Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1904-04-15

chocolate house uOT TOut uoT uIullli Is
chew Vauxhall, Richmond and the play
house or any likely place where bucks
gather, for. trust me, sir, an you do
meet Sir Percy. there III be the deuce to
pay, and his blades his obedient slave"
Poor Peg! She has not only to pro
tect Percy Of his life. but, as before. to
prevent any discovery Of her usurpa-
ton Of the little baronet's name.
Course him! l fear him not" re-
spends this one, his itching fingers
twisting about the empty purse in his
pocket.
But of her ladyship, Sir CODE
tween?" adds he presently as they
emerge upon the broader and better
lighted road. "'Pon my life. but to SC
find myself the hero Of a romantic pas
sion with the lady secluded In mys-
terry, a nobleman thirsting for my blood
q nameless gentleman playing Mercury
betwixt me and my fair. tits amazing
sir, prOligious amazing" Sir Robin
struts and takes snuff very comfOrta-
bly, since he has got out Of very dan
gerOus environment.
Pegs soul sickens within her as she
listens to him.
Tell me now, how fares she"
"Not SO WELL" answers she.
you've seen herT
mot l."
"Are like tor"
mo, sir"
'::You can convey messages to her by
some fond way she's planned to get
her news Of me, eh?"
II can, Sir Robin"
"Sir, whoever you are. for PHYS sake
tell me where is shew
mot far, sir"
Cad, sir, to touch her hand. her
cheek! You're In her sure confidence
She does favor me? She will not give
me hopes. sir, to turn around and break
my heart by marrying of another?"
Lady Peggy III never marry any
man, Sir Robin, I'm Of the opinion, 60
I'd not give that for your chancesw an.
swers she.
Think you she ever cared for Sir
PercyT asks he.
''Sir, who can fathom a woman's
heart? IT'S deeper than the sea-so
deep, methinks, Outlines she herself
holds not that plummet than can sound
1t. Sir Robin, I take my leave Of YOU"
"HOld, hold, sir; not SO fast! Where
next may encounter your
THAT must be as her ladyship says"
answers Peggy. "Your inns In PIN.
Hoop
Eyes, the Pulled Hen; not far OF
Dattersea bridge"
Farewell, sir, and look you keep
close indoors and risk no quarrel with
Sir Percy de Bohun."
Farewell, sir" watching her lady.
ship turn down the street rs he turns
up. "Gad's life! Twas well he hap.
pened when he did and not earlier to
eavesdrop my bargain with the wharf
rats! 'Sdeath: Risk no quarrel with
Sir Percy! Not SO long as there's
guineas left to buy cOrpses within
And the little gentleman trots over to
Pimlico, tolerably well pleased with
his evenings work. there, however, to
be greeted with the reading Of more
newspapers. including that one which
had earlier in the day SO entertained
Beau Brummel and his familiars.
Not for moment did the baronet
mistrust or have a suspicion other than
that his fame had caused him to be
made the subject Of such q pack OF
pretty stories as was then the custom
Of the press. as now. regarding any
gentleman Of position and gallantry
Sir Robins vanity easily swallowed
the dose, and he even slapped his thigh
and laughed his little dice-rattle laugh
a. he reflected how safe he really waa
with never a challenge or a brawl t.
his cowardly credit since he got his
first Jogging at Elton.
He actually mouthed over his pro
Spective wooing and assured winning Of
Lady Peggy and felt a calm satisfac
ton in the knowledge that the one
rival he feared would 50 soon be be.
yond the reach Of ladies' smiles OF
tears. No Qualms came to disturb his
genial enjoyment of purposed assas.
stnation. In those days to kill waa
nearer mems tempers than It is today
Twas with BLACKBOARD and man OF
honor alike the first redress for even
the pettiest sort of dispute; with ths
difference Of method only that the gal
liant blade fought out his quarrel or
the open field, while the craven bought
hireling's dagger to do 1t in the dark
Meantime my lady, by as direct 9
route as she can fathom out of the laby.
rhth Of her Ignorance and her distract
ed state Of mind, makes back to Peters
Court with her parcel of duds still I'm.
der her arm.
she enters, mounts the staircase
seeks her room. closes the door and
sits down.
Ills now not to be doubted" she
says to herself, but that the DEVILS
mt the helm Of my ship and that am
10 be a man for the rest Of my life.
Sheath! as dad says. Ill stop over till
Sunday nights DER past, and as surely
as my names Peggy Burgoyne I'll foil
that little dastardly groat Of a baro-
nets plot to murder him that 1 once
Loved: Bah" cries she half aloud.
WHAT'S the use Of mincing matters
mats true! Him that love! Even IL
mes dying for Lady Diana and going to
De her husband instead of minel Con
sents! murmurs she. fiinging herself
on the bed in flood of tempestuous
tears.
In vain regretting she now too fully
realized that her own willful words.
her Jealousy. her falsehoods, her de.
cel1s' were the sole causes for Sir