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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 21, 1913, Image 18

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THE LITTLE HEIRESS; OR THE HUNTED LOOK
(Copyright by Charles Scribner's Sons.)
(Continued from Saturday.)
When she had had her breakfast,
for she was up by eleven. Q'clock that
morning, the little" Heiress went to
see his mother.
"Please say," she burst out with,
"that you don't mind my marrying
your son. I love him so, and I will
be a good daughter to you and a good
wife to him always. Did he give you
the kiss I sent you? And may I give
you another, please? I want to kiss
everybody and everything that be
longs to him." -
His mother's eyes were full of
tears.
"Dear child," she said, and she
folded the Little Heiress to her heart,
"you mustn't think of marrying
him."
"Just what my aunt says," said the
Little Heiress. "But why but why?"
"He doesn't love you," said his
mother.
"But he will," said the Little Heir
ess, "I will make him."
"He is going to you this afternoon
to say he cannot marry you."
Just as she had spoken the door
opened and in HE came.
"Oh," he said.
"Oh," said the Little Heiress. And
his mother left them. He was no
longer Shame Face, but Proud Face
again.
"Don't tell me," he said, "that you
meant what you said last night."
"Mean it!" cried the Little Heiress.
"Why am I here but to tell your
mother that I love you and ask her
permission to marry you and say that
I will be a good daughter to her?"
He came forward smiling, but a
little distressed.
"Wait," said the Little Heiress. "Is
it to be all for my pleasure and none
for yours? Do you want to kiss
me?"
"I think," said Proud Face, "that.
I can go so far as to say that I do."
He came still further forward.
"Wait," she said. "Last night
did you want to kiss me?"
He thought carefully.
"Not exactly, I think," he said.
"But NOW you want to," cried
the Little Heiress triumphantly.
"That's something that's some
thing. Oh! my dear love."
In spite of himself the kiss thrilled
Proud Face to the heart.
"And what," said the Little Heir
ess, "is all this talk of me giving
you up? I won't."
"It's like robbing a cradle," said
Proud Face.
But the Little Heiress turned up
her face, which was so like a pansy;
to him, and there was an immense
seriousness in her eyes.
"My God!" began Proud Face, with
a kind of a sob in his voice, but he
could not go on, and he said, "My
God!" again.
"How are you going to help loving
me," cried the Little Heiress, "when
I love you so. Tell me. Are you try
ing to help it?"
Proud Face thought for a moment,
and then he smiled.
"Perhaps I AM trying," he said.
"But you mustn't try NOT," said
the Little Heiress. "You must try
TO. Think how happy you will be
when you do."
"I am not worthy," said Proud
Face, "to kiss the dust on your little
shoes. May I?"
"If you do," said the Little Heiress,
"I will kiss the dust on .yours."
"If I come to see you," wrote
Proud Face to the Little Heiress,
"you will hypnotize me" and I won't
be able to say what I mean. Do you
think it is easy to write it? And to
confess that I am a fool? Sure any
body but a fool would love you, and
most of thff fools, too, .as I think.

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