The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1907-08-28
P I.
Continued.

You are no longer on active SER
vice."
mo, in a sense, no. Life is always
more or less a battle; but for the
present the bugles sing truce, and l
am enjoying w~ell-earned rest in the
society of my daughter and only
child, to whom l shall be" delighted
to introduce an esteemed comrade,
if: you will allow me to say So"
You are very good! I shall be
happy to make the young lady's &C
Quaintance."
And yourself, sir? I fancy you
have been looking up too, there's an
air of success, of solid responsibility,
eh? worthy of a churchwarden, about
you!"
Eyes, I may say I an now a sober
citizens of famous London
81 believe you, and l am right glad
to hear it. 1 shall yet salute you as
Lord Mayor of London. Turn again
Wilmington hey? Where do you put
up? I'll call and get you to fix a day
to dine with US, but for the present
l must bid you good-morning, for I
promised to meet my daughter at the
flower market, and I never keep her
waiting. Eth! by Jove, here she is"
Struck by the sudden Joyous light
ing up and softening of his ~interlocu-
tors eyes, Glynn turned to see the
cause, and found himself face to face
with the beauty of Auteuil.
Seldom had he been so surprised,
and it must be confessed checked, as
when he saw this charming ideal
creature smile back affectionately to
the rowdy-looking nomad who
claimed her as his child, whom he
remembered as one of an adventurous
gang, ready alike with dice-box or re-
volver, barely ten years ago.
II thought you had forgotten me-"
she said, Slipping her hand through
his arm.
Forgotten you? No, faith! you
must blame my friend here. if I am
q trife late. This is an old acquaint-
ance, my dear; we have faced death
together more than once; and a bet
ter, pluckier comrade no man need
wish for. Mr.. Glynn-Miss Lam
bert"
Glynn raised his hat with profound
respect.
HE has already befriended me-"
she returned, gazing at him with a
pretty, surprised, bewildered look In
her large eyes. 81 should still have
been waiting to cross there at Made
leine, had he not escorted me-"
Lambert gave a quick, questioning
glance at his daughters open, smiling
face, and then exclaimed, II am in
finitely obliged to you. sir; infinitely,
begad! I tell you what, Elsie. you
mustn't be out so late in the day by
yourself. Why don't you take the
bonnie with you, or wait till I come
in?"
"Oh, it is such waste of time wait
ing for a chaperon on a fine day; but
we shall be too late to secure places
if we delay"
Yes, we had better be Jogging.
Can you dine with us to-day? And
we'll have a talk ove old times, and
my girl will give us a song or two.
Pot luck, my dear fellow, but you
shan't starve."
MANY thanks, I am engaged, un-
fortunately" returned Glynn, half
pleased, half-regretful that he had a
real excuse ready.
well, tomorrow then. at six,
sharp, and we will go and hear the
new operette at the Comique after"
"You are very good. I shall be
most happy" said Glynn, with an
irresistible impulse as if some voice,
not his own, answered for him.
well, goodbye for the present.
BY the way, where do you hang out?
What's your hotel? Wagram?-very
good" He swept off his hat in CONT
mental style, and his daughter be-
slowed a bow and smile upon Glynn
which conveyed to him in some occult
manner the impression that 1t pleased
her to think he was a friend of her
father.
1t was long since Glynn had been
so reused and interested, and the
acquaintance on whom he called that
afternoon found him unusually ami
mated and agreeable. All through
a somewhat solemn dinner at the
house OF a great French banker, he
was buoyed up by the prospect of the
different kind of festivity which
awaited him next day. There was
something c%uriously stimulating in
this encounter with his old Califor-
MAN acquaintance thus swept into
such incongruous surroundings by
the eddying current, life's stream.
How did he come to have such a
daughter? What matter! enough
that there would be so charming an
ingredient in the morroW's pleasures.
AS for his own prudence, s%elf-control,
worldly esteem-it never crossed his
mind to doubt them. He would pose
as a calm spectator. study the puzzle
offered to his observation.
The weather was still calm. bright,
warm. when. having drawn a light
lpaletot over his evening dress. Glynn
left his hotel. preferring to walk, as
he was in good time for dinner. AT
the corner of the Rue Castiglione he
met Deering. who was coming leis,
urely from the opposite direction;
they stopped to exchange a few
words, and then Deering exclaimed
docking at his watch, II did not know
it was SO late; 1 am to do duty and
escort my wife and her sister to the
Opera ComiQue tonight; au, revoir,'