Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-02-11

| den is an inventor, not an adventurer. You
| are confusing terms
Mrs. Russell knew she had reached the
] limit of Constantia'S forbearance, ana
| promptly became hysterical
After all the sacrifices l have made for
| YOU, she walled, you are a spoiled, I'M
reasonable, ungrateful girl! And Martina ma
| Talfourd is giving this house party for no
| other reason than to give Lord Burle1gh
| chance"
! Martha is very kind--to Lord Burleigh.
| Who suggested it to Martha?"
| We'll" weakly, her mother and both
| thought
Exactly Mrs. Sturdevant judges ever,
| other girl by Martha and you
| Il never thought l should be comp .led
| to listen to such abuse from YOU sob
| bling diligently.
| Shall l ring for Annette?' politely. Il
| think YOU ought to lie down.
Caroline Sturdevant would give half her
| fortune if this chance had come to
| Martha trying the ancient scheme of the
| tempter
Doubtless, but Martha is happy as she
| is; she might not be if Annette is COM
| ing, mamma; now take some of your quiet
| ing medicine and lie down for a HttlS
| while
/ "Where are you going?" ENORMOUSLY.
II promised Bobby to help him sail his
| beat"
do hurry back" fretfully. Lord Bur-
| leigh is likely to be around after he's had
| his nap"
! COnStdntia escaped INTO the outer ar WILL
| an excla nation of relief
The idea of a full-grown man taking a
| nap in the daytime impatently, losing all
! this beauty and gloryr'
Talfourd Terrace lay still and fair in the
| bright sunlight. the soft green of the lawns
| stretching away toward the rivera silvery
! thread that cleaned whitley between the
| trees on its way to the Thames.
Bobby SturdeVant was waiting for her at
the summer house
ut isn't much use going" he complained,
dolefully; Il couldn't get anything but this
old tub of an English boat. I've got a
beauty at home-a four master-but they
wouldn't let me bring it. You can't get
any American boats here. There is nothing
like American things. is there, Connie?'
Nothing, Bobby emphatically.
IF I'd only known" pursued Bobby. still
grumhling. as they made their way to the
river, eff I'd only known that Mr.. Borden
was coming over I'd asked him
Constantia clutched his arm frantically.
Bobby, what-whom are you talking
about?'
why Mr. Borden. Mr.. Harrington Bor-
den. Don't yank me so, Connie; you'll
make me drop this old tub, and then
Bobby, do you mean 1t? Is Mr.. Borden
really coming? What for? How do you
know? Wben?"
Great Scott! Connie, how can I answer
so many questions all at once?"
"Well. one at time, Bobby; tell me all
about it. I'll wait.
Il heard papa and Martha's husband talk
ing about it. They didn't tell me-though
think they might have-Tm twelve years
old. and might be told things, l guess. But
it's about an invention that Mr.. Bordens
got up, and papa has shares in 1T, and he
wants Mr.. Talfourd to take some. Papa
says there's millions in it. / used to see
Mr.. Borden lot in New York. and he's
Jim dandy! I'd cable him to bring
boat only he's already started Then we'd
have something worth sailing. This old
tub
"No,er MIND pohb,- che crfad e,oiI,-
we'll put an American captain in her"
She drew from her pocket six or seven
tiny dolls some in naval attire, at which
Bobby laughed gleefully
Connie he whispered confidentially,
that fat one looks just like Lord Bur
leigh. Connie threatenngly, don't you
marry that big lubber!'
'.Sh-sh-sh, Bobby looking cautiously