Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-20

discovery. There are certain exulta-
 tions which are inexplicable. As he
 turned away from the desk, he bumped
 into 2 gentleman almost as elegant ly attired as himself.
 "I beg your pardon!" he cried, step
 ping aside
 What? MT. Warburton?"
 MT. Robert, greatly surprised and
 confused, found himself shaking hands
 with his ship acquaintance, the Rus
 sian.
 T am very glad to see you again,
 Count" said Warburton, recovering.
 "A great pleasure! It is wonderful
 how small city is. had never ex- pect' to see you again. Are you stop ping here? :" had intended to try to reproduce the Russians dialect, but one dialect in book is enough; and we haven't reached the period of its activity.
 "No, I am at the Waldorf"
 "Eh? I have heard all about you millionaires.'
 "Oh, we are not all of us million aires who stop there." laughed War burton. There are some of us who try to make others believe that we are" Then. dropping into passable French, he added: q came here to- night with the purpose of dining. Will you do me the honor of sharing my table?'
 You speak French?"- delighted Tt is wonderful This English has so many words that mean so many things. that of all languages speak it with the least fluency. But it is my deep regret, Monsieur, to refuse your kind invitation. am dining with friends. "
 Well, then, breakfast tomorrow at 11,' Warburton urged, for he had taken a fancy to this affable Russian.
 Alas! See how am placed. am forced to leave for Washington early in the morning. We poor diplomats, we earn our honors. But my business is purely personal in this case, neither political nor diplomatic" The count drew his gloves thoughtfully through his fingers. ''I shall of course pay my respects to my ambassador Do I recollect your saying that. you be- longed to the United States army?"
 "I recently resigned. My post was in wild country, with little or noth- ihg to do; monotony and routine"
 "You limp slightly"
 "A trifling mishap, p,"-modestly.
 "Eh. you do wrong. You may soon be at war with England, and having resigned your commission, you would lose all you had waited these years for"
 Warburton smiled. We shall not 1 go to war with England"
 "This army of yours is small"
 "Well, yes: but made of pretty good material-dghting machines with brains.'"'.
 ,1 Hal The count laughed softly. Bah! how I detest all these cars and ships! Will you believe me, I had rather my little chateau. my vineyard, and my wheat fields, than all the or iers. Eh. we'll, my country: there must be some magic in that phrase Of all loves, that of country Is the most lasting. Is that Balzac? [ do not recall. Only once in cen- Jury do We find a man who is willing .o betray his country, and even then he may have for his purpose neith- ,r hate. revenge. nor love of power" A peculiar gravity sat on his mobile ace, caused perhaps, by some disagree lble inward thought.
 "How long shall you be in Washing on?' asked Warburton.
 The count shrugged. "Who can ay?"
 q go to Washington myself within ] few days" st. |,
 "Till we meet again. then. Mon- ieur."
 The count lifted his hat, courtesy which was gracefully acknowledged by he American: while the clerks at the Iesk eyed with tolerant amusement hese polite but rather unfamiliar cer- monies of departure. These foreign ITS were odd duffers.
 "A very decent chap" unused War 'urton, land mighty shrewd hand It poker-for a foreigner. He is going 0 Washington: we shall meet again.
 wonder if she's in the restaurant low."
 Mir. Roberts appetite, for a healthy oung man, was strangely incurious. Ie searched the menu from top to ottom, and then from bottom to top; othing excited his palate. Whenever ersons entered, he would glance up agerly, only to feel his heart sink 'wer and lower. I don't know how iany times he was disappointed. The after ahemmed politely. warburton, I order to have an excuse to remain, length hit upon a partridge and a int of Chablis. Nine o'clock. Was it possible that le colonel and his daughter were din- lg in their rooms? Perish the possi- ility! And he looked in vain for the punt A quarter-past nine Mir. Rob- rt's anxiety was becoming almost un- ndurable. Nine-thirty. He was about surrender in despair. His partridge " smoking on his plate, and he was n the point of demolishing it. when. eholdi they came. The colonel en- .red first then his daughter. her and on-the-arm -of-the-counti Farburton never fully described to ie his feelings at that moment. but. moving him as do. I can put to- ether a very respectable picture of the