Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-09-01

transferred at once to fairyland.
these Brewster had grown to expect,
and he was learning to carry things
with high hand. The travellers had
been preceded by Berier, and the
greeting they received from the stew
| ard of the estate and his innumerable
assistants was very Italian and full Of
color. A break in their monotony was
welcome.
The loneliness of the villa and it's
grounds which sloped down to the
gentle lake, silenced criticism. For u
time it was supremely satisfying to do
nothing Pettingill wandered about
as though he could not believe it was
mosphere of ecstasy. To the others,
who took it more calmly, it was still
a sort of paradise. Those who were
happy found In 1t an intensifcation Of
happiness, and to those who were sad
n offered the tenderest opportunities
for melancholy. Mrs. Dan told Brew
ster that only poet could have had
this inspiration. And Peggy added:
Anything after this would be an an
ticlimax Really, Monty, you would
better take us home"
II feel like the boy who was shut in
closet for punishment and found it
the place where they kept the jam"
said Subway 1T is almost as good
as owning Central park"
The stables were well equipped, and
the days wore on in wonderful
peace. 1t was on radiant afternoon,
when twelve Of the crowd had started
out after tea for long ride toward
I.ugano, that Monty determined to call
Peggy Gray to account He was GER
tain that she had deliberately avoided
him for days and weeks, and he could
find no reason for It, Hour after hour
he had lain awake wondering where
he had failed her, but the conclusion
Of one moment was rejected the next.
The Monte Carlo episode seemed the
most plausible cause, yet even before
that he had noticed that whenever lie
approached her she managed to be
talking with some one else. Two or
three times he was sure she had seen
his intention before she took refuge
with Mrs. Dan or Mary Valentine or
Pettingill The thought Of the last
name gave Monty a sudden thrill.
What if it were he who had come be-
tween them? 1t troubled him, but
there were moments when the idea
seemed impossible. AS they mounted
and started off the exhilaration of the
ride made him hopeful. They were to
have dinner in the open air III the
shadow of an abbey ruin some miles
away, and the servants had been sent
ahead to prepare it. 1t went well, and
with Mrs Dams help the dinner was
made gayl On. the return Monty, who
was off last, spurred up his horse to
join Peggy. She seemed eager to be
with the rest, and he lost no time with
preamble.
"Do you know, Peggy" he began,
Something seems to be wrong, and I
am wondering what it is"
.Why, what do you mean, MontyY
as he paused.
EVERY time / come near you, child,
you seem to have something else to do.
II join the group you are in it is the
signal for you to break away"
Nonsense, Monty! Why should I
avoid you? We have known one an
other much too long for that" But he
thought he detected some contradiction
in her eyes, and he was right. The girl
was afraid If him afraid Of the aenRa-
tons he awoke, afraid desperately of
betrayal.
"Pettingill may appeal to you" he
said, and his voice was serious, "but