ed hardy It was to Jack Hardy that she al- wnys went for sympathy and advice when these revelations and their con- sequences bung beavy over her head. Though Jack bad given her tbe odious nickname, he made partial atonement by never employing it. To him she was "Peterkin," and, though frequently lie was a sufferer from ber disclosures, he was ever ready with advice, sympathy or candy, as the occasion seemed to demand, for" Itc alone apparently realized tbat her fault was temperamental and not the result of maliciousness. I T. C. fairly worshiped Hardy, yet all the little Intimate details of bis court-, ship of her sister Xell leaked out along with tbe rest of her chatter, and there were times When Hardy 's forbearance was put to a hard test. It was charac- teristic of the man tbat even the per- sonal experience did not abate bis sym- pathy for T. C. , not even when he pro- posed to Nell and was given a negative answer. Vhen Nell made hysterical reference to another girl be felt tbat be had T. C. to thank for this, yet bis office still iซis her haven of refuge, and she stout- ly denied that sbe had said anything about some other woman. Hardy 's questions had te be dis- creetly framed If he did not wish the fact of his rejection to become com- mon talk, and he could not press the Investigation. Instead he sought ab- sorption in work, but tbe practice of a conntry lawyer seldom proves absorb- ing, and Hardy grew thin and white while he waited and hoped for a clenr- Ing up of the trouble. He was sitting idly at his desk one afternoon when T. C. poked ber head Into the doorway and, finding that he was alone, entered boldly. "What Is it, Feterklnr be asked, printing a kiss on the child 's troubled face. "Have you been telling the min- ister what your father said when he was asked to contribute to the chancel fund, or did you explain to tbe guests at'the party that the salad was made with canned lobster?" "Worse 'an that." was tbe doleful declaration ns T. C. snuggled Against the broad shoulder. "The school com- mittee visited this afternoon. Mr. Sprague asked ns what love was. and I told him tt was the way the principal acted with Miss Saumlers., They nit laughed, but Miss Squires got red In tbe face, and I was expelled. It Is tbe truth." she added defiantly. "He kisses her when he thinks no one can see htm, and sbe calls him 'Georgte/ I wouldn't call any man with whiskers *GcorgIe,' like a little boy." "Walt until you grow up," admonish- ed Hardy. "But. see hen; Peterkln
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