New-York tribune., 1910-07-31

and he was blowing so loudly about 1t that L mad 10
take him down peg two
Medenham grew interested. Like every keen motor
ist he could talk shop at all times What sort OF car!
"A SO Du Valon. my Lord. 1t is the first of its class
in England and rather think his guv running 1t
show.
Indeed Who is he?"
"A Count Somebody or Other my Lord l did hear
Not Count Edouard Marigny?" said Medenhan,
with a sharp emphasis that startled Dale.
That's him, my Lord. hope haven't done any
thing wrong?"
Medenham early in life had formed the habit OF not
expressing his feelings when really vexed and 1t stood
him in good stead Dales blunder almost IRE
parable yet he could find 1t IN his heart to blame
the man for being enthusiast.
You have put me in deuce of FIX he sad at
last. This Frenchman is acquainted with Miss Van
renen He knows she is here, and will probably see her
of in the morning If his chauffeur recognizes the car,
he will be to speak of it That gives the whole
show away
I'm very sorry, my Lord"
Dash it ALL there you go again! But it is largely my
fault. l ought to have warned you, though little
expected this sort OF lxup. In future Dale, Whe TINS
trip lasts YOU forget my title Look here, have
brought you your winnings over Eyot. Can you rig
up some sort of yarn that | sporting friend OF
yours and that you just trying to be funny when
YOU addressed my Lord? If you have an oppor-
tuntv tell Count Marignys that your job is taken
temporarily by driver named Fitzroy. By the way, is
the chauffeur FrenChrnan too:
No nv /" Dale caught MedenharnS eye, very
cold eye at that instant No. sir. He's Just litter
from the London agency.
We'll trust to luck. lie may remember
me in nv chauffeurs kit-whch is beastly uncomforta
be by the way. | must get you summer r1g- Here
is your money; five to took. Don't lose sight OF
those two fellows and spend this half sovere them
IF YOU can fill that chap with beer tonight he may have
head in the morning that will keep him in bed too late
to cause anv mischief. When meet in Bournemouth
and Bristol say nothing to anybody about either the
car or me-
Dale was model of sobriety; but the excitement OF
ves when he looked for threes too much for him
I'll tank him all right, my / mean sir, he vowed
cheerfully.
yard.
From the corner of his eye he saw Marignys helper
looking at him Without undue exaggeraon, he craned
his neck rounded his shoulders, and carried himself
with the listless air of PicCadiy lder. He reflected
too that a bareheaded IN evening dress would not
readily be identified with leather coated chauffeur
and Dale he hoped was sufficiently endowed with
mother wit to frame story plausible enough to account
for his Unforeseen appearance. On the whole the posi-
ton was not bad it seemed IN that first moment
when the owner of the SO Du Vaon was revealed IN the
handsome Count. n any event what dId 1t matter II
his harmless Subterfuge revealed! The girl would
surely laugh while Mrs. Devar would squirrn. So
for a turn along the 'front.' and then to bed.
TT was perfect Tune evening the fitting sequel to
1 dav Of 11nbroken sunshine marvellous amber light
hOveed bevond the level line of the to the west
exquisite blue sffused the horizon from south to east
deepening from sapphire to ultra1narne as 1t Blended
with the soft shadows of summer S night. He found
himself comparing the sky southeasery tint with the
azure depths of Cynthia Vanrenens eyes, but he shook
off that fantasy quickly, crossed the roadway and
promenade, and prOppng himself against the ratings,
turned a resolute back romance. He did not gain
great deal by this rnaneuVer, since his next active
thought was Cened species OF quest for the partlcu
lar window among all those SOryed rows through which
CYNTHIA Vanrenen might even then be gazing at the
shining ocean. He looked at his watch HaI1-past
nine ~ .- 49,.
self Miss Nanrenen and her friends are either on the
Nor T;c+arno tO the hand or sitting over their coffee