Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1907-05-09
BY ROBERT BARR.
-Are you quite surey, INQUIRED her

friend.
Certainly. Shouldn't / know?s
"He dances well, then?'
"Exquisitely."
s.Better than Jack Lamont?''
"Well, now you mention him, ! must
confess Jack danced very creditably."
81 didn't know but you might have
forgotten the prince
"No, l haven't exactly forgotten him,
butt do think he might have written
to me-
"Oh, that's it, is it? Did he ask your
permission to write?"
"Good gracious, no! We never talk
ed of writing. Old red sandstone, rath-
er, was our topic of conversation. Still
he might have acknowledged receipt of
the book"
"But the book was given to him in
return for the one he presented to
you"
"Yes, 1 suppose it was. hadn't
thought Of that
"Then again. Kate. Russian notions
regarding writing to young ladies may
differ from ours, OF he may have fallen
overheard or touched live wire.
"Yes, there are many possibilities"
murmured Katherine dreamily.
at seems rather strange that Mr..
Henderson should have time to come
up here in the middle of the week"
"Why is it stranger asked Kath-
crime. mfr. Henderson is not a clerk
bound down to Office hours. He's an
official high up in one of the big In
surance companies and gets simply
tremendous salary"
"Really? Does he talk as well as
Jack Lamont did?"
"He talks less like the Troy Tech
meal institute and more like the Home
Journal than poor Prince Jack did,
and, then, he has a much greater sense
of humor. When / told him that the
oath of an insurance man should be
bet your lifev he laughed. Now, Jack
would never have seen the point of
that. Anyhow, the hour is too late
and / am too sleepy to worry about
young men or jokes either. Good
nightp'
AeAt mornings mail brought Doro-
thy a bulky letter decorated with Eng
fish stamps. She locked the door, tore
open the envelope and found many
Eheets of thin paper bearing the head
ing of the BIuewater club, Pail Mall
Il am reminded of an old adage,"
she read, ito the effect that one should
never cross a bridge before arriving
at it. Since I babe goodby to you up
TO this very evening / have been plod-
ding over a bridge that didn't exist,
much to my own discomfort. You
were with me when received the mes
sage ordering me home to England,
and don't know whether or not ] sue
ceeded in suppressing all signs Of my
own perturbation, but we have in the
navy now man who does not hesitate
to oYerturn a court martial, and so
feared a reopening Of the Rock In the
Baltic question, which might have
meant the wrecking of my career. l
had quite made up my mind, If the
worst came to the worst, to go out
west and become a cowboy, but pas
senger with whom ! became acquaint-
ed on the Enthusiana informed me, to
my regret, that the cowboy is largely
being of the past, to be met with
only in the writings of Stewart Ed
ward White, Owen Wister and several
other famous men whom he named.
So you see went across the ocean
tolerably depressed, finding my present
occupation threatened and my future
uncertain.
when / arrived in London, took a
room at this club, of which have been
a member for some years, and reported
Immediately at the admiralty. But
there, in spite of all diligence on my
part, was quite unable to learn what
was wanted of me. OF course could
have gone to my uncle, who is in the
government, and perhaps he might
have enlightened me, although he has
nothing to do with the navy, but !
rather like to avoid Uncle Metgurne.
He brought me up since was small
boy and seems unnecessarily ashamed
of the result. 1t is his son who is the
attache in st. Petersburg that / spoke
to you about"
Dorothy ceased reading for mo-
ment.
"Metgurne, Metgurne," she said to
herself surely know that name"
She laid down the letter, pressed the
electric button and unlocked the door.
When the servant came, she said:
"Will you ask at the office If they
have any biographical book Of refer
ence relating to Great Britain and, II
so, please bring it to me?v
The servant appeared shortly after
with a red book which proved to be an
English who's Who dated two years
back. Turning the pages, she came to
Metgurne.
"Metgurne, twelfth Duke Of, created
1881, Herbert George Alan" Here fol
lowed a number Of other titles, the in
| formation that the son and heir was