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

'Is 1t best?'
How should say?" With a slight ges-
ture OF fatigue. 1T is a pleasant cruise,
and there is pleasant company. ourselves
and some others. I suppose Lord Gads-
den was asked. and the prince"
THE prince and II mean that man and
I-can hardly sail togetherr'
The unfortunate prince! Is 1t a great
crime to be poor?'
ITO be poor? have heard some social
let fellow say there were hundreds Of them
ployment. l have known some. and always
held them in respect"
THAT was kind of you. I remember there
was a prince in 'Pascarer who was a
the same. But as for this one. 1 don't see
what harm he can do you. To tell the
truth, / thought him rather dull and quiet
before But Of late have found him in
terestirg"
She did rot quite understand Sir Brooke's
low bow; but she laughed. swinging her
fan. and pulling up the cape Of white fur
he had brought her. The pallid moonlight
either they toned down her vivid color. or
she was tired and the color had fallen,
and with her fatigue something a little
more tender than brilliant was in her eyes.
is II man to man Them
I'm sure l don't know what you meanr
and she moved to retrace their steps, for
they were quite alone on the lawn. and she
was TO remain with the De Ruysens.
Many things here" said Sir Brooke
ARE different to what thought. But the
women, the women are the same"
Quite the same?" she said, turning with
q smile that half dazzled him. And when
Sir Brooke STROBE off to find his boat he
had promised to go, and he held in his
hand withered and warm and sweet vet
and full Of her personality it seemed, an
American beauty rose.
Billy and the men, having come ashore to
see the town by moonlight were strolling
down to the boat as he reached it; and the
prince was waiting there. a little disturbed
as he had missed the Vanderwater crew.
lhere was nothing for Sir Brooke to do but
TO offer him the hospitality OF the Pen
dragon for the night, taking care not to
look at Billy as he did so, and they were
presently treading the harbor and reaching
the open sea where the big sleeping
yachts pulled with a lazy roll at the
anchor
Sir Brooke and Billy were the last to 90
up the gangway.
Hard hit?" said Billy. Billy had seen the
rose.
Hard to say" was the reply. And
harder to say how one is to serve that fell
low out"
Nothing easier, to my mind
Nothing more difficult. You see, 1t is
ike betting on certainty, like hitting a
man when he's down. The fact gives me
the advantage"
AIS fair in love and war"
her?''
you're drawing 1t too fine for me-"
BESIDES. it's a standup fight Billy If
inns man pleases, / don't care to please.
And l don't care to win anyway by trip
ping the other fellow"
Very hard hit, indeedv' said Billy, as he
sprang up the gangway.
The others had all disappeared. Only
the prince was waiting to be shown to his
quarters and say good night.
Look here! cried Billy, cutting the
Gordian knot with a word. How long are
IL ~l,x.1
ade? A title that came to a man without
an acre or a sou to bless il, and that he
scorns to wear, you think worth stealing,
W lille you were about it, why didn't you
take title that was dead and done with
instead of the Piodinochi? You BLOOMING
fraud" as Sir Brooke came up the deck :
There is Prince Piodinachi-'
The deuce ii is" said the other