The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-06-23
Captains Double
By L1LL1As CAMPBELL DAVIDSON

to side with the last remnants of hope
delayed. Then his glance fell upon
the group and he fastened forward
with a smile.
Run to earth, sir! thought you'd
given me the slip entirely
''Why, how on earth was l to know
you were looking for me? l don't car
ry chain and collar, though Mrs.
Shuttlewaite appears to think I do.
ing. hate to keep horses in a wind
like this-it's cruelty to dumb beasts.
Come along, Miss Hamilton; come
along, my dear! You can get much
better tea in comfort by your own
fret" He hustled mis- wife along; Ur-
sula bowed farewell to the dark man
at her side and turned to follow them.
To her surprise he turned with her
and kept step beside her, blocking out
the approach of Winstanley.
Ten thousand pardons; but is not
that the officer they call Capt. Win
stanley? I am anxious to meet him
I have heard so much of him since
came to Southsea. Will you kindly in
troduce me? I shall be infinitely
obliged
There was nothing else to be done,
and no reason why she should hesi-
tate, yet Ursula felt once again that
faint recoil that disliked to have any
intercourse with him. She rebuke
herself for tit must be the mere IN
reasoning insular impulse Of prejudice
that did not take at first sight as kind
1y to any foreigner as to an English
man. There are some people gifted
with curious instinct-the natural,
half-pr1mitive instinct of the child or
the animal-that makes them trust
some people at sight an davoid others.
Ursula was one of these people, but
like most OF those who possess the
power, she was trif1e ashamed of the
intuitive judgment and blamed herself
for it as unkind.
She gave the asked-for Introduction,
and Winstanley, who also looked a lit
tie surprised, answered the baron's pO-
lite utterances in a trif1e of haste He
resented having his last few moments
with Ursula spoiled by any interloping
stranger, having already had to lose
so. many through Mrs. Shuttlewaite' s
anxiety for the health of her admiral,
1t was rather odd for a man to seize
on a girl for an introduction in such
a way-but all foreigners were odd.
There is that in the minds of all Eng
lishmen that covers with the cloak of
rather plying extenuation any barbar-
ity on the part of a non-countryman.
tt is only the way of all foreigners
they can't help being queer. He nod
ded to the baron's elaborate bow and
muttered that it was exceedingly kind
of him, in answer to the gushing effu-
sion of his pleasure at meeting some
one of whom he had heard so many
good things. Then he politely but firm
ly supplanted him at the side of Miss
Hamilton and bore that young woman
in triumph alone down the wide stair
case.
"How did you know the man? You
were asking me who he was just
now!"
"Yes, l know; hush! The admiral
has just introduced him. He and Mrs.
Shuttlewaite know some Italian
friends of his. He is coming out to
shoot next Tuesday; I heard the adj
miral ask him.
$50 am I-shoot and sleep. I was
asked over to Bishop Waltham's for
the same day, hut I promptly declined
it when this invitation came"
"How wrong of you to throw any
body over.'
'I'd throw over an invitation to dine
at Osborne with the same induce.
ment" His ardent gaze made her own
fall before it. Her heart gave pleas:
ed little flutter; but she. still tried to
look grave.
"You will get a reputation for break.
ing engagements! Your friends will
be afraid to trust you"
"Not my friends. Not the ones for
whom I throw the rest over. They will
know that 7 can't do otherwise"
He had sunk his voice again to that
tender whisper to which, at this. stage
ia mans interest in woman, his
tones naturally descend. Once more
glancing over her shoulder, Ursula
saw the baron's. thinly veiled eager
ness to catch what they were saying
as he followed close at hand. It was
extraordinary why their conversations
with each other; should 50 seem to ex
cite his desire to: share: them. =.
Come along, my. dear, com come q along: =: :
It was: the admiral whozwas has M stening
her. He had put his liege*lady in the
carriage, and was fussing BY Its side
''The horses don't like standing and
cant blame them. IT, YOU go y that;
rignt. Cant give YOU = ift,. suppose
Eeh, EWinstanley5??s> s > Not going our#Way q