The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1909-10-22
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Copyright. 1908. by Dodd. Mead
CHAPTER XVI.


LIE went in and had tifin with
IH them in the hanging garden.
I'LL Deppingham was Surly and
@ preoccupied. Drusilla Browne
was unusually vivacious. At best she
was not volatile; her greatest accom-
plishment lay in the ability to appre-
ciate what others had to say.
Her husband, aside from a natural
anxiety, was the same blithe optimist
as ever. He showed no sign Of re-
straint, no evidence Of conjunction
Chase found himself secretly speculat-
ing on the state Of affairs. Were the
two heirs working out a preconceived
plan, or were they. after all, playing
with the fires of spring?
Immediately after tiffin Genevra car
ried Lady Deppingham off to her room.
When they came forth for proposed
stroll in the grounds Lady Agnes was
looking very meek and fearful, while
the princess had about her the air Of
one who has conquered by gentleness.
1T has been SO appallingly dull, &C.
nevra, don't you understand? That's
why. Besides, it isn't necessary for
her to be so horrid about it. She
"She isn't horrid about it, dear. She's
most self sacrificing"
Rubbish! She talks about the Puri-
tans and all that sort Of thing. know
what she means. But there's no use
talking about it. I'll do as you say
command, I mean. I'll try to be a
prude. Heaven alone knows what a
real prude is. don't. All this tommy
rot about Bobby and me wouldn't exist
If that wretched Chase man had been
a little more affable. He never noticed
us until you came. No wife to snoop
after him and-why, my dear. he would
have been IDEAL"
'Its all very nice, Agnes, but you
forget your husband" said Geneva,
with tolerant smile.
"Genevra." said Lady Agnes solemn
ly, "if you'd been on a barren island
fer five months as I have with moth
ing to- look at but your husband and
the sunsets you would not be so hard
on me. I wouldn't take Drusilla's hus-
band away from her for the world. I
wouldn't even look at him if he We're
not on the barren island too. I've read
novels in which a man and woman
have been wrecked on a desert island
and lived there for months, even years,
in an atmosphere of righteousness.
My dear, those novelists are ninnies.
Nobody could be so good as all that
without getting wings. I'm tired of
men and angels. That's why l want
yo" for awhile. You've got no wings,
Genevra, but it's of no consequence,
as you have no one to fly away FROM"
Cor to, you might add" laughed &C.
nevra.
That's very American. You've been
talking to Miss Pelham. She's always
adding things. By the way, Mr.. Chase
sees quite lot of her. She types for
him. l fancy she's trying to choose
between him and Mr.. Saunders. If
you were She. dear, which would you
choose%'
"Mr. Saunders" said Genevra
promptly. But if l We're myself I'd
choose Mr.. Chase"
''Sreaking of angels, he must have
wings yard long. He has been chosen
by an entire harem. and he flies from
them as if pursued by the devil.
imagine, however. that he'd be rather
dangerous if his wings were to get out
of order unexpectedly. But he's nice,
isn't he?"
The princess nodded her head toler-
antly.
Her ludyship went on: 81 don't want
to walk, after all. Let US sit here in
the corridor and count the prisms in
the chandeliers. It's such fun. I've
done it often Mr.. Britt has advanced
a new theory. We are to indulge in
double barreled divorce proceedings.
AS soon as they are over Mr.. Browne
and l are to marry. Then we are to
hurry up and get another divorce.
Then we marry our own husband and
wife all over again. Isn't it exciting?
Only, of course, it isn't going to hap
pen. 1t would ,be SO frightfully I'M
proper-shocking, don't you know.
You see, l should go on living with
my divorced husband even after
was married to Bobby. I'd be obliged
to do that in order to give Bobby
grounds for a divorce as soon as the
estate is settled. But Deppy has put
his foot down hard. He says he had
trouble enough getting me to marry
him the first time. He won't go
through it again. OF course it's utter
nonsensew
"a little nonsense now and then Isl
began the princess and paused anna
bly,.
'Is Mr.. Chase to stay for lunch"
asked Lady Agnes irrelevantly.
'How should know? I am not his
hostess"
"Hoity toity! I've never known you
to look like that before. A little dash
NJ red sets your cheeks OFF, Rut