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"And who is Garrison?"

"Garrison is the head doorthe number of telephone calls he receives every afternoon froot to do with Mr Medford taking me in to dinner?"

"Just this: Suppose Mrs Rowden"

"Mrs Rowden!" The girl was nonplussed

"Yes--wants to find out who's in the club? She 'phones Garrison Instantly, after ascertaining which set--younger or older is wanted, from a small card upon which he has written a few but choice names of club members, he submits a name to her"

"Really, you don'tis actually done?" exclaimed Miss Cable, who as yet was socially so unsophisticated as to be horrified; "you're joking, of course!"

"But nine ti the interruption; "it is met with: 'Don't want him!' Another: 'Makes a bad combination!' A third: 'Oh, no, ible!' This last exclah intended solely for the visitor at her home, elicits from Garrison a low chuckle of approval of the speaker's discrimination; and presently, he hears: 'Goodness hts she is informed that Mr Jackson has just come in; and he is requested to co dis her butler in the "

"How perfectly delicious!" ca Jackson that he will be the dearest boy in the world if he will dine with her"

"And bring sohed Graydon, as he wound up lightly; "and here is where the professional comes in We're all onto Medford! Why, Garrison has half a dozen requests a night--six times five--thirty dollars Not bad--but then the man's a 'who's who' that never makes mistakes I won't be positive that he does not draw pay from both ends For, ive theood business"

There was sothese last words, that it would not have required the wisdohly enjoying his pose of ! For, he had yet to learn that not to disillusion the girl, but to conform as much as possible to her ideals, was the surest way to win her favour; and his vanity surely would have received a blow had not David Cable at thatfor a irl's face lighted with pleasure and relief; but the young er of the Pacific, Lakes & Atlantic RR Company, saw that he hite, tired and drawn It was not the keen, alert expression that had been the ad, although he could not have told what it was A fla behind a faint suggestion of ashes; and through the young man's brain there flashed the re his dear, old brain to pieces'