The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-08-01
Copyright, 1890, by the Bachelor Syndicate.

isn't it?-why don't you let me en-
Joy il in peace? Any more catechismf
It's rather public-but thenl"
'Well, you don't seem to think of
any danger to the other party-the
prince"
81 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 stand
ing in the shade little too long, and
made himself evident moment before
the prince returned with servant
bringing ices.
"May / have your kindness for lit.
tie while, prince?" asked Mrs. Pep
peridge, land beg you to take Lady
Christopher down the long gallery
here? She's so superior. I want her
fy see That for a seaside cottage"
"Don't you mean seaside palace. rath-
ere" said Sir Brooke as the prince de-
parted.
ITO see that for little place By the
water the De Ruysens really do things
pretty well. She hasn't admitted any
thing of the sort yet. But the buffet is
set with gold plate that rings when you
breathe, and the walls are draped with
"A mat of Cape Jessamine blossoms, and
they will give her Chateau Yquem to
drink out of goblet just crusted and
dripping with diamond sparks. / sent
for Jack to take her; but Jack does as
lie pleases; and he didn't please"
"WelI," said Mr.. Pepperidge, coming
up then, che pleases to congratulate
you on owning the boat next the fast
est boat in the world! For it is admitted
and acknowledged, and furthermore de-
clared by the judges in concti, 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 il he had tossed her an
apple. "I 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. "They seem to please their wives"
"They will be the ruin of the British
husband"
"But that doesn't concern you, Sir
Brooke" said Mr.. Pepperdge.
"I don't know" said Sir Brooke.
And then The prince came back with
Lady Christopher, and went off with
Honoria, and sudden flush burned up
Sir Brooke's sun-tanned cheek and red
deued the white forehead as he angri'y
tossed back the lock that fell across il
with his bow. And whenever. in his
various wanderings and introductions
and fragmentary conversations and per-
functory doings, feeling 1t all an intense
stupidity. half wishing he were back
with Billy and the game, only knowing
that nothing would drag him back, he
caught sight of Honoria, she was still
lavishing all her charm upon the prince.
He was taxing Lady Christopher 10
supper, and making her very happy--it
was the third time she had feasted that
night-when he glanced In an alcove on
the way, in the blaze of whose panels
like wrought cloth of gold divided by
pilasters of amber, terra-cotta Gany-
mede poured iced water, and saw Hon
oria sitting there with the prince bend
ing over her. Something sardonic was
in the smile on Sir Brool<e's honest face
then, and he drew up his straight height
and twirled his mustache rather fierce
ly. lie could put an end to that non
sense in an instant II he chose. But
would that put'an end TO the man?
And IL was the man that was pleasing
her-shc had said il. Well, what did he
care? Fire up and off tomorrow.
But when at last, very late although IL
was, the time came for his dance, Sir
Brooke knew that it would not be iire
up and Oft 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 waning moon high in the
dark heaven. But now everything was
observation-disclosures besides, il il were
only for once he was going to have this
dance, he was going 90 clasp and hold
her for lns own, despite herself,a dances
while. liut our very wishes give us not
our wisL; and the dance with this
rather naughty, silent and distrait per-
son holding him quite at arms length.
was not at all the dance for which he
had longed all night.
They came out after awhile. the
rooms already beginning TO bc desert.
ed, and fingered where rug lay on the
grass by fountain that tossed is jet
high in the air with dreamy, indiifer'