It was rather more than he had
bargained i'ur, but he was ga-re, and
as they sought a tabic he smiled back
Into the faces of those who laughed
at the way he had been caught.
"I've got more pies up there," an-
tiounced Mrs. Marlowe. "I'm making!
more money for the organ fund than1
any three of those skinny girls. 1
want to watch the pies. I'il send you
a substitute."
She left him at the tabla to return
In a moment with a slight young girl.
"You see," she exclaimed hi a whis
per, 'Bessie isn't any heavyweight,
but she can ma!:e splendid yles. I
told 'em it 'was a shame U. V. a pio
like that go for half a dollar, so I
put my name under it so the fund
wouldn't be cheated."
"No danir of that," he said, with a
Bmile, "with you on the lookout. I
think your business ability is wasted
in so small a sphere. Properly placed
you could become a Napoleon of
finance."
"They go to jail in the long run,"
Bhe rumbled, pleased, nevertheless, at
the compliment. "Bessie'll take care
of you all right."
Bessie Roblee lacked Mre. Mar
lowe's confidence of manner, but Lib
by quickly put her at her ease and
he found her shyness indescribably
attractive. Long before the pie was
finished, he had fallen captive, and he
manfully ate part of a second after
finding out which was hers.
Even when he had to pay toil on
Mrs. Marlowe's weight a second time
he did not complain. The pie and its
accompaniment was well worth the
price.
