Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-03-29

Cant see how he managed to fall IN
a place he had been accustomed to from
boy. Mysterious fellow, Brooke"
Interesting" said Mrs. Westerly.
chap In many ways. Always says the
right thing. Seems to run the show here.
doesn't he?" Then he paused. opened
one eye. and said. hesitatingy, You
know what they say?"
What. about Mr.. Brooke being"
She paused abruptly. and Frant took up
the current of insinuation.
"Cammarleigh's SOM"
II have heard something about IT.
"One never knows. There's no need to
keep 1t so beastly quiet. It's quite re-
spectabIe-Cammarleig a bachelor"
Il don't think they do keep it quiet
by Jove!' said Frant. 'ff he's Cam
marleigh's son. he would be Miss
TraNers' cousin"
Perhaps that's the bond of sympathy
between them
There was a pause, and then Frant
"A bond of sympathy-I don't under
stand
Mrs. Westerly became wide awake and
displayed quite an after-dinner anma-
ton.
MY dear Frant. you surely don't think
I am trying to make mischief"
mo. Of course I DON'T but If you
think that Miss Travers prefers this fell
low, Brooke" And then he cut him
self short. 1t was hardly chivalrous or
In good taste to discuss such a matter.
You are quite right. Frant.'' she said
Interpreting this pause. 1T Is hardly for
us to discuss it-and yet. IL you cannot
discuss a matter like this with your
friends with whom are you to discuss
it,
Frant murmured something about her
being a thorough good sort: indeed. at
the moment he was wondering how he
could ever have been foolish enough to
forsake such companionable. charming
woman for a girl who. he f1attered him
self, was probably too unsophisticated to
appreciate him.
Having reached the point of confessing
to himself that Sybil did not appreciate
him 1t was not a great way from this
condition to one of acute resentment,
resentment all the more intense because
physical fascination was by no means
dead
II should be so sorry, Frant." con-
tinued Mrs. Westerly, 'if anything
Should occur to interrupt our friendship"
why should it? 1t won't be my fault"
Mrs. Westerly was frankly amused at
the way she was fighting her battle on
the mere strength of Anthony's promise
to step in and give the finishing touch to
the enemy. She, however, believed i'm
plictly in Anthony as winner. The air
was electric with success.
She was not in the least surprised when
he appeared in the distance She knew
perfectly we'll that he had come to see
how they were getting on, and she could
tell by the laughter in his eyes as he
greeted them that he was pleased with
her progress.
What brings you out so early. Mr..
Brooke?'
Roses. Mrs. Westerly. If youth de-
sires the roses which are its due it should
always be up betimes."
For whom
For Miss Travers-with the dukes per-
mission
Frant gave curious jerk with his head
which might have meant anything
Anthony carefully shipped a glorious
La France rose that had been languish-
ing toward him. apologizing for her eff
frontery with pale pink bushes.
DO you think the house of commons
would take me Seriously And Anthony
picked a thorn from the tip of one OF his
long. tapering fingers.
That sounds a bit irrelevant" said
Frant
Mr.. Brooke is never really Irrelevant"
said Mrs. Westerly. He always means
something II you only wait long enough"
And she smiled her thanks as Anthony
handed her cluster of white and red
roses.
I've had an invitation from the Lib
eral Association to contest the division
Cammarleighburgh. you know. always
shows its independence by choosing its
own candidate"
Frant prided himself on being a bit of
politician. 1t was very little bit of
a politician, but there was an immense
deal Of pride about it,
But 1 thought that Cammarleigh
was he began.
Mrs. Westerly looked at the duke and
then at Anthony, as much as to say.
And that is what thought
You mean.' said Anthony. that you
thought he was a government man? So
he was, but Cammarleigh is not cut
and-dr politician
Mrs. Westerly was bewidered She
wished that Anthony would contide in her
q little more. She did not for one mo-