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This the mother would never admit for a moment, but expatiated loyally on the scientific mind of Mr. Henderson Bell, still of Jopalez. "I don't see how he can bear to let her out of his sight," said Mr. Thaddler. "Of course he hated to let her go," replied the lady. "We both did. But he is very proud of her now." "I guess there's somebody else who's proud of her, too," he suggested.

Thaddler. "Thanks, I have to go in town later." "I'll take you in town." "Thank you, but I have to take the horses in and bring out my mother and the girls." "I'll bring you all out in the car. Come on it's a great night." So Ross rather reluctantly came. He sat back on the luxurious cushions, his arms folded sternly, his brows knit, and the stout gentleman at his side watched him shrewdly.

Picnickers found it easier to buy Diantha's marvelous sandwiches than to spend golden morning hours in putting up inferior ones at home; and many who cooked for themselves, or kept servants, were glad to profit by this outside source on Sunday evenings and "days out." There was opposition too; both the natural resistance of inertia and prejudice, and the active malignity of Mrs. Thaddler.

Another big, sheepish-looking man said, 'And me, Miss Bell. His name is Thaddler; his wife is very disagreeable. Some of the women are favorably impressed, but the old-fashioned kind my! 'If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence! but it don't." She wrote herself into a good humor, and dwelt at considerable length on the pleasant episode of the minister and young Mrs. Weatherstone's remarks.

But why in Hades you can't let her be happy, too, is more'n I can figure! Guess you get your notions from two generations back and some!" Ross began, stumblingly. "I did not know I was indebted to you, Mr. Thaddler." "You're not, young man, you're not! I ran that shop of yours a year built up the business and sold it for more than I paid for this. So you've no room for heroics none at all.

Neither do I! The expenses must be tremendous those girls pay next to nothing, and all that broth and brown bread flying about town! Pretty queer doings, I think!" "The men seem to like that caffeteria, don't they?" urged one caller, perhaps not unwilling to nestle Mrs. Thaddler, who flushed darkly as she replied. "Yes, they do. Men usually like that sort of place."

"That young woman is not there as cook!" she replied tartly. "What she is there for we shall see later! Mark my words!" Mr. Thaddler chuckled softly. "I'll mark 'em!" he said. Diantha had her hands full. Needless to say her sudden entrance was resented by the corps of servants accustomed to the old regime.

Those who did not, did not mean to acknowledge lack of intelligence and sense of decency, but to express emphatic disapproval of Miss Eagerson, Miss Bell and their views. "I move you, Madam President," cried Mrs. Thaddler, at the top of her voice, "that every member who is guilty of such grossly unparlimentary conduct be hereby dropped from this Club!" "We hereby resign!" cried Miss Eagerson.

Domestic bliss increased in Orchardina, and the doctors were more rigidly confined to the patronage of tourists. Ross Warden did his best. Under the merciless friendliness of Mr. Thaddler he had been brought to see that Diantha had a right to do this if she would, and that he had no right to prevent her; but he did not like it any the better.

"He has a profound respect for your abilities, Dina." "Seems to me you and Mr. Thaddler have a good deal to say to each other, motherkins. I believe you enjoy that caffeteria desk, and all the compliments you get." "I do," said Mrs. Bell stoutly. "I do indeed! Why, I haven't seen so many men, to speak to, since why, never in my life! And they are very amusing some of them.