Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-08-28
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR AUGUST 2s. 1910
Cynthia's Chauffeur
Continued from pags 9

Eyes one"
How old is she2"
Twenty three"
Dear mel A year older than me. Oh,
ought to have said than L? That always
puzzles me-
You have Milton on your side. He wrote:
Satan-than whom no higher sat.
Still, it is generally allowed that Milton
wrote bad grammar there"
Cynthia was awed momentarily, quo
tation from Paradise Los" always COM
mands respect,-so she harked back to an
easier topic. rs your sister married."
Yes
What is her husband?"
"She married rather well, as the saving is.
Her husband is man named Scarland, and
he is chiefly interested in pedigree cattle"
LET me see," she unused. Il seem to
remember the name; it had something to do
with fat cattle too. Scarland? Does he ex-
hibit?"
Medenham wished then he had not been
so glib with the Marquis of Scarlands pet
occupation. Il have been in England so
little during the last few years" he began.
Il hope you haven't quarreled with your
sister, " she put in promptly.
What, quarrel with Betty? II" And
he laughed at the conceit, though he won
dered what Cynthia would say if, on Mon
day, he deviated few miles from the Here
ford and Shrewsbury main road and showed
her Scarland Towers and the park in which
the Marquis prize stock were placidly fat
tening.
"Oh, is she so nice? And pretty too,
suppose3"
People generally speak Of her as good
looking. 1t is a recognized fact, believe,
that pretty girls usually have brothers not
so favored"
What, fishing now as well as rowing?
Didn't l say you had Norman aspect?"
Consisting largely of scowl, | under
stand"
But man is bound to look fierce some
times. At least, my father does, though he
is celebrated for his unchanging aspect. no
matter what happens. Perhaps he may look
like Sphinx when he is carrying through
what he calls deal; but remember very
well seeing lightning in his eye when an
Italian Prince was rude to me one day. We
were at Pompeii, and this Prince Monte
Something induced me to look at horrid
fresco under the pretense that it was very
artistic. Without thinking what / was do
ing, | ran to Father and complained about it.
My goodness! l wonder the lava didn't
melt again before he got through with his
Highness; who, after all, was bit of virtu-
$50, and may have really admired taboo
subjects SO long as they conformed to GER
tain standards of art
"Some ideals call for correction by the toe
of a strong boot. | share Mr.. Vanrenen's
views on that point most emphatically."
Medenham's character was one that trans
muted words into deeds. He drove the skiff
onward with powerful sweep which dis
covered an unexpected shoal. There might
have been some danger of an upset if the
oars were in less sklful hands, As it was,
they were back in deep water within a few
seconds.
Cynthia laughed without the least tremor.
"You were kicking my Italian acquaintance
in imagination then. | hope you see now
that you might have been mistaken" she
cried.
Even in this instance l only touched
mud"
well, well, let us forget Signor Principe.
Tell me about yourself. How did you come
to enlist? In my country, men of your
stamp do not join the army unless some
national crisis arises. But perhaps that
applies to your case. The Beers nearly beat
you, didn't they?"
HE took advantage of the opening thus
: presented, and was able to interest her
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