The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-28

he is only the skipper of the vessel as
| he inspects with careful eye the yacht 5
course and sees that there is a sharp
| lookout kept forward
The next day the sun again rises
bright over the Mediterranean. The
felucca is never sighted. Monsieur
| Leboeuf serves meals fit for a fairy
princess in the salon. and Enid and
/ Barnes have such apetites the cook is
delighted. In their happiness, even
Marina seems TO have regained her
confidence. If not, she Stimulates it
very well. Perhaps she is stimulated
/ to this. because, acting under Barnes
advice Edwin has again questioned
| her as TO the letter that had caused
her to faint in the Marseilles railroad
| depot.
The consequence is that few days
| later the Seagull, under the name of
the Wildfowl, drops her anchor in the
little bay at Villefranche, coming in,
not like a sprightly yacht, but like
| slow, numbering. carelessly sailed and
| inadeuuately handled merchant craft.
| 1t is now early evening. Mr.. Barnes
| immediate object is to discover the
villa that Lady Chartris has rented
and occupied Before he left Mar
settles, he had asked that lady to dec
crate her cottage with a French flag.
| This would create less comment than
| an English one. and the American
wanted some signal by which it could
be easily and directly distinguished.
Barnes places his marine glass on
! the little town of Villefranche, nestled
under the forests of Mont Boron and
| snuggled in between the head of the
bay and the naval station. On the
latter floats the banner of France, but
on none of it's outlying villas can he
see the signal he had suggested.
| To avoid the curiosity of passing
| boats, Edwin has anchored near the
Beaulieu side of the bay. Upon this
Barnes now directs his glass. Look
| ing it over, the American thinks it will
| be much more probably the location
of Lady Chartris, as it has a number
of pretty little villas. nestled among
olive. almond and orange trees, a good
many of them having water frontage
and several being possessed of boat
| landings, as he suggested. But on
none of them floats the flag of France.
He is almost putting his glass aside
preparatory to a journey on shore to
determine the location of Lady Char
| iris when he suddenly exclaims: Hang
that Maud"
''Maudr' cried Edwin, who has been
busy in making the vessel shipshape
rs she above the hOriZOn?'
Very much" laughs Barnes. NO
tice that overgrown girl romping with
the bid dog and waving the French
flag at him. That flag, 1 imagine, was
to have been our signal" Then he in
spects the villa carefully and is pleased
to see that a good solid brick wall
of sufficient height to exclude any but
very energetic intruders surrounds it's
pretty garden. Backed as it is toward
the sea by the wooded promontory of
he oirIx-
large, seems quite retired: good
many fig and several orange trees both
in blossom and i'm fruit, as well as the
Oleander and arbutus. keep it from the
observation of the neighboring lanes
Only on the water side are its lawns
open to view. and this portion of the
quiet bay appears at present devoid of
boats.
A light flight of stone steps that en-
ter the water and a tasty little float
ing wooden landing stage indicate the
former owner of the villa had been
aquatic,
That's just the place to put the
ladies on shore as soon as it's dark"
remarks Edwin, for the two young men
/ had concluded il would be best to
make their entry into Villefranche
very quietly.
VERY well, order the cutter away"
says Barnes, and I'll get ashore and
see that everything's all right"
As his foot is on the side ladder, a
blushing but radiant young lady steps
to him from the salon and whispers
bashfully: 1T is tomorrow evening"
Though the atrociOus threat against
his wife is still on his breast Barnes
says no word to dsSaude her; the
9races of her figure and the loneliness
of her face make him want her so.
In a few minutes the American is
at the little landing stage. As he runs
up the stone steps, Maud's bright eyes
light upon him. The girl stops her
rOmping with the big dog, commands:
Down, Marouchei" and crying,
York. I thought you were in LondOnr"
flies down to him with additional ex-
carnations of surprise and delight
Miss Chartris' face is alight with ex-
cited joy. Here is her customer that
she had thought lost. come back to buy
for many bOnbOns the last quarter of
that Marina letter.
Where is your mother, Maud?" re-
marks Burton pleasantly, as the girl
snuggles one of her rather soiled hands
into his.
"Oh, mamma is in high form. She's
in the house, there. She's so blessed
easy, l think I'm going to have A step
papa" answers Miss ChaTtriS, gaily
'Ah, Won BulOw," remarks Barnes,
sententiously.
Perhaps. But mamma has other ad-
miTeTs now" returns Maud, roguiShly
initiating the arrogance with which
her widowed mother would make this
announcement.
This news is not at all satisfactory
TO Mr.. Barnes. The more followers
Lady ChartTis has lounging about, the
less will be the retirement of the villa.
Very well, run off and play, Maud;
I'll see you little later" he remarks,
glumly.
They are entering the ample por-
ticO of the house.
Did you bring marrons glaces with
ycu?"
mo, but if you're a good little girl,
there are marrons glaces in Nice. You
remember the first l bought for you,
the time ] met" Barnes eyes glow
at the happy memory.
Enid and me in the carriage on the
Promenade des Anglais, and / told you
about the other one. Come out after
you've seen her, and I'll tell you about
mammals other one-if she's too BASH
full" laughs Maud, and goes to romp-
ing again with Marouche, who has fol-