Mohave County miner., 1891-02-21

opposite her sat the celebrated biolog.
ist, Prof Lyndall, who was apparently
delighted With his neighbor, a little
Firginlan beauty who had written some
rather erotic novels.
why couldn't Lady Kendall have
told me what his lineis2" thought Mrs.
Mostyn, glanclng at her partner as she
settled herself in her place. Il hate
talking to a man I know nothing
about sport-art-the GaictyP What
shall 1t be? / know-polo! All En-
glishmen play polo, snd II they don.
they like you to think they do.n
But 1t was not. after ali, OF polo that
MIR. Algernon Upham conversed. lie
had hundred amusing stories TO tell
stories OF the theatrical world ia
London, Of great people in Vienna, Of
the ateliers IN Paris.
You paint, thenP' asked Mrs
Mostyn, when the talk turned on the
last subject.
II used to-" said Upham modestly.
II have almost given 1t up now; In
fact, i think II gave me up. Ispsne
I've years working In the Paris studios,
and at the end of that time came to
the conelusiop that l knew almost
nothing about it."
"Ah, that is your rnodcsty. I arm
sure you do know all about it, replied
the lady swestly, and then there was q
little pause, during which the young
man smiled and hesitated, as II he were
about TO say more. Mrs. Mostyn, feel.
ing that she had unwittingly touched
on personal matters, adroitly turned
the talk into another channel. The
American was charmed with her neigh.
Dor. He was not only young. hand
some. aud amusing but he seemed (nO
slight virtue in the eyes Of Mrs. Mostynl
TO be connected with various smart
and imposing English families. With
the enterprise of her sex and nation
she determined to annex Algie. What
a charming young man." she thought,
ito take to the play. 70 square one 10
the park, and to had cups OF tea on
ones at home dayr' He had such
perfect taste aud such an eye for color.
for when the talk, as ii sometimes will,
turned on chiffons, Mrs. Mostyn was
astonished to hear her peighbbor give
an almost subtly feminine opinion on
some point in dispute.
why. ! believe you know more
about it than 1 do" declared the lady.
laughing.
We'll. ! ought to. suppose"
Mrs. Mostyn was so mystifed that,
for perceptible instant, She found abb
solutely nothing to say. He evidently
imagined that she knew all about him.
With the tact of her sex, Mrs. MostyD
promptly turned the talk into gener-
alities again, determining to ask her
hostess all about her fascinating neigh
Dor as soon as the ladies reached the
drawing-room.
But the fates were against her. Lady
Kendall was nonopolized by an elderly
matron. who never let go her hostess
till the men appeared from the dining
room, and when they did so IL was
Algie Upham who slipped into the
vacant chair by Mrs. Mostyn's side.
This was maneuver that is not Ia the
nature Of woman to withstand.
Come and dine with me on Friday
night she said. As she at last rose to
go; 100 Lowndes square 8 o'clock.
Don't say you can't; one or two nice
people are coming"
Il shall be more than charmed" re-
piled the young man, bending. in bis
pretty. half-foreign way. over the
lady's hand; but you'll come to my
place one day, won't you2 Lady Ken
dal Is coming tomorrow"
why, yes, l think could 90 to-
morrow" said Mrs. Mostyn; and so the
thing was settled.
On the following day Mrs. Washing
ton Mostyn, who had put on her most
gorgeous attire-not having been long
enough In London to know that here
women do not bedeck themselves in
the afternoon-tripped down to her
little coupe, and directed the man to
drive to Lady Kendsrs, thoroughly
pleased with herself and the world in
general. She was going to see the
charming young man Of the night be-
fore, and the charming young man was
going TO dine with her on Friday.
Moreover, she had on her most becom-
isg bonnet.
The two ladies chatted costly as the
carriage bowled along.
I'm so glad YOU could come" said
Lady Kendall; I'm sure you'll think his
taste perfect. He has such lovely
things"
Lovely things" inquired Mrs.
Mostyn. with rising enthusiasm. She
was one Of those women who like the
heroes Of the moment TO be set, as il
we're, in framework Of luxury.
hFpr.t1nu 4
get for love or money, lie has them
specially manufactured from his own
designs"
He must be very rich," said the
American. That's the sort Of thing
our milIionaires do at home"
well. Algie must make $1,000 or
$4,000 year, should think" rejoined
Lady Kendall, thoughtfully. You
see. he's so well connected. All the
smartest women in London 60 10
Algie."
II Mrs. Mostyn wondered for an in
slant how the society of smart women
| justified such reckless extravaganza
she said nothing. having horror OF ap-
pearing ignorant Of London or the ways
Of London.
"You get on capitally." continued
Lady kendall; "Algie Is so fond oi
Americans. You see they don't mind
what they spend"
mop" said Mrs. Mostyn. who wat
now thoroughly mystitied; and JUS
then the carriage drew up at a smart
! looking house in Mayfair street.-the
house all painted white. with yellow
silk curtains and blinds, anil dsisiei