Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-08-01

wonder why it is this particular rose you
so affect
Because it is particularly delicious" she
said.
NO more so-except because you wear
it''-he was holding her hand at the mo-
mcmillan others that know"
She bent and held her lips moment at
the topmost blossom of the bunch she
wore.
IF you were abroad he went on, you
type and symbol and namesake. But here
ii seems to me today that white rose over
head is far more like YOU
DO you really think that flower like
me? Look at 1t, it is so OPEN Why. you
can see it's heart,''
No one can see your heart" he exclaim-
ed And he could not tell If that wide
gaze of her lucid eyes were a limpid look
of innocence or liquid depth of guile.
With her disengaged hand she loosened
the rose her lips had touched. and held 1t
toward him. Il never gave you one before.
Show me one more perfect she said.
II would have promised without fail when
i come hack where roses are. But your lips
nave rested on it, and you give it to mellow
can there be rose more perfect he ex-
claimed And then the Neckan people were
upon them. and he was gone with them
Its Well enough for a fellow with money
to burn like YOU" Billy said to him. but an
impecunious British nobleman, as the d. D.
calls me. is well out of that
Such an extraordinary relief said Lady
Christopher, as they steamed away and left
Honoria and Mrs. bennett bennett behind.
PART v.
1t was some weeks later that the Neckan
east anchor in New York bay and her
guests left, her, off and on. for a brief re-
freshmcnt of life ashore and at the Wal
dcrf, and for one or two dinners with peo-
pie who had opered their houses in town
for the occasion. before Honoria rejoined
them and they all went down for the great
races, Sir Brooke and his friend with the
prince. returning to the Pendragon, that
awaited them ready for sea.
1t was a scene crowded with movement
and color and sparkle, as if the life not
only of great city, but of the world had
emptied itself upon the waters; and not
Babylon with all her hanging gardens
could have been more animated and SPLEEN
did than the bay with its f1ag-dressed fleet
and the masts of thousand ships.
1t almost seemed to Honoria as If they
had gone over the other side of the earth.
when they had taken the tender and steam
ed down past the great Liberty past the
yachts anchored at Bay Ridge past the
forts and through the Narrows while twi-
light fell and night held the sea down in
tine lower bay where the Neckan and the
Pendragon and some other of the great
yachts lay.
Every one was little tired and Honoria
was almost alone upon the deck. Perhaps
a
choly possessed her. that pleasant melan-
choly. IL may have been, which has no
source but languor and sense of too much
sweetness in life. A little uncertainty too,
was IN it. She was not sure If one mans
love We're better than another's; If. after
all, thirgS were worth while: IL she knew
herself and her own wishes; if she were
quite ready to surrender what at first had
seemed like rest after the glitter and SPLEEN
did turmoil of her days: if all that the lat
ter loveI-suppcsing he were a loyer-had
10 offer Were superior to that security; if
really he meant to offer it. She had not
heart from him. of course: letter could
hardly kave reached her moving about as
she was, had there been any reason fol
writing one She had neglected to write
'hauncey in these weeks, that by sunlight
and midnight Were burning out life as il
III Il splendid funeral pyre fed by spices
and fragrant oils; but if she had half for
gotten him the Knowledge of his existence
and affection had been something like a
Suhlminal console usness, and tonight a lit
lie tenderness in Ter heart leaned toward
him. She said 10 herself that she was very
weak minded The brooding darkness of
TIRE heavens the glimmer over the Ion
swc!lS of tkC paltr sea. the shadow of the
low coast. all lent themselves to this gentle
M iliich"iy- Now and then strain of
rand music came on the ftful wind. now
fII Of ddEciag measures. now far and fine
a. elm horns 4 little remote she OWNED
the great Yachts lying Ike darker dark
ncsst's, betrayed only by their colored
there
douht or INDIGESTION or sadness.
wonderful hush seemed almost to muf-
file the soft wash of the waters Far AWAY
w'ls any thought of sh.pwreck and drown
ing. and the dark caves of DEATH but what
one might call the atmosphere of such a
thought vas there. \ puff of land breeze
came down and brushed by with a remem-
hTance Of gardens and flowers, and was
gone; and from one of the nearer yachts
whore some prima donna was entertained
again the music Of Nanon came as IL had
done that first night she had been on the
Nerkan. Only it was no longer the cry Of
joyance. but the sobbing song at the con-
vent gates.
Is II not my hand that thine own now
presses? sang the singer. us II not my
voice. Am ] not Nanon?' And Honoria
felt that if she abandoned herself a mo-
ineat longer to the SPELL tears would be a
luxury
But the world had changed the next
mOrEing Bright sunshine blowing wind
and tossing sea. flags and cheers and
Signals. made another scene of it. A tug