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d x DeVine
@ss & SEWELL FORD
MM ~ Copyright. 1907 BY Mitchell Ksnner!ey -
CHAPTER III,
SEWELL FORD
~ Copyright. 1907. BY Mitchell Kenner!ey -


In Cherub Devine was fastidi
I \ Gus in but one particular. He
4 Il was fond OF fancy waist.
coats His fastidlousness began n1i
ended with wHistcoats. His trousers
and coats were invariably Of the same
cloth and cut, summer and winter, year
III and yeaf out. His waistcoats be-
trnyed a catholic taste for color and
variety. Whenever he felt like in-
dulglug hi!nself or celebrating q vic.
tory or forgetting a defeat he went
out and bought new waistcoat.
AS he was travelling light" he had
brought to Hewingtou Acrss bare
half dozen Of them, and Of these he
had narrower the choice to two--onA
q creation of tobacco brow Il silk with
red dtta in 1t, the other a white piQue
vito buttons Of smoked pearl. Which
should he wear for Sunday morning
stroll IN the garden? In the end he
tossed a quartsk. The brown silk won
mulch to his satisfaction, for he had a
newborn suspicion that the white one
mad, his waist line appear more rotund
thar it really was
St;ll. no was In the garden at 8
O'CLOCK. Probably It was mere curl
osi.y that led the Chorub to pace up
and down the trinity kept walks for a
long half hour. He was about to give
up tho vigil and leave when no caught
sight Of the countess peering from be-
hind one Of the stone gateposts.
Making prstense Of not having seen
her. Mr.. Devine sauntsred by to the
gate and seemed surprised when no
found Ter before him. He noted that
this morning she was in gray, with
something white at her throat. He
even remembered that last night she
had worn black.
"You must not misunderstood my
coming here" she began hurriedly. ut
was very wrong Of me to think Of such
q thing. ! came only to tell you So
Anything new about me in the Sun
day papers!"
mo. but papa was talking about you
again last night. and he
ooh. that's the trouble. He got OFT
his scrap book. Which chapter of my
many Weaknesses furnished the text
this timer"
"He read to me about that French
singer"
LA Belle Savoy!"
"Yss; the one to whom you gave the
diamond tiara which was stolen"
"Oh. yes. That was Kittie's birth
day present. Nice little thing. Kittic.
Her real nanse is O'Neill, you know"
The countess was retreating TYP TIE
path. but she still kept her brown eyes
, fixed on Mr.. Devine There was a
curious. apprchensive look In them
such as a small boy hcstows on can
non cracker TO which he has touched
a match.
"Yes, l ought to go directly back"
but how about the reform?
thought we were to have a talk and
that you We're going to give me some
pointers on breaking into good so
Ciety. You're not going to quit like
this, are you?"
The countess shook her head.
Il was mistaken. 1t was very silly
of me to make such a promise But
IL Oh, can't you sec? l ought not
to be here talking to you at all"
"Well, why not? What's the par
ticular matter with me, anyway
ITS only-only that Tho count
ess glanced about in desperation
''Well, l will ask you DO you con-
slider yourself "a gentleman:'
For a moment Mr.. Devine stared at
her speeches. He had insisted on
knowing. and now that he had her
answer he was too much astonished to
frame a reply. He had expected moth
lpg Of this kind The question opened