Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1908-11-13

He saw her for an instant through the
throng. Then his eyes fell upon
Chauvenet at her side. talking with
livelest animation. Tie was not more
than her own height. and his profile
presented the clean. sharp effect of a
cameo The vivid outline of his dark
face held Armitage's eyes. Then as
Shirley passed on through an opening
in the crowd her escort turned. hold
ing the way open for her. and Armi
tage me- thf mans gaze.
| 1t was with an accented gravity that
Armitage nodded his head to some dec
laration of the melancholy attachc at
| this moment. He had known when he
| left Geneva that he had not done with
Jules Chauvenet, but the mans prompt
| appearance surprised Armitage. He
| ran over the names Of the steamers by
which Chauvenet might easily have
| sailed from either German or
French port and reached Washington
| quite as soon rs himself. Chauyenet
was in Washington. at any rate. and
not only there, but socially accepted
and in the good graces Of Shirley Clai-
| borne.
The somber attache was speaking of
the Japanese
"They must be crushed-crnshed.
| said Franzel The two had been con
versing In French.
Eyes. he must be crushed" returned
| Armitage absentmindedly, in English;
then, remembering himself. he repeat
| 81 hr, Alrr,o tnn In. oh "a o
| the pronoun.
| Mrs. Sanderson was now free. She
was a pretty, vivacious woman, much
younger than her stalwart husband-a
| college graduate whom he had found
teaching school near one of his silver
| mines.
| "Welcome once more, constituent!
| We're proud to see you, | can tell you.
Our host owns some marvellous tapes
tries, and they're hung out tonight for
| the world to see" She guided Armi-
tage toward the secretary's gallery on
| an upper floor. Their host was almost
as famous as a connoisseur as for his
achievements in diplomacy, and the
| gallery was large apartment in which
| every article of furniture. as well as
the paintings, tapestries and speci-
mems of pottery, was the careful choice
Of thoroughly cultivated taste.
1T isn't merely an art gallery. Its
the most beautiful room in America, "
murmured Mrs. Sanderson.
II can well believe it. There's my
favorite Vibert-I wondered what had
become of it."
'It isn't surprising that the secretary
is making great reputation by his
dealings with foreign powers. It's
| poor am AMBASSADOR who could not be per-
suaded after an hour in this splendid
room. The ordinary affairs Of life
should not be mentioned here. A
kings coronation would not be out of
place-in fact. there's chair in the
corner against that Gobein that would
serve the situation. The old gentle
man by that cabinet is the Baron Won
Marhof. the ambassador from Austria
Hungary. He's brother-in-law OF
Count Won Stroebel, who was murdered
SO horribly in a railway carriage a few
weeks ago.
"Ah, to be sure! l haven't seen the
baron in years. He has changed lit
tle."
Then you knew HMM the old
country"
Yes; | used to see him-when
was a boy" remarked Armitage.
Mrs. Sanderson glanced at Armitage
sharply. She had dined at his ranch
house in Montana and knew that be
lived like gentleman; that his house
its appointments and service were un
usual for western ranchman. And
she recalled, too. that she and her hus
band had often specialized as to Armi
tages antecedents and history without
arriving at any conclusion in regard t.
him
The room had slowly filled, and they
strolled about, dividing attention be
tween distinguished personages and
the not less celebrated works OF art.
"Oh. by the way. Mr.. Armitage
there's the girl | have chosen for yor
to marry. | suppose 1t would be JUS
as well for you to meet her now
though that dark little foreigner seems
to be monopolizing her,"
II am wholly agreeable laughed
Armitage '"rhe sooner the better ant
be done with it."
Don't be 80 frivolous. There. yOr
can look safely now. She's stopped t;
speak to that bald and pink justice o.
the supreme court-the girl with thu
brown eyes and hair, Have care!'
Shirley and Chauvenet left the ven
cradle justice. and Mrs. Sanderson in
tercepted them a once.
40 think OF all these beautiful
) things in our own American exclaimed
Shirley. And you. Mr.. Armitage"-
: Among the other curios. Miss Clai
borne" laughed John. taking her hand
But / haven't introduced you yet.
began Mrs. Sanderson. puzzled.
mo; the King Edward did that. W,
crossed together Oh. NJ. Chauvenet
| Iat mo DraSanf Mr. Armitnpn a.. ID