The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-08-04

marvelously and dances to perfection,
And he is very entertaining. What
better" opening her fan indolently.
And prince" said Mrs. Pepperidge.
"Oh, that doesn't count" said Hon
oria. There are princes IN pleanty.
But he is II man. and has ideas"
| And hasn't a penny to his name. -
How do you know he HASN'T"
He told me SO himself"
You can't say he wasn't frank about
It,"
And you have not too many pennies
you know
My dear Laura, haven't You any
thing better to do than to fling my
poverty in my face?" she laughed, "and
with this music in your ears
But l must. You can't afford to
drift into marrying"
Were we talking of marrying?''
said Honoria, sweetly. But then
have often told you don't care to mar
ry anyone with more pennies than
have"
Nonsense, Honoria! You didn't talk
that way before Chauncey Parkes-''
"Well. then. Laura, if | am to have
but few more such scenes as this -
and il Is perfectly barbaric in its pro-
fusion, isn't it?-why don't you let me
lenjoy 1t in peace? Any more catechsln
1t rather public--but them"
well. you don't Seem to think of
any danger to the other party-the
prince"
| Il have always gone on the principle
that the other party is quite well able
to take care of himself. And the
princes step suits mine perfectly
And here Sir Brooke felt he was
standing In the shade little too long.
and made himself evident moment he
fore the prince returned with q servant
bringing Ices.
May ! have your Kindness for lit
tie while, prince?" asked Mrs. Pep
peridge. and beg you to take Lady
lChristopher down the long gallery
here? She's no superior. I want her Ia
See that for a seaside cottage"
| Don't you mean Il seaside palace,
rather" said Sir Brooke as the prince
departed.
To see that for Il little place by the
water, theDe Kuysens really do things
pretty well. She hasn't admitted any
|
set with gold plate that rings when you
breathe and the walls are draped with
a mat Of Cape JeSsalninc blossoms, and
they will give her Chateau Yquem tn
drink out of a goblet Just crusted and
dripping with diamond sparks. | sent
for Jack to take her: but Jack does as
| he pleases; and he didn't please"
| Well" said Mrs. Pepperidse. coming
| up then. "he pleases to congratulate
you on owning the boat next the fast
est boat in the world!> For 1t is admit
ted and acknowledged, and Furthermore
| declared by the JUICES In council, that
| the Flying Scud went over the course in
but ten seconds more than the winner.
The boats yours, Lally."
Thanks. Jack. I'm sure it's awfully
good Of you as If ne had tossed her an
apple. ~ shall enter her for the next
| race. You See. Jack said if she made
the time he would give her to me-
said Laura.
"The American husband" exclaimed
Sir Brooke.
"They don't please you" said Hon
| oria. "'rhey seen to please their
| wives"
'They will be the ruin of the British
| husband"
But that doesn't concern you, Sir
Brooke" said Mrs. Pepperidge.
81 don't know" said Sir Brooke
And then the prince came back with
Lady Christopher. and went off with
llOnOria, and Il sudden flush burned up
Sir Brooke's sun-tanned cheek and red
| dened the white forehead as he angrily
tossed back the lock that fell across it
with his bow. And whenever. in his
various wanderings and introductions
and frasmentary conversations and
perfunctory doings. feeling it all an in
tense stupidity, half wishing he were
| back with Billy and the game, only
knowing that nothing would drag him
back, he caught sight of Honora. she
was still lavishng all her charm upon
the prince.
He was taking Lady Christopher to
supper. and making her very happy
it was the third time she had feasted
that night-when he glanced in an al
cove on the way. in the blaze Of whose
| panels like wrought cloth of gold
| divided by Dila sterS of amber, a terra
| Gotta Ganymede poured Ice water and
saw Honora sitting there with the
prince bending over her. Something
sardonic was in the smile on 81,
BroOke's honest face then. and he drew
up his straight height and twirled his
mustache rather fiercely. He could put
an end to that nonsense in an instant
If he chose. But would that put an end
to the man? And it was the man that
was pleasing her-she had said it.
| Well. what did he care? Fire up and off
| tomorrow.
But when at last. very late. although
it was. the time came for his dance. Sir
Brooke knew that it would not be fire
up and off tomorrow, and he knew that
whether to any sufficient danger or not
he did care. He had thought at first
that they would wander out and listen
to the sea together under this great
blotch of a waning moon high in the
dark heaven. But now everything was
dew northumberland besides. if it were
only for once he was going to have this
dance. he was going to clasp and hold
her for his own. despite herself. a
dances while. But our very wishes
give us not our wish: and the dance
with this rather naughty. silent and
distrait person holding him quite AT
m'slength. was not at all the dance
for which he had longed all night.
They came out after a while. the
rooms already beginning to be desert
ed. and fingered where q rug lay on
the grass by a fountain that tossed its
jet high in the air with Il dreamy, in
different sway. and where "A lemon tree
in its tub sweetened the air. The tink L.
of the fountain. the patter of the lemon
leaves on the rising breeze sounded with
an infinite trvality against the long
deep breathing of the sea.