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A DOUBLE MEANING
By Mildred Houston Hemingway
(Copyright by W. G Chapman.)
"Then you do lqve me," he
whispered, as he held her in. his
arms and tried to reach her lips
Rosy made -no audible reply,
but gave, a little -sigh of satisfac-
Well, What oFIt?" Kathyrn
ttiori and cuddled closer in the en-
" V-.nMl nansr 1f ativtWntr
Income between us?" he pleaded,
i .'. j: j. :.
'finis lime succeeuing 111 luuuug
v 'the pretty; face to bis and prevent-
ing any reply by covering the
htjtle mouth. At last, however,
Hugh managed to gain from the
bashful young girl her confession
of love, and then the two began
planning for an early marriage.
This was Tuesday night.
Wednesday morning: a qjoud
arose on the horizon of'their love.
Rosy was singing at her work
around the house when Kathryn
Steward ran up ,the steps. Kath
ryn had been married three
months, and Rosywas extremely
anxious to confide-her engage
ment to her friendi o she ran to
open the door.-Before their greet
ings were fairly over -she began to
pave the way -f or her confession.
"Hugh was herfc" last night,"
she smiled. -
"Hugh who?" Kathryn asked,
although she "knew as well as
"Well, what of it?" Kathryn
asked, going over to the mantel
and arranging her hair before the
. "Why, I well he was here,"
Kathryn turned. "You don't
mean to say that you are inter
ested in him?" she said. There
-was real concern in Ker voice.
"What makes you say that?"
Rosy cried, her eyes filling with
Kathryn forgot her hair, and
took her friend in her arms. "I'll
tell you," she said softly.
"Rich knows Hugh very well
indeed, and he told me the other
night that he was crazy about a
I tyewrjtert Those were his verv,