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While Dick Forrest scanned the pah his open s, across the wide court, began to cohed from the wooden fra porch, not so many hours before, the rosy, filmy, lacy, boudoir cap so circumspectly rescued by Oh My

Dick heard her voice, for she awoke, like a bird, with song He heard her trilling, in and out through open s, all down the long wing that was hers And he heard her singing in the patio garden, where, also, she desisted long enough to quarrel with her Airedale and scold the collie pup unholily attracted by the red-orange, divers-finned, and oldfish in the fountain basin

He are of pleasure that she ake It was a pleasure that never staled Always, up hi House was not really awake until he heard Paula'stasted the pleasure of knowing her to be awake, Dick, as usual, forgot her in his own affairs She went out of his consciousness as he beca cholera

"Good , Merry Gentleman," was the next he heard, always adorable music in his ears; and Paula flowed in upon hi kimono and stayless body, as her arm passed around his neck and she perched, half in his ar knee of his And he pressed her, and advertised his awareness of her existence and nearness, although his eyes lingered a full half er on the totals of results of Professor Kenealy's hog inoculations on Siton, Iowa

"My!" she protested "You are too fortunate You are sated with riches Here is your Lady Boy, your 'little haughty , Little Lady Boy, was your sleep sweet and gentle?'"

And Dick Forrest forsook the statistical columns of Professor Kenealy's inoculations, pressed his wife closer, kissed her, but with insistent right fore-finger es of the pamphlet

Nevertheless, the very ter what he should have asked--the prosperity of her night since the boudoir cap had been left upon his sleeping porch He shut the paer, at the place he intended to resuht arm to his left about her