Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-07-26

He smiled.
 "She wanted me to sit at her table, he remarked.
 Mile. Flossie looked at him warning ly and dropped her voice.
 Better be carefulw she whispered "They say she's spy"
 "On my track very likely" he de clared, with grin.
 She threw herself back in her seat and laughed.
 "Conceited, Why should anyone want to be on your track? Come and see me dance at the Comique tomorrow night. ''
 Can't" he declared My sisters coming over from England"
 Stupid"
 "Oh, I'll come one night" he de clared. "Order some coffee, won't you: : And what liqueurs?"
 "I'll go and fetch my friends" she declared, rising Well all have coffee together"
 "Who are they?" he asked
 She pointed to little group down the room, two men and a woman. The men were French, one middle aged and one young, dark, immaculate and with the slightly bored air affected by the young Frenchmen of fashion. The wo- man was strlkingly handsome and magnificently dressed. They were quite the most distinguished looking people in the room.
 If you think they'll come," he re- marked doubtfqlly. Aren't we rather comfortable as we are?'
 She made her way between the ta- bles.
 "Oh, they'll come" she declared. "They're pals"
 She fioated down the room with a cigarette in her mouth, very graceful in her airy muslin skirts and large hat. Guy followed her admiringly with his eyes. The Yiennese lady suddenly tore off corner of her menu and scrib- bled something quickly. She passed 1t over to Guy.
 Read! she Sald lmperaINely.
 He nodded and opened it.
 "Prenez garde." he said slowly; then he looked at her and shook his head. She was making signs to him to de- stroy her message. and he at once did so.
 Don't understand" he said Sorry"
 Mile. Flossie was laughing and talk ing with her friends. Presently they rose and came across the room with her. Guy stood up and bowed. The lntroductions were informal. but he felt his insular prejudices little shat tered by the delightful ease with which these two Frenchmen accepted the sit uation. Their breeding was as obvi- ous as their bonhomie. The table was speedily rearranged to find places for them all.
 "Your friends will take coffee with me, mademoiselle." Guy said. Do be hostess. please. My attempts at French will only amuse everybody"
 The elder of the two Frenchmen. whom the waiter addressed as NJ. le Baron and every one else as Louis. held up his hand.
 With pleasure" he declared, "later on. Just now it Is too early. We will celebrate rententc cordiale. Garcon, a magnum Of ponmery. un neu frape. know you VII forgive the liberty" he said. smiling at Guy. This bottle Is vowed. Flossie has smiled for the first time for three evenings"
 She threw . paper fan at him and sat down again by Guy.
 "Do tell him the story you told me" she whispered in hIs ear. Louis. lis- ten"
 Guy retold his story. NJ. le Baron listened intently. So dld the lady who had accompanied him. Guy felt that he told 1t very well, but for the second time he omitted all mention of that sheet of paper which had come Into his possession. N. le Baron was obviously much interested.
 You are quite sure-of the two men?" he asked quietly.
 "Quiter' Guy answered confidently "0ne vas
 Flossie's friend-dropped a wineglass. NJ. le BaroI raised his hand.
 "No names" he said. "It Is better not. We understand. X most inter esting adventure. NJ. Poynton. and-to your healthr'
 The wine was good. and the fun of the place itself went almost to the head. Always there were newcomers who passed down the room amid a ,horus of greetings. always the gayest ,f music. Then. amid cheers. Flossie md another friend whom she called from a distant table danced a cake very gracefully and with ! marvellous display of rainbow skirts. She came back breathleSs and threw herself down by Guys side.
 "Give me some more wine." she pant sd. How close the place is-'
 The younger Frenchman. who had .carcely spoken. leaned over.
 An ideal" be exclaimed. "Nfy au- omohile Is outside. I will drive you Ill round the city. NJ. Poynton shall lee Paris undressed Afterward we Sill % to Louis rooms and make his nan cook us a deieuner AngIaiser' Flossie stood up and laughed.
 Who'll lend me a coatT- she cried. I've nothing but lace mantle.- -Pfenty of Frehchmen in the carr he young Frenchman cried Are we Ill agree,If Good. Garcon, Faddi- ionaiE-