Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-09-25

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But the two women said nothing, could
see nothing, and the white faced but smiling
Cynthia standing near the shoreward end of
the gangway had vanished in sudden mist.
OF course Marigny was right when he
foresaw that Vanrenen could not meet
either Medenham or any of his relatives for
five minutes without his "poor little cobweb
of intrigue being dissipated once and for
ever.
With the marvellous insight that every
woman possesses when dealing with the af
fairs of the man she loves, Cynthia combined
the eloquence of an orator with the practised
skill of clever lawyer in revealing each turn
and twist of the tolls that had enveloped her
since that day in Paris when her father hap
pened to suggest in Marigny's hearing that
she might utilize his hired car for tour in
England while he concluded the business
that was OBTAINING him in the French Capt.
tai. Nothing escaped her; she unraveled
every knot. Medenhams few broken words,
supplemented by the letter to his brother in
law, which he told her to obtain from Dale,
threw light on all the dark places.
But the gloom had fled. 1t was keenly
interested, almost light hearted, little party
that walked through the sunshine to the Ho
tel de la PLACE.
DALE, abashed, sheepish, yet oddly conf
dent that all was for the best in a queer
world, met the Earl of Fairholme later in the
day. His Lordship, who had been pining for
some one to pitch into, addressed him sternly.
This is nice game you've been play
ing!" he said. 81 always thought you were
man of steady habits; little given to horse
racing perhaps, but otherwise decent men,
Der OF the community
$50 WAC before 7 met ViccOunt Meden-
ham, my Lord" was the daring answer. For
Dale was no fool, and he had long since seen
how certain apparently hostile forces had
adapted themselves to new conditions.
Before you left him, you mean, growled
the Earl. what sort of sense was there in
letting him fight duel? 1t could have been
stopped in fifty different ways"
Eyes, my Lord; but l never suspicioned
a word of it till he went off in the cab with
them"
The Earl held up warning finger
"Hush!" he said "This is France remem-
Der, and you are the foreigner here. Where
is my sons carp"
In the garage at Folkestone, my Lord"
We'll, you had better cross by an early
boat tomorrow and bring it here. You un-
derstand all the preiminaries, l suppose?
Find out from the customs people what de-
post is necessary, and come to me for the
money"
So it happened that when Aedenham was
able to take his first drive in the open air
the Mercury awaited him and Cynthia at
the door of the hotel. 1t positively sparkled
in the sunlight; never was car more spick
and span. The brasswork scintillated, each
cylinder was rhythmical, and microscope
would not have revealed one speck of dust
on body or upholstery.
ON day in July-for everybody agreed
~ that not even a marriage should be al
lowed to interfere with the Scottish festival
of Saint Grouse-that same shining Mercury,
with the tonneau decorously cased in glass
for the hour. drew up at the edge of red
carpet laid down from curb to stately porch
of Saint Georges, Hanover Square, and Dale
turned a grinning face to the doorway when
Viscount Medenham led his bride down the
steps through a shower of rice and good
wishes.
Wedding breakfasts and receptions are all
much of a muchness." as the Mad Halter
said to another Alice. and it was not until
the Mercury was speeding north by west to
Scarland Towers, LENT to the happy pair
for the honeymoon while Betty took the