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Show Retreating In Good Order. Sho had refused him, and ho stood twirling his mustache and looking quizzical until sho was in n tearing temper- "Whnt are you standing there for?" sho demnnded, Etamplng her foot. "Well,-1 am wondering," ho said, slowly, "whom you are going to marry, since you won't marry me." "It's none of your business!" sho tlnmeU, angrily. "Oh, yes, It Is," ho drawled. "At any rate, I'm Interested. I shouldn't like you to marry a fellow I didn't think well of, you know, slnco I came ,near marrying you my Belt." It seemed to her that she should faint with Indignation. "You never carao near marrying mo," sho at length managed ,to gasp. "I didn't think oven ot marrying you, and as to whom I do marry, you have nothing to -do With It. I shall marry anybody I pleaso!" "That's Just It," ho returned, thoughtfully; thought-fully; "supp ie you don't pleaso anybody?" any-body?" Then thero was nothing left to her but raving hysterics. Tlt-Dits. |
