Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-09-03

There's no sugar for an American tongue
like title to roll over 1t. 1 was the man
of the party before I'd known her an hour.
She's just the sweetest bit of a brogue you
ever heard, and her fathers worth 5000
coo. Get me my light frock coat. will You
know I'm to drive to ST. Cloud this very
morning."
Well, he went off with her sure enough
the pair of them dressed up until you
might have picked them out of thousand
When he was gone. and the place was put
a bit straight stroiied over to the Cafe
Rouge to get my lunch and read the Eng
l:sh papers. Paris was beginning to be full
again them for We were almost through
the autumn, and the gardens were cold at
nights. But you could find the folks you
wanted any time from midday until 4. ana
70 sooner was 1 In the place than 1 saw
Michel Grey. the brother of the little Amer
lean woman Sir Nicolas had just driven to
there was bottle of hook before him.
"Halloa, my man." cried he, as l passed
him, and he didn't speak bit Ike an
American, I'D half dozen words with YOU
II you don't mind"
with the greatest pleasure in life, SIR"
/ replied. thinking at the same time what
peculiar-lcoking gentleman he was.
rs 1t long since you left Dublin" asks
he. quite calm like, and pretending to see
nothing of the start 1 gave.
would that be any business Of yours?"
I asked. sharp and short, and looking at
him in a way he couldn't mistake.
Certainly it would be-" said he "a cousin
Of mine knew Sir Nicolas Steele in Dub
In three years ago. and 1 was wondering
If 1t was the same"
Then you should have asked my guv-
nor" says l, while my heart began to jump
so that could hardly hold my hand STILL
oh no ofYense" cries he, and with that
he slipped a five-franc piece into my hand.
you've been in Paris long?" he asks.
"a month OF more" says ], thinking
where l could have him.
Are you going back to London soon"'
Eve are going back at the end of Novem
Der. Sir Nicolas has engagements in
London that month.
"Oh, then you are going back"'
"Why,what you'd be doing all the winter
here in Parish"
He seemed to think a while over this,
taking a drink of the hook and rolling his
bleary eyes as though he was looking for
some one in the garden. Presently he said:
DO you like the situation you're IMP
"Oh," said 1, its much the same as
other situations Here today and gone to-
morrow"
Then you travel a good deal?"
That's so-but travel or no travel. it's
all the same to me-"
your master seems q pleasant sort Of
gentleman"
81 should call him that"
Hes baronet or something. isn't he?"
Exactly; he's Sir Nicolas Steele of Castle
Rath. County Kerry
"A generous man, should say"
looked at him straight. for I'd read him
up by this time.
ITS a cold morning for talking in the
open air. SIR" says I, and with that
turned on my heels and left him. ,,.s4 $50. q
Now. though had taken it coolly enough
duller head than mine could have seen
through the mans talk.
hats in the wind is this" said to
myself, when I got lack to the hotel
you've heard some gossip. my fine gentle
man, and you want to get to the bottom of
1t. II it's true that cousin of yours knew
Sir Nicolas Steele in Dublin three years
ago, then you'll write to him, and what
you'll learn won't keep your sister at the
Hotel de Lille. Maybe that cousin Is in
Europe: more probably he's in America.
which gives us a month. Anyway, it's you
that We've got to play and the sooner we
begin the better"
This was my thought and yet simple as
it seemed, there was something happened
later in the day which gave new turn
altogether to it. I'd been bothering my
head with the matter all afternoon, max
ing nothing new of it outside the fact that
the danger signal had been rung, so to
speak. when what should happen but that
just before o'clock l met the man again