The Savannah morning news., 1903-02-22

assume the responsibility of leaving
you here-alone." He paused.
DO the sisters know where you
are?"
20, yes; I telegraphed them that
| had gone to Dinard ard not to worry.
| did that when ! bought my ticket"
His face cleared trife
You seem to have your wits about
you he commented briefly. Come
along then. After all, I ran away from
school myself when 1 was a shaver.
Eut then, it's different for a man." he
added severely.
She followed meekly as he preceded
, her down the platform to where Pc
tiers stood by the door of coupe
I marked reserved If the well-trained
servant felt any surprise he made no
sign, but helped her carefully in. The
young man gave some low-tOned or
ders, then climbed after her and closed
the door. The girl, sitting in the far
Their corner, looked at the tumble of
I rugs and books and magazines that
filled the compartment, then glanced
I across at the man who had placed
himself at the door.
And your servant" she asked timid-
".
Peters" The man started. Peters
]
you expect" as a vivid dismay spread
over her face.
"And-and nobody else can get in"
! she Stammered.
! Certainly not. This is a reserved
carriage"
II must travel alone with you!" with
| increasing distress.
"Of course" trifie impatiently.
The girl caught her breath fearfuly,
then glanced toward the door with
frightened eyes; but even as she hes
itated the train, with much putting
and blowing of steam, rolled ponder
Ously out of the station. No help for
| it now. What had she done Acting
on a sudden impulse at sound of an
English voice, she had flung herself
on this mans protection. But she had
! surely expected a nice fat French
! woman or two in the compartment
His voice broke sharply across her
thoughts.
do you mind if I smoker"
"O no." she answered hastily, and
watched while he pulled out cigar,
lit it, then after a pull or two, buried
himself in the Times.
The Englishman finished his paper,
smarting under a sense of injury at
having schoolgirl thus thrust upon
him, and yet somehow vaguely con-
scious of a decided attraction in the
half-seen profile. After all, she was
very pretty and evidently high spirited.
Putting down the paper he looked
frankly at her. The girl, sensitive to
his gaze, turned at once. paling a trifie.
Are you cold?" he asked Shall 1
close the Window"
She sprang further into the corner.
| 'No, o, no"
Would you like a book"
| NO, no. with a shiver He caught
| nd CT 20
You are cold" he declared, "let me
close the window"
The girl uttered a little cry and
slipped a small leather bag from her
wrist. Wrenching it open, she pulled
out pear-handled pistol, and with
shaking hand pointed it directly at
him.
"There!" she cried TREMENDOUSLY.
God Lord" calculated he, falling
back considerably startled. rs the
girl mad!"
Certainly not" with great indigna-
ton, following the trains every move
ment with the wavering pistol. But
you shall not kiss me-
kiss you, indeed" he repeated,
more and more amazed. DO you
think that I go around kissing strange
girls"
Why not" she retorted. "AIl men
do The man bit his lip.
Indeed. May I ask where you
picked up your views on mem"
i. THE nuns told me. OF course, this
only applies to European men," added
the girl proudly. mo American man
would ever take such a mean advan-
tage."
Point that pistol somewhere else,
please, l am glad that you have such
an exalted idea of your countrymen.
, But do you class Englishmen among
Europeans"
II don't know" doubtfully. my
mother has married an Englishman.
. But | hardly know him." said the girl
frankly. Since mother married a title
she doesn't seem to care much for me
any more" with a little sigh.
The Englishman looked interested.
She married a title, did she? And
you-careful of the point, please
would you marry title?"
She married only baronet," scorn-
fully. Il would never marry anything
under a duke"
Fancy! Have you met many
dukes?"
Il have never met any"
mo? Well, I expect you wouldn't
, care much for them. They're mostly
a poor lot. But, my dear child, YOU
VIII certainly hurt somebody with that
pistol If you are not careful. Let NE
reassure you on my own account at
ledSl' KNOW nOtnlng ABOUT other
mems tastes, but personally l never
care to kiss little girls"
, The girl flung back her head.
, Il am not a little girl" she ex-
! claimed defiantly. the angry tears OF
modification springing unbidden. 81
am 1S-that is, nearly 49,"
SO old! graVely. But it's young for
, me. You see, l am nearly 81 So YOU
may as well put that pistol down. II
is very unsafe to point a pistol at any
thing you wish to hit-for a woman
, Suppose you lay it on the cushion BY
your side. There it will be safe. vel
. handy"
t The girl scrutinized him sharply
l then flushed again.
You are laughing at me-" she said
suddenly. And I thought that YOU
: were gentleman" with an attempt al
dignified reproach.
Really. You took a strange wav r.
: show it. then. l took you for a little
: girl and ordered Peters to come to me
when the train stopped so. that 1 might
procure you some bonbons."
Il do not care for bonbons"
Mop regretfully. II see that I was
wrong. You are not little girl. You
| must be mere baby
The girls eyes blazed, and a swift
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