Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-28

up during a stroll on the quays, and call
Ing him over to her side pointed out q
sentence: Dogs are the best friends,
they are always ready with their SYM
pathy and they ask no questions"
That's like yOu, she said: but George
Eliot had never met a man like you. poor
thing, SO she had to stick the real thing
down to dogs"
keep one from sleeping" he said. my
next-door neighbor at the Hotel Godet
has two. An ugly man with a beard
comes and takes them out in a motor
car. Do you know, I'm thinking of grow
ing beard. wonder how I should look
in it?'
Emmy laughed and caught his sleeve.
why won't you even let me tell you
what I think Of your"
Wait till I've grown the beard and
then you cam" said Septimus.
THAT will be never she retorted: 'for
II you grow a beard you'll look horror.
like prehistoric MAINLAND 1 shan't have
anything to do with you. So I'll never
be able to tell YOU
1T would be better so.' said he.
They made many plans for settling
down In some part Of rural France or
Switzerland-they had the map of Europe
to choose from-but Septimus' vagueness
and q Discrimination for further adventure
on the part of Emmy kept them in Paris.
The winter frightened into spring. and
them in her charm. There were days
when they almost forgot, and became the
light-hearted companions of the lame don
key on Nunsmere common.
A day on the Seine, for instance, in a
steamboat, when the water was mfracu-
lousy turned to sparkling wine, and the
great masses of buildings were bathed in
amber. and the domes of the Pantheon
and the 1nvalides. and the cartouches
and bosses of the Pont Alexandra Ill
oh hyp~n bod eYNI6 Thnr An.
teuil. with its little open-air restaurants,
rustic trellis and creepers and its FIXTURE
of gudgeon and dusty salt and cutlery
and great yards of bread, which Emmy
loved to break with Septfrnus. like Christ
mas crackers Then. afterward, there
was the winding Seine again, Robinson
Crusoe's Island in all its greenery. and
st. Cloud. with its terrace looking over
the valley to Paris wrapped in an anne
thyst haze, with here and there trium-
plant point of glory.
A day, also. In the woods Of Bas Meu-
don. alone beneath the trees. when they
talked like children. and laughed over
the luncheon basket which Madame Boil
ward had stuffed full of electrifying edi-
bles; when they lay on their backs and
looked dreamily at the sky through the
leaves. and listened to the chirrup of in
sects awakening from winter, and the
strange cracklings and tiny voices of
springtide, and gave themselves up to the
panies the working of the sap in the
trees.
Days, too, in mid-Paris, in the Luxem-
bOurg gardens, among the nursery maids
and working folk; at cafes on the re-
moter boulevards where the kindly life
Of Paris. still untouched by touristdom,
passes up and down. and the spring gets
into the step of youth and sparkles in a
eirl's ewes. At the window even of the
appartement in the Boulevard Raspail.
"a. the air was startlingiy clear and
scented, and brought the message OF
spring from far lands. from the golden
shores Of the Mediterranean. from the
windy mountain tops of Auvergne. from
the broad. tender green fields Of central
France, from every heart and tree and
flower, from Paris itself, quivering with
life. At such times they would not talk,
both interpreting the message in their
own ways. yet both drawn together into
a common mood. in which they vaguely
felt that the earth was still a land of ro-
nance. that the mystery of rebirth was
repeating itself according to unchanging
and perpetual law; that inconsiderable,
foriorn human atoms though they were,
the law would inevitably affect them. too,
and cause new hopes. new desires and
new happiness to bud and flower in their
hearts.
During these spring days there began
to dawn. in the girls soul a knowledge of
the deeper meanings OF things. When
she first met Septimus and delightedly re-
garded him as q new toy she was the
fluffy. frivolous little animal Of excellent
breeding and half education so common
in English country residential towns, with
ed. the little animalism somewhat devel-
oped. the little brain somewhat sharpen
cd, by her career on the musical-comedy
stage. NOW there were signs OF change.