Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-01-27

mention of it. and she dreaded what might
| happen should the two men come together
| a second time.
| She looked at the time table: there was
no train that would help her If she wanted
| to get to Liverpool before the Secondee
| sailed, it must be by car. So once more she
| sat herself in the seat of government
| The road held through Lancaster to Pres
| ton, and outside towns and villages she
| crashed along often at a fifty-mie gait ir
her fear at being too late. And then came
| the black cotton towns of Lancashire with
| their slatternly women and shrill-voiced
| children scrambling over the streets. She
| had to slow to crawl through these, and
| even then the tires skated dangerously over
| the greasy streets. But speed triumphed
| over time and distance in the end. She
| swung at rafting gait into Liverpool
suburb. and for the third time had her
| number taken by an indignant policeman.
| and thereafter solved to a dgnified crawl.
| She glanced at her watch. With care now,
| and If no mishap blocked her progress. she
would be on the landing stage before the
| mail-boat threw of her ropes.
| Luck and good nerve aided her bravely
now. She wormed her way rapidly through
| the increasing traffic of the Liverpool
streets. and came to the landing stage en-
| trance.
She patted her car and gave 1t word of
gratitude. A cabman took charge, and with
| him also she left motor wells. coat and
gloves. and walked down onto the landing
stage fully conscious of neat hair per-
feet frock. and the Paris hat. Carter was
standing glOOmiy at the bOOkstall. with a
chin that looked more logged and hair that
"Ah." she said lightly, fancy meeting
you here. Weren't you going by last weeks
boat?'
NO" he said heavily. this"
Have you paid for your passage?'
Yes, of course. Why2'
Because I'm afraid you will waste IT.
"You had no cable from Las Palmas dur
ing the last two days?" -
mo. Have you? What are you driving
at?" There was something so pathetic in
his brown eyes that she had not the heart
to drag out her explanation any further.
She pulled a letter from her pocket, marked
place with her thumb and showed it to
He put a heavy hand down on the book
stall and stirred the papers into little heaps.
my God! Laura married. Married! Let
me think what this means!
A very indignant bookstall keeper began
to make remarks, but Kate said. Thank
you. Those are the ones want. Please tie
them up for me. Here's sovereign" And
thep she put a hand on Carriers arm and
led him outside the crowd.
WELL" she said, have you decided yet
IL you are entirely broken-hearted?"
He thought a minute. and then said he. 81
think my people will be glad when they
hear"
Kate blushed rosy pink. "They are both
very fond OF me-" she observed.
That" said Carter. '.is what / was
thinking about. Kitty. darling. there Isn't a
girl In all Africa. Europe or America. who
has been loved as dearly as I've loved you.
But couldn't marry you. 'could /. till the
way was cleared. Now, could There. let's
get out of this crowd, and hire cab. ana p
drive to the north pole. somewhere We
can be alone to talk all this out It's won
derful." H
but what about your baggage?"
"Oh. bother the baggage. White Mans
Trouble has 1t somewhere. and he'll lump
overheard IL he finds I'm not ON the ship.
There's no shaking off that boy. Kitty DEAR
so I'm afraid you'll have to take him along
with me when you cease TO be Kitty
O'Nein." ,49-..q .4F'ri
George do you know I've got a great Sc
cret for You. I'm not Kitty O'Neiii at all.
I'm Kitty Meredith"
"As point of fact gathered that from
your father. From what old Cappie Image
told me. Major Smith,, as he calls him,
will be home In time to give you away on
your wedding day. But shouldn't trouble
to call yourself Kate Meredith, IL I were ,
you, sweetheart. When you do practice a
new signature let 1t be Kitty Carter.
Kate blushed again most divfneiy. AS
the deepest of secrets. let me tell you that
1 can write II quite wei already. though
have been desperately afraid should rager
have the luck to use It.
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