n, patiently. "And as I was going to
explain, the earth is circumscribed by wireless currents of
electricity----"

"I--dammit, sir----"

"But those are not the only invisible currents that are ceaselessly
flowing around our globe!" pursued the young man, calmly. "Do you see
this machine?"

"No, I don't!" snarled the other.

"Then--" And, leaning closer, William Augustus Destyn whispered into
Bushwyck Carr's fat, red ear.

"What!!!"

"Certainly."

"You can't _prove_ it!"

"Watch me."

* * * * *

Ethelinda had dried her eyes. Every few minutes she glanced anxiously at
the little French clock over her easel.

"What on earth can they be doing?" she murmured. And when the long hour
struck she arose with resolution and knocked at the door.

"Come in," said her father, irritably, "but don't interrupt. William and
I are engaged in a very important business transaction."

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V

SACHARISSA

_Treating of Certain Scientific Events Succeeding the Wedding Journey of
William and Ethelinda_

Sacharissa took the chair. She knew nothing about parliamentary
procedure; neither did her younger, married sister, Ethelinda, nor the
recently acquired family brother-in-law, William Augustus Destyn.

"The meeting will come to order," said Sacharissa, and her brother-in-law
reluctantly relinquished his new wife's hand--all but one finger.

"Miss Chairman," he began, rising to his feet.

The chair recognized him and bit into a chocolate.

"I move that our society be known as The Green Mouse, Limited."

"Why limited?" asked Sacharissa.

"Why not?" replied her sister, warmly.

"Well, what does your young man mean by limited?"

"I suppose," said Linda, "that he means it is to be the limit. Don't you,
William?"

"Certainly," said Destyn, gravely; and the motion was put and carried.

"Rissa, dear!"

The chair casually recognized her younger sister.

"I propose that the object of this society be to make its members very,
very wealthy."

The motion was carried; Linda picked up a scrap of paper and began to
figure up the possibility of a new touring car.

Then Destyn arose; the chair nodded to him and leaned back, playing a
tattoo with her pencil tip against her snowy teeth.

He began in his easy, agreeable voice, looking across at his pretty wife:

"You know, dearest--and Sacharissa, over there, is also aware--that, in
the course of my economical experiment