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to his. She had heard stories as ev
ery working girl has heard them, of
employers who make presents to their
"Oh, no! I'd rather die!" she cried,
wildly, and made as if to leave.
Old Ludwig stopped her. "Wait a
minute," he said. "I hate to think of
your distress. I have thought a good
deal about you, Miss Dimsey, because
I know how hard a struggle you have.
I am a very lonely old man. Be my
wife, Miss Dimsey, and "
"What do you mean?" faltered the
girl, facing him in astonishment
"Just what I say," answered old
Ludwig. "Marry me and I will give
your mother a good home for the rest
of her days and do my best to make
you happy. Come," he added, smil
ing. "I am not likely to live very
long, and Jack can wait. He will be
the wiser and the better for his ex
perience. Don't answer me now, but
wait' a week or two to see whether I
am really crazy and think it over.
Good-day, Miss Dimsey."
He turned to his books and little
Miss Dimsey, bewildered, went back
to her work. "Of course the poor old
man is going mad," she thought
But. old Ludwig was anything but.
mad. Two or three days later he
sent for her again.
"I'm going to Europe next week,"
he said. "If your answer is favor
able I'd like to get married before I
sail. I can't take you on a honey
moon because it's only a case of
touching port and returning, but I'll
take you to Paris next spring, And
'to Florida for the honeymoon."
Little Miss Dimsey looked at him
with tragic eyes. "Do you really mean
it?" she faltered.
"Yes," answered old Ludwig.
"I'll marry you as soon as you wish
me to," said little Miss Dimsey.
j It was arranged that they should be
narried at the registry office in three
days' time, on the morning on which
Ludwig"was to sail for Europe. Miss
Dimsey and her mother were installed
n the old man's house. Itl was all like
a "marvelous dream, 'the money, the
clothes, the servants that waited deft
ly on them with -stolid, expressionless"
faces, s '
The desperate letter that had been
written to Jack, telling him of the
necessary sacrifice, brought him rag
ing to the door. The butler, who had'
his orders, refused him admittance:
Not even his vehement threats and
offers of bribes could move the man.
Of this, however, Miss Dimsey knew
nothing, nor of the intercepted let
ter that Ja'ck had written her.
The day of the marriage dawned.
Miss Dimsey and her mother awaited
Ludwig at the registry office.
"Hell never come," said Mrs. Dim-,
sey with conviction.
But he came, smiling and gentle as
ever, with a gardenia in hia button
hole, and, still in a dream, Miss Dim
sey signed her new name, Anita Lud
wig. The wedding breakfast followed,
they saw. the old man on the boat,
and the two women were alone.
"It's hard upon Jack, my dear," the.
mother said wistfully.
Mrs. TjiidwiEr cried. 'I am enlner tn
be a good wife to him," she answered..
"Him? queried the mother, star
tled. "To Adolf," said the bride.
They had three weeks to wait be
fore the return. The days passed
leaden-footed. Jack, who had re
ceived a notification of the wedding,
contrived to waylay the mother and
pour out his indignation- Anita he
did not see.
The boat brought back no Ludwig,
but, instead, a letter from London in'
a strange hand. It contained, a no
tice of the old man's death in a Lon
Enclosed was a letter trom Adolf.
Ludwig to his bride.
"I couldn't raise your salaryV' he
said, "so I married you instead. I
wanted to do a good act before I died..
It was a case of a lingering death or
a hopeless operation by Dr. Canningl
in London, the only man who can
perform it. I .knew, it was a thoft
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