm just excited. I'll get only the simplest things, and some day when | Clay and I are rich I'll pay you back a thousandfold.” He patted her and kissed her gawk- fly, and, manlike, having galped his} point, threw it away: “You get whatever is best and nicest, You're the pirtiest girl in Ohio and you're going to have the finest wedding ever was seen in Cleve land. And I'l! find the money all right, never you fear.” He had just remembered & bit of real estate that had not yet been deco- rated with a second mortgage. He bad bought it secretly with the proceeds of a windfall. That was his double life. Instead of spending meney surrepti- tiously on dissipations, when he had a bit of luck he sneaked out and in- vested it in something he could bor- row money on in a crisis. The crisis never failed him. So Daphne wrote to her brother that she was coming to New York to buy a troussean for her wedding to the dearest boy on earth, whose name she would not tell him till she saw him, Her letter crossed a letter from Bay- ard, who began it with his regular apology for his unavoidable delay in writing home, Dearest Mother, Dad and Sis—Received several sweet letters from you, mother, and meant to answer, but been very busy. These hard times forced us to cut down staff and threw extra work on men re- tained. But business has been so bad so long it can't get any worse. Bound to got better, ' So I'm going to-—don't drop dead yet I'm going to got married. Found the an. gel of the world, Known it for a long time: been engaged a year, walling to get rich enough to place her where she belongs. Not there yet, but can't stand bachelorhood any longer, Wedding date not settled yet, but prob. ably some time in June. That would make a good song, “Some Time in June” Will let you know exact date. Silence followed the document. And there are few documents that mean #0 much to every family as that bear- ing the news that one of the children has gone into the world and found a mate and given up the ancient loyalty for the new, CHAPTER IV. The two old Kips sat brooding over thelr mystery. The fruit of their al- most forgotten romance, the little, squalling, helpless baby that had come to them and strangely evolved into a great, grown man, was now in the tolls of romance in his turn. He had found, in a far city, somebody thers that he loved better than his family or his “I suppose I'd better postpone my hands.” “That's a fine idea!” her father ex- claimed. It was always a joy to him to defer an expense. Mrs, Kip flung him a glare and Daphne rolled her eyes In distress, but he redeemed him- gelf with an unexpectedly graceful turn. “It lets us keep Daphne with us a little longer.” Daphne wrote this new decision to Clay. He sent back a letter that fairly howled with protest, When Daphne told her parents of Clay's anguish they made light of It, It was a long, long while since they had been young. They had learned that marriages contaln surprises that may sometimes be postponed without misfortune, Bayard did not write agaln for sev. eral days. This time he wrote to Daphne: Dear Bis—Yours of no date (as usual) received and beautiful contents noted, I can hardly bellave that my little sis is an- nouncing Intention to join the procession and get married, too. You're more sen- sible than I used to think. This is sud ject to revision when I know who the lucky man fa. Who is he? Bome Cieve- land Appolo (or however you spell it), 1 suppose, Before I could write you a bombshell ex- ploded in the office. Heads of firm decided that since we can't sell any goods in Amer fea, might try England, They want me to go over at oncs and see what can be done about establishing a selling agency In dear old Lunnon, doncher know. And so now I intend to combine business trip, va- and honeymoon in sams voyage wa get arried Thursday and sall Saturday. Just time to get settied in OU dove.-cote before leaving Vas ying over not b cation 80 ng able to ac- me on : Then the darlingly sug gested that her sweet sister-in-law-1o-be should come to New York and make our apartment her home while she sl We won't get back from hike for six weeks at least mother just settle down there ur have finished at will and br sctions 1 superintendent. vis ops honeymon ng Ping opp! wit ended with the and kisses and usual haste, It set the family to pon. dering. Old Wesley was the first to fa rtiod itaruveq The oes letter of nen ins love the the “Qa he's going to get married tomor. That's awful sudden! buying a wedding present, though When he had recovered from the im- pact of his wife's look he saved hime self again with a quick, pleading sug- gestion: “What I was thinking was it leaves more money for Daphoe’s troussean.” The poor wretch had grown used to seeing unexpected gifts fortune float into view like soap bubbles, drift close in iridescent loveliness, and then women row. Saves us 48 of As soon as he had bravely added what he had saved from his son's wed- ding to what he had already voted to his daughter's trousseau he was doomed to learn that Daphne could not start East to buy clothes to get married in until she had bought some clothes to start East in. And, besides that, she could not go East alone, and her mother could not go with her un- “4 i % bo md claimed. less her mother had also some new clothes to tide her mother over till her mother could get to New York and i “Have a good time, honey, and if you see anything you absolutely got to have, just you get it. And if the money you got isn't enough, why, I'l get more somehow. You can usually depend on your old dad to do his best.” He felt repald when his beautiful child eried, “I know I can! you angel Mo und reached high and drew his head down like a faithful camel's, He never told her that she was squeezing his eyeglasses into bis nose. He managed not to sneeze at the exquisite agony of her curls tickling his nostrils, and she feasted his hungry ear with eager gratitude, Daphne slept little that night in her Pullman pigeonhole; she was too busy with her thoughts, and the wheels made a banjo of the rails. But she was glad of her insomnia. Even better than sleeping well is staying awake well, The train time and rolled chariot-smoothly into the Grand Cen- tral station, Clay Wimburn was there by special dispensation from the office, nnd be had had the forethought to se- cure a permit to come down to the platform. He told the station master that he had a crippled aunt to meel, He did not tell Mrs, Kip that. He jet her believe that all doors opened to him. Daphne had not finished pointing out her hand luggage to the redeap when Clay's arms were about her, She “Sirt” but Was on turned to draw her trusty smothered her mother saying: “That's not for How a Mrs. Kip blu she had squealed first lov r st After m the baue tHHonine PPingE wu it ou her lips, next, and kissed her well Bayard: namma and squealed as ee me, re You when her about nee and million y 3 pxicabl them Mr. and Mrs lmyard's aps house, a ywering habitable ch on Fif : king Cen tral pari The the nj seemed It o of one Every- ts by pulley it was like a wntiains-—with in 80 floor, thing « people round words to he Tr COMMmMerce over shoulder-—over swulder-—at 1 tiny streets and the toy park, She y him; “Oh, Clay, this is heaven! you say to our having sn just lke this? Let's!” She felt in the arm about her a sud. den sleckening. The chin on her shoul- der seemed to weigh heavier, “Er-it-—would be nice,” sald Clay. She turned out of his embrace and looked at him. He explained: “Do you know how much Bayard pays for these rooms and two bathe?” “No,” “Well, I've been looking about a little nest for us, and I priced one like this. They charge twenty-five hundred dollars a year!” She asked, shyly. “And that's more than we can afford?” She had no idea what salaries were pald to fairy princes in this city of fabulous wealths, She had merely a glamorous impression that her lover was there to get what she wanted, “Well, we could afford it, all right,” he laughed, meekly, “if we could eat the view and wear the altitude. But we've never talked about money, honey, have we? I suppose we ought to. I don't want to give you any false impressions. Shall we talk about it now?" “No! please!” Daphne sat suddenly. She felt as a stranger to tall buildings feels when an express elevator starts downward She had rejoiced to think that she was escaping from her father's nag ging dollarocracy to a region of love and light. She sorrowed a moment, then she gazed at her lover and eaw how anxious he was. Her love came back to her. The express elevator was shooting upward now. “What does it matter where wo live, so long as we have each other?” “You're a little saint,” he sald as he took her in a very secular embrace. And then she began to laugh. The whimsy struck her that she was like a bird gaining its freedom from a cage onlf to find itself in a trap. It was a good joke on her. She en Joyed the jokes fate played on her— sometimes—more or less, CHAPTER V. Yue 43 $ ae What do : 1 ¢ apariment seven for catch a glimpse of the bill for the meal. It made her heart ache till she noted that Clay gave the waiter a dollar bill for the tip, without visible excitement on either glide, Bhe re. solved that Mr. Wimburn must be very rich or very rash, Next morning the attack on the shops began in earnest. Clay did not lunch with them, and so Daphne and her mother ate in the restaurant of a department store and paid for their own meal. It made a difference. Even the bargain prices for food to- taled up unpleasantly, and Mrs. Kip missed Clay's ghining presence, The chnos of the styles was so com- plete that the two women decided to retire and study out their campaign on the war maps. They began make out lists and tally up prices. The afternoon went by, and they had ac complished little except an itemized despalr. “It's awful, that's what it is; it's simply awful,” Mrs. Kip walled. *It costs a fortune to get nothing at all” “I guess I'll go home and be an old maid,” sald Daphne. “Dad's money ried in Sandusky.” out to dinner he brought romance with him, in Wall street, and that the rock bottom of tarted up again, depression He celebrated the new era twelve-dollar dinner at the Plaza and another and after that he made Mrs. Kip accompany them to a theater, Twelve -Dollar Dinner at the Plaza. ince] On 8 on the ng The nue day there foray another » shops and the dressmak ers, with a baflling result, necessaries § began that they deci list. They woul to be got, as ch and if they to grow so long and what as they i bu just en ip overran their 1¥ iy Cota appropria them onl wedding date had yet to bs fired and the invitations ordered, with their royal phraseology in the latest formula. The Bayard and his wife to get back {rom Europe. Bayard had not written, of course, since his marriage. except a brief note from the steamer the day he landed. But he had set six weeks as the limit of his absence, One evening Clay announced that he had reserved three seats for a Dew comedy that had opened with success a few nights before, Mrs. Kip begged to be excused from going. Clay urged her to reconsider her re fusal. “Sure you won't go? You ought at least to see the star, Sheila Kemble, Some people say she looks a little like Daphne. Of course she doesn’t; she's not a tenth as beautiful or young or attractive, but there Is a kind of a resemblance. And they say fhe gets a thousand dollars a week. Daphoe could give her cards and spades and beat her. Sure you won't go?” “f wouldn't put my poor feet into those tight slippers tonight to see Daphne herself play Lady Macbeth” So Clay and Daphne went alone. After the last act he proposed Clare- mont for supper. Daphne accepted with zest. 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