Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-08-03

news that she and her aunt had been round
the town In a cab to the sites con-
nected with the Maid, but that she had
found 1t very difficult to picture things as
thew were SO moderniZed is the town.
The morning we left Orleans was ex-
ouisite. The car went we'll; the magnificent
Loire was Drumming from bank to BANK,
and not meandering among "a o'sH ~ ing
year; the wide green landscape shone
through glitter of sunshine; ana
here and there In the blue sky foated
a mass of tumbled white cloud. Our little
Marty at first was silent. I think the
bear ty of the scene Influenced us all, even
Aunt Mary; and the drumming OF the
motor formed a monotonous undercufreht
to our thoughts. - l.,
mia eton-seated, and for me in front to talk
comfortably to any lady beMnd is not
easy In driving one can't take ones at
tention much off the road, so MISS Moliy
has to lean forward and shout over my
shoulder curious and delightful KIND OF
understanding is growing up between us
You know that the history of this part OF
France Is fairly familiar to me, and I've
already done the castles twice before.
What I've forgotten I've studied up In the
evenings so as to be indispensable to MISS
Randolph At first she spoke to me very
little only a kind word now and then, such
as one throws to a servant. But l could
hear much of what she said to her aunt,
and her comments on things in general
were sprightly and original. She had ev-
identity read GOOD deal looked at .nin a1s
court history of France her own quaint
point of view. Her enthusiasm was ever
ready-bubbling but never gushing, and
ca eerly kept an ear to the windward not
IN miss the murmur of the geographical
and historical fountain behind my back
AUNT Mary" on the contrary, has
vague and ordinary mind, being more In
terested IN what she is going to have for
luncheon than in what she Is going to see.
The girl therefore, Is rather thrown back
upon herself. 1 burned to join IN the talk,
vet I dared not step out OF the character
had assumed AS 1t turned out, fortune
was waiting to befriend me.
We were bowling along through Meung,
when suddenly spied on the other side OF
the river the square and heavy mass OF
Notre Dame de Clery, and almost without
thinking pointed it out to Miss Randolph.
..1rhere is Clery," 1 said, where Louis the
Eleventh is buried. You remember, in
Quentin Durward? me church Is worth
side OF the river" Then l stopped rather
confused, fearing had given myself away.
There was a moments astonished silence,
and was afraid MISS e haneo Jpn would see
"Why Brown she cried, leaning for
ward over my shoulder, you know these
things: you've read hfstory?"
ooh yes nfiss'!I said. I've read q bit
here and there. such books as 1 could get
hold of. / was always interested in his
tory and architecture, and that sort of
thing. Besides" went on. hastily. 1--WE
Travelled this road before with a gentleman
who knows a coed deal about this part of
I don't think that was disingenuous. was
it?-for I hope I've 2 right to call myself
.fIow lucky forausH cried Miss Randolph,
and I heard her consratuIating herself to
her aunt. because they had got hold Of a
cicerone and chauffeur in one After that
now She seems to show kind of wonder
Ing interest in testing the amount Of my
knowledge, which T, take care to clothe in
common words and not to show too much.
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