Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-02-04

Hold on a moment" said Winslow grim
ly; Il have mole on my shoulder You
haven't seen that yet
The most gorgeous of the three officials
turned politely. I'VE have seen enough
he said with bow.
That's about the only one Of my pos
sessions you haven't SEEN" retorted Wins
low who. for the past ten minutes, haa
been chatting under the close scrutiny TO
which his belongings had been subjected at
the frontier station of Majesteria. Don
you think you had better make a clean job
Of it?''
The gorgeous one looked puzzled. Tray
elers, especially Americans, did not often
come TO Majesteria, and there was some
thing in the cool tones Of this blond young
man that suggested that he was being
joked with.
Her serene hghness, the Princess So
phie, travels upon this train" he explained
with dignity. I'VE must, therefore. De
careful
why doesn't she get special then and
save US all this trouble?' demanded Wins
low.
"she goes incognito" offered the official
ingenuously, therefore 1t Is not neces-
sary.''
"A precious lot of incognito,' jeered
Winslow with you bleating her name
and title all over the place"
For moment the gold-laced one puz-
zled over this word 'bleating." He had
been placed in charge of the customs be-
cause Of his knowledge of languages. Du'
"bleating" was word wholly strange.
Still there was his prestige, with his IN
derlings to be maintained.
~ am not a 'bleaker, he denied with
dignity. The incognito is technical
Technical is an imposing word and had
it's due effect upon the subordinates, but
t-nI W
ing about WnslOws mouth, and he nus
tied them out.
Her serene highness occupies the ad-
joining compartments he said from the
doorway. In her own dominions she must
be carefully guarded. I hope that you get
all back
He looked down upon the seat Wherein
he had scattered the entire contents of a
suit case and travelling bag, and bowed
himself out.
With many middleton upon the Gus
toms ana the secret service, Winslow re-
stored his scattered possessions. Then ne
strclled out into the corridor. He was Gu
rfous TO see this high parsonage who could
cause one 50 much trouble.
The door of the adjoining compartment
was open, and, in passing, he glanced with
in with an elaborate assumption of care
lessHess. For a moment he stood stunned
If this We're her serene highness, she was
well worth protecting. In that moment
Winsl0w fOrgave the fussy customs officer.
blond and with a cane0-like profile outlin-
ed against the dark cushion against which
she leaned Winsl0w instantly realized
that this was the woman he would marry
or forever remain single.
They had told him that The women of the
royal families were seldom even passably
good looking. This princess was the fair
est woman upon whom his eyes had ever
rested.
A sudden Iuroh Of the train as it rounded
a curve threw him across the narrow cor
ridor and brought him to his senses before
his scrutiny Of the royal group had become
marked. He passed On up the corridor. his
mind filled with The memory Of that g1ori-
Gus face, and retaining bat q hazy recol-
lection Of III" other occupants OF The CON-
partme1t. There We're three Of tnem-a
pale, faded little body who chung 8dmiring-
" - the princess, q tall Old man, with
white mustachios, who was evidently u
soldier. ana a younger man VINO might have
been courtter.
lie slowly retracei his steps to lis COM