Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-15

newed prancing; but the pair in hand now.
for Royson held the reins, and the mud bedaubed
coachman was ready to twist their heads off in his
wrath.
Don't know what took en- he was gaspng to
the policeman. Never knew 'em beave like this
afore; Quiet as sheep, they are as ryule."
Too fat" explained the Unconditional constable.
Give EN- more work an less corn. Watts your
nyme an address? There's this ere lamp post to
pay for. Cavalry charges in Buckingham Palace
An appreciative audience grnned at the official
humor But Royson was listening to the somewhat
lively conversation taking place behind him;
Are you injured in any way?" cried the man
in the fur coat, obviously addressing the woman in
the victoria. The too accurate cadence in his
words bespoke the foreigner, the man who has what
is called perfect command" of English
Not in the least, thank you," was the answer
The voice was clear, musical, well Bred and de-
cidedy chilling, The two concluding words really
quite self possessed and consequence polite.
But why in the world did you not jump out when
I shouted to your demanded the man
Because you threw your half of the rug
my feet and thus hndered me-"
Did l? Aeh, Goh Do you think 1 deserted
your"
No, no! did not mean that, Baron Won Kerber
The affair was accident and you naturally thought
l would follow your example. l did try twice to
spring clear; but / lost my balance each time We
have no cause to blame each other My view is
that Spong was caught mapping Instead of arguing
about things we might have done, we really ought
to thank this gentleman who prevented any further
developments in wonderful way not quite
known to me yet
The woman was talking herself into less caustic
mood. Perhaps she had not expected the Baron
to shine in an emergency Her calmness seemed to
irritate him, though he was most anxious to put
himself right with her.
My object in jumping out so quickly was to run
to the horses heads he said Unfortunately,
tripped and nearly fell. But why sit there? We
must take a hanson. Or perhaps you would prefer
to 60 by train?"
"Oh, cab, by all means"
The horses now standing quietly that
Royson handed the rens to the coachman who was
examining the traces. Then he was able to turn
and look at the woman He that she young
and pretty; but the heavy furs she half con-
ceaed her face, and the fact that his garments
frayed, while his hands and overcoat were
plastered with mud off the wheels, did not help to
dissipate certain embarrassment that gripped him,
for he shy man where women were concerned.
She too fatered a little, and the reason was made
plain by her words.
II do not know how to thank you,' she said, and
he became aware that she had wonderful brown
eyes. l think you saved my life. Indeed, am
sure you did. Will you call at an address that
shall give you? Mr. Fenshawe will be most anxious
TOTO acknowledge your services
broke in the Baron, whose fluent English had
slight lisp. Here is my card, he went on rapidly,
looking at Royson with calm assurance. Come
and see me this evening at seven O'clock and will
make it worth your while.
glance at Roysons clothes told him enough,
as he thought, to appraise the value of the assist
ance given. And he had no idea that his fair COM
panion had really been in grave danger. He be-
leved that the shattering of the pole against the
lamp standard had stopped the boiling horses, and
that the tall young now surveying him with
measuring eye had merely succeeded in catching
the rens.
Royson lifted his hat to the woman, who had
aghted, and was daintily gathering her skirts out
of the mud.
I am glad to have been able to help you, mad
am" he said. He would have gone without