. The Saturday evening post. A With or without Reservoir. L Shaped water-front can be supplied. 122 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST November 27,1920. ran about him and came to rest upon hisown eyes. For the taut moment that hebraved her glance it unaccountably seemedto him that the forbidding mouth of thewoman twitched nervously into the begin-ning of a smile. It was a fleeting effect, butit did seem as if she had almost laughed,then caught herself. And there was atremolo defect in the organ tone with whichshe now again demanded in blistering po-liteness, May I ask what this means? The quick-thinkin
. The Saturday evening post. A With or without Reservoir. L Shaped water-front can be supplied. 122 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST November 27,1920. ran about him and came to rest upon hisown eyes. For the taut moment that hebraved her glance it unaccountably seemedto him that the forbidding mouth of thewoman twitched nervously into the begin-ning of a smile. It was a fleeting effect, butit did seem as if she had almost laughed,then caught herself. And there was atremolo defect in the organ tone with whichshe now again demanded in blistering po-liteness, May I ask what this means? The quick-thinking Merle twin had bynow devised an exit from any complicityin whatever was meant. He saw his wayout. He spoke up brightly and with noshadow of guilt upon his fair young face. I told her it was wrong for the young tosmoke; it stunts their growth and leads toevil companions. But she wouldnt listento me. There was a nice regret in his tone. Miss Juliana ignored him. Patricia! she said terribly But the late Ben Blunt, after the firstdevastating shock, had been recovering vi-tality for this ordeal. I dont care! she announced. Illrun away if I
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