The morning times. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1895-1897, 1895-10-06

laugh II don't knofv about that she
said. II am going that Mecca Of all
Amerfcans-Paris. Ny father is to meet
me p,, there t.r and we going on to the
"Ah, that Will be very pleasant" said
Wentworth. 1.-THE Riviera at this season
is certainly place to besiesired."
$50 / have heard" she replied.
Have you not been across bcfore?"
mo, this is my frstvdyage. suppose
you have crossed many. times?''
"Oh, no." answered. THE Englisbman,
this is only MY second Eoyage; my first
having been the ono mat took me to
America" Y tRi
"Ah. then, you are Dot an American"
returned MISS Bre wster, with apparent sur
prise. She imagined tina ma u is generally
rlattered when mistake of this kind is
made. No matter how proud he may be
OF MS country, 1t shows that there Is GER
talnly no provincialism about him that,
as the Americans say, gave him away"
Il think" said Wentworth, ''as a gen.
eral thing, 1 am not taken for anything
but what anl-an Engljshman.''
Il have met so few Englishmen," said
the guiieless Miss Jennie, THAT really
should not be expected 10 know
Il understand 1T is q common delusion
among Americans that every Englishnian
drops his his and is to be detected
in that way
Jennie laughed again. and George Went
worth Thought IL one of the pTettiest laughs
he had ever heard
Poor Kenyon was rather neglected 10y his
friend during the dinner He felt a little
gloomy wnIle the courses went on, and
wished he he'd an evening paper. Mean
while, Wentworth and the handsome girl
beside nm got on very well together
AT the end of the dinner she seemed 10 have
some difficulty ingcttiug up from her chair
and Wentworth showed her how 10 turn
u around, leaving her free to rise. She
thanked him prcttily.
Il am going on deck she said. as she
turned to go; Il am So anxious TO get my
first glimpse of the ocean at night from
the deck of a steamer"
Il hope you Will let me accompany YOU"
returned young Wentworth THE decks
are rather slippery. and even when the
boat is no: rolling il isn't quite safe for u
lady unused to the motion OF ship to
walk alone in the dark"
"oh. thank you very much" replied Miss
Brewster, with effuson. ut is kind OF
you, am sure; and il you promise MOTTO
let me rob you of the pleastIr. of your after
dinner cigar. shall be most happy to have
you accompany me. will meet you At the
top of the stairw :; in five minutes.''
You are getting on said Kenyon, as
the young woman disappeared.
What's the use of being on board ship"
said Wentworth, ''if you don't take advan-
tage Of the opportunity for making ship
board acquaintance. There is an uncon-
ventionality about life gu a steamer that
is not without its charm, as, perhaps, yoi.
Will find out before the voyage Is over
John"
you are merely trying to ease your
conscience because of your heartiess deser-
ton of me-
George Wentworth had waited at the top
of the companionway little more than five
minutes when Miss Brewster appeared,
wrapped in an arrangement tipped with fur,
which lent an additional charm to her com
pleXion,. set off asst were by jaunty steam
er cap. They stepped out on the deck. and
found il not a alias da TX as they had expect
ell. Little globes OK electric light were
placed at regular intervals in the walls OF
the deck building. Overhead was stretched
sort OF canvas robf, h gainst which the
sIeety rain patteredi One OF the sailors
with rubber mop was pushing into the
gutter by the side of4hc ship the moisture
from the deck. All around the boat the night
was as black as ink. except here and there
where the white curl of a wave showed
luminous for a moment In the darkness.
Miss Brewster insisted that Wentworth
should light his cigar which, after some per
suasion, he did. Then he tucked her hand
snugly under his arm, and She adjusted her
step to suit his. They had the promenade
all TO themselves. The rainy winter night
was not as inviting toiinast of tile pa ssengers
as the comfortable rooms below. Kenyon,
however, and one OF tyyO Others came up
and sat down in the stea fier chairs that were
tied to tie bri,ss rod which ran long the
deckhonse wall. He saw the glow of Went
worth's- cigar as the couple turned at the
further end of the walk, and as tire two
passed him he heard low murmur OF con-
versation. and now and then caught a
snatch Of silyery laughter.
1t was not because Wentworth had de
serted him that Kenyon felt so uncom-
Portable and depressed. He couldn't tell
just what il was. but there had settled
on his mind a strange, uneasy forcboding.
After "A time he went down into the sa-
loon and tried to read. but could not and
SO wandered along the seemingly endless
Wentworths as well. and, in nautical
phrase, turned in" 1t was late when
his companion came in.
ASLEEP, Kenyou?c he asked.
mo" was the answer.
by George. John. she is one of the most
charming girls ! ever met. Wonderfully
clever, too; makes a man feel like fool
besideher. Shebas read nearly everything.
Has opinions on all our authors n great
many of whom I've never heard Of
wish. for your sake, John, that she had a
sister on board
Thanks, Old man; awfully good OF you,
I'm sure" said Kenyon. Don't YOU
think it's about time to stop raving and get
into your bunk and turn out that CON
founded light?"
IAN right, GROWER, l WILL" was the
ans er.
Meanwhile, in her own stateroom. Miss
Jennie Brew was looking at her re-
Election in the glass. As She shook out
her long hair until it rippled down her
back. she smiled weetly and said to herself:
Poor Mr.. Wentworth! Only the first
night out, and lie told ME his name was
George"