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Show JC 11'1SK ll.lj IUt licrll I'li'.ivilUK to ) tlic i-ourtoiius "U.v i!u you tt-'s" aiul aucmi'ls ;it -oi)vi'rs;itioii nt Ie;lt llmso Uiiit ruulil In' iipiirupriiito-ly iipiirupriiito-ly eiu'aued in from ilu- h!t sido of Ilie I'ars. Tin' ron cr-iation nssuiiitM such a form as: "Two lives, n ton or sonio onos:'' with an ncoompanyin smile. Today, as she emorod tlio great, white s;o!ie I'liililini.. sh m:i!t a resolve. She wrote her oheok and approhiheo the desk. Th.e smile and the same "How do you do?" greeted Louise. She hesitated, then nerved herself to meet the invasion and with quiverins smile burst forth: "Pid didn't I meet you at the University Uni-versity of Chioago? It seems to me I did. I" "N-uni. well ye, perhaps. Ye. I believe you are right." nequieo'ed , Bert, putting down some figures In the little bankbook so vigorously that the pen point protested sp'.itteringly. making mak-ing the ink fly to the right and left. 'l.onks like Christmas is making in-rpuils in-rpuils in my hank account. "i. but f I the joy I get out of buying the iliing-i I have in mind: I wouldn't trade for a dnzen bankbooks with full jiag.'S of deports. Iiy the way. did you know Tcia Maters at the university? Your fraternity pin made me think of him. He had one just like it." A queer look shot across I'.orl's face, ""f Course. He was the best old scour. Can't we talk over old times some evening?" Three days later Louise, ail expectancy, expec-tancy, put the finishing touches to the living room a small Christmas tree gracefully distinguished one end. Wreaths hung in the windows and little sprigs of holly ornamented the center ceiling light. Louise turned on the circuit of Christmas tree lights awl sat down to admire the tree and collect 'herself. She was a little worried.- What in the world had prompted her to be so brazen? Never before had she acted so. To say the least, her customary timidity had certainly been put to (light had deserted her. She had not long to ponder, for the doorbell rang. Kerf, the picture of neatness, looked more than his usual six feet in height as he stood alongside of Louise when he greeted her. For the first few minutes the evening seemed doomed to be a miserable failure. Finally Louise could stand it no longer. . "You probably will hate me forever when I tell you this, but I can't keep up this farce any longer. I knew you never attended the University of Chicago. Chi-cago. I knew exactly what school you T'aduated from and' that it had been wiih high honors, too. I knew what type of family you mine l"' lin1 the kindly care you gave your mother. I learned these things from the woman wom-an I am living with, as she is an intimate inti-mate friend of your aunt. I have been lonely for company since my coming her and so determined I would not 'I'crid thi evening, of all the ones in ye.:r. alone. Now you can hate if you like. I wouldn't blame you." "'In the contrary. I think Ibis is n lark. I h:,d a presentiment of just f'li a situation, but I couldn't imagine why you picked out this eve-hing eve-hing Christmas Eve for me to come !nd talk to you about mythical fraternity fra-ternity brothers. 1 was sure tired of Wait:-,g f,,r ;,n introduction. Then yea know my name and history? Anil at last tl. , ling." cried F.ert with """ of his famous smiles. "Well," praise ,(. ,,, ciiristmas and the cotl-r;is'e cotl-r;is'e it L'ave you !" V :: W.-t..rn X.-v. yapft t'ni-n.) |