The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1908-07-24

had best be postponed 1t is one thins
to conduct social experiment. he re-
marked, and another to explain i
when the experimenter was a charm
ing young woman. And the expert
mented one-well, there was no use
talking! Vincenzo had proved NJ
SLOUGH!
And on the evening of the sixth day
Bob came home from the CITY late
Dinner had been served. The porch
was deserted.
NO, Miss Darnton and Mr.. Pantozz
were not out motoring. The gentle
man (what nice shades of meaning g
stolid faced servant can put into a sim
pie phrase) had gone away in his cal
alone and Miss Darnton was in he,
room, quite i'll with a headache.
Headache Notwithstanding, she burst
into her brothers study directly the
servant had gone back to the rear of
the house. Her face was quite pale
Her eyes shone with unnatural bril-
iancy from the center of dark circles
I've come to acknowledge my de-
feat, Bob" she said bitterly. 'Tll
start your tie in the morning, and /
wish you would see that vin-Mr.
Pantozzi leaves the house before /
start the tie"
"Wheww gasped Bob. "What has
he done? Eaten peas with a spoon
or demanded macaroni uncutY
Nan leaned YEARLY against a chair
and her mouth dropped.
ut has been a dreadful mistake,
Bob. Don't joke about it, dear. Vim
cenzo-tonight-he has fallen in love
with mel"
Bob leaned back in his chair and
laughed heartlessly.
(Which goes to show" he gasped be-
tween paroxysms, that your theory is
entirely correct. He fell right into our
life, our ways. He is one of us. I
don't know heart free man in our
crowd who would not fall in love with
you-if he had the opportunities of
seeing you in your most charming,
womanly moods, as poor Pantozzi has
Don't blame him for that! It's bad
theorist who won't accept the results
Of her own experiments"
81 didn't think you would take it like
this, Bob. I thought the honor Of the
family
Bob bit his lip.
did he say anything that reflected
on the Darnton honor?"
moo. He was lovely, but bit hys-
terical. He said-weI, you know what
they all say-that was the one wo-
man-that he was unworthy Of me
that he would not have placed me in
such a false position-but he should
love me always-and then he jumped
into his car-your car, l mean-and
went down the drive like mad"
"He didn't happen to say that he
thought it shame for a pretty girl to
lose by trickery the best sunburst Tiff
fanny could put up, did hep
"Bob," gasped his sister, leaning
heavily against the table. Ibid he
known"
Everything, my dear! Vincenzo is
a chap met in Paris, the younger son
of an old Roman family who have
nothing but chapels and marbles and
paintings which the state will not per-
init them to sell, and Vincenzo was
studying architecture with the lauda-
BILE intention of earning a fortune to
keep the COMPOUNDED chapels and rel
les in the family. l gave him his first
commission, and he has retaliated by
demanding the hand Of my only sister.
That's gratitude for you! I'll send
him packing in the morning." said
Bob, with assumed ferceness. Then
figure all in white nestled
against his broad shoulder; slim arm
crept around his neck.
'1'd-rd rather you wouldn't, Bob.
1 need a new sunburst worse than any
thing else in the world, except
"a glimpse Of Pantozzi's face at this
there's his carp