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"I know we live in Mullen Lane and it is not always possible for me to dress my children as nicely as I wish; but they shall not run barefoot like the little hoodlums that live about us. And Syd bothers me to death about it." But Janice could only laugh a bit at this.
Charlie and Ethel Minturn were invited up for a week from that day to take lunch and go to a matinee. "They'll never be able to take them," Rex found opportunity to whisper to his brother. "I wish we'd told the girls about it this morning." "So do I, but I didn't like to till Syd said he was ready." The Minturns could not fail to notice that the twins had something on their minds.
"Syd brought it home last week to look up something or other he wanted to use in a case. I was glancing through it this morning and saw this picture then. I knew I'd seen Mr. Keeler somewhere before as soon as I laid eyes on him this afternoon." "Perhaps it's only somebody that looks like him," said Eva faintly. "He has a larger mustache than that now."
Tom did n't know what to make of her at first, though he thought the change uncommonly becoming and finally decided that Polly had taken his advice and was "setting her cap for Syd," as he gracefully expressed it. Sydney, being a modest man, thought nothing of the kind, but simply fancied that little Polly was growing up to be a very charming woman.
Tell mother I am all right, and will be back some time to-night, and not to worry." "But you ought not to stay here and work, Syd," Rex persisted. "You are not fit to do it." "I must do what I've set out to do." Sydney's voice was almost stern as he made this reply. Rex saw that it was useless to linger, and went sadly home. Something dreadful had evidently come over Sydney.
"Not nearly so queer as a great many wills that are made every day," rejoined Sydney. "But don't worry over it, Roy," he added with a laugh. "You look as if you had been convicted of some crime. Remember you haven't got the money yet, and may not have it for a great many years to come." "It isn't my money, Syd. It's to be left to mother." "Well, if it hadn't been for you she wouldn't have it.
"Don't be so good to me, Roy. I can't bear it." But as he spoke, Sydney got out, and the three went up the steps. Nothing was said as they ascended the stairs. There was danger of disturbing the household. "Good night, Syd," said Roy, when they reached the top. He put out his hand, but Sydney did not see it in the darkness. "Good night, Roy," he responded.
Rex went out, thinking that now there was no danger of his ever having to step into the shoes of this office boy. Syd had remarked once or twice that he thought he could get him a position in a law office when he was through school. Rex wandered along the street aimlessly for a while.
"Because I wanted to know you, and I thought if you found me there with my machine busted you'd try to fix it; and I'd make your acquaintance. It it was awfully dishonest, I know," muttered Sydney at the last. Neil stared for a moment in surprise. Then he clapped the other on the shoulder and laughed uproariously. "Oh, to think of guileless little Syd being so foxy!" he cried.
As he helped her to the top of the bulwarks, and down the rungs, he sang out, "Below there! Steady this lady down, and help her to the ground." Syd and I handed up the other ladies, and the Honourable John, balanced upon the bulwarks, gallantly helped them down the ladder as far as his arms would reach, where they were taken in charge by the telegraph clerks, and landed upon the wet sand.
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