The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-03-04

place.
We will come here to mass on Sun
day" said Basil. II shall not go to tho
English Church at all. never do abroad,
ana the vicar agrees with me. You SEQ
one belongs to the Catholic Church in
England. In France ono belongs to 1t,
100. The Protestant Church, as they
cal 1t, with sn English clergyman, 49,,
OF course, Dissenting Church here"
i see your point" said Helena, though
| don't know that quite agree with 1t.
But have never been to n Roman
catholic Church in England. and / want
70 see some of the services. Bowling down
In the House OF Rlmmon.' Mr.. Philemon
would call 1t at Walktown."
They turned down narrow street OF
quiet houses, and came out on to the
Plase. There were a good many people
walking up and down the great prome-
f'ade from the Casino to the harbor
mouth. An air OF fulness and prosperity
floated round the magnificent hotels
which faced the sea.
1t was O spring season, owing to the
unusual mildness of the weather, and
Dieppe was full OF people, The Casino
was opened temporarily after the long
sleep of the winter. and company WAS
performing there. having come on from
the theatre at Rouen.
What n curious change from the
churches and market pleoe." said Helena.
This is tremendously smart and fashion,
able. How well-dressed every ono is.
Look at that red-haired woman with the
furs. This Is being quite in the world
again.
They began a steady walk towards tho
pier and lighthouse. The wind was fresh.
though not troublesome. and at five
o'clock, the sun, low In tho sky, was still
bright, and could give his animation to
the picture.
The two young people amused them
selves by speculations about the varied
types of people who passed and repassed
them. Gortre wore suit OF very dark
gray, with short coat and an ordinary
tweed cap-his holiday suit. he called IT.
and, except for his clerical collar. there
was little 10 chow his calling. He was
pleased, with a humorous sense OF pro-
prietorship. kind OF vicarious vanity,
TO notice the attention and admiration
excited by the beautiful English girl at
his side.
Helena Byars held her own among the
cosmopolitan crowd of women who walk
ed on the PLACE. Her beauty was Saxon.
very English, and not OF type that Is
always appreciated to its full value on
the Continent but II shone the more
from Latin contrasts, and could not es-
cape remark.
Every now and again they turned at
distances OF quarter OF mile or so,
and during the recurrence of their beat
they began to notice person whom they
met several times, coming and going.
He was an enormously big man, broad
and tall. dressed expensiyely and with
care. His size alone was sufficient to
mark him out OF the usual, hut his per-
sonality seemed 10 them no less arrest
ing and strange.
His large. smooth face was TAT,
the eyes small and brilliant with
heavy pouches under them. His
whole manner was trifle florid and
Georgian. Basil said that he seemed TO
belong to the Prince Regents period in
some subtle way. II can imagine him on
the lawns at Brighton or dining in the
Pavilion" he said. What a sensual, EVIL
face the man has! or course. 1t may
mean nothing. though. The Bishop OF
-, one of the saints OF the time, whose
work on the Gospels is the most wonder
ful thing ever done in the way of Chris
tan apologetics. has face like one of
the Erotesque devils carved on the roof
OF Notre Dame or Lincoln Cathedral
But this man seems by his face to have
no soul. One can't feel 1t is there. as one
does. thank God. with most people
But what an intellect such a man must
have, Look at him now. Look at the
shape of his head. And besides. you can
see 1t In his face. despite its sensuality
and materialism. He must be some dis
tlngulshed person. / seem to remember
pictures of him. just lately. too In tho
illustrated papers. only 1 can't get Il
name to them. I'm certain he's English,
and some one of Importance.
The big man passed them again with a
quiet and swift glance of appreciation for
Helena. He seemed lonely. Basil and
Helena realized that he would have well
coined a chance word of greeting, some
overture of friendship, which is not so
impossible between English people abroad
even in adjacent. Deppe-as in our own
country.
But neither of them responded to the
unspoken wish they felt in the stranger
They were quite happy with each other,
and presently they saw him light n cigar
and turn into one of the great hotels.
They discussed the man for n few
minutes-he had made an odd impression
on them by his personality. and then
found that It was time for the rendez-
vous at the Cafe des TribuneauS
By this time dusk was falling and the
sea moaned with a certain melancholy.
But the town began to be brilliant with
electric lights. and the florid Moorish
building of the Casino was jeweled every
where.
They turned away to the left. leaving
the sea behind them, and, passing through
a narrow street by the government to-
bacco factory, came into the town again.
and, after a short walk, to the cafe.
The place was bright and animated
lights. mirrors and gliding, the stir and
movement of tho pavement combined to
make a novel and attractive picture for
the English girl. The night was not cold,
and they sat under the awning at little
round table watching the merry groups
with interest. In a few minutes after their
arrival they saw Spence and the vicar,
now quite restored and we'll, coming to-
wards them. They had forborne to order
anything before the arrival of their COM
panions
The Journalist took them under his wing
at once. It amused him to be a cicerone
to help them to a feeling of being at
home. Gortre and Mr. Byars had been in
Switzerland, and the latter at Rome on
one occasion. but under the wing of
bishops son. who made his livelihood