The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1910-10-13
CAMEO
By Booth
Harrington and
Harry Leon
Wilson
Il COPYRIGHT. 1909. BY THE


every loyal servitor Of unfortunate
princes must possess. instantly seized
NJ Veaudry's hat, which was repoSinS
on an adjacent chair.
"Thank you," said Kirby gravely,
covertly examining the pistol in his
breast pocket. This door leads to the
street, you say? And there are five
men on the corner, two with guns:'
YES. What do we do now?" briskly
asked the boy.
The other gravely offered his hand.
'eIyhy, now." he said gently, 1--WE
shake hands. and / say thank you.
And next we say goodby."
"All right Wait till get nay hat"
"But we just said goodby." remon-
strsted Kirby.
eyes, but I'm going with you. You
don't know what minute you may need
a trusty friend. Besides, I've got to
see what happens next"
That's just what you mustn't" re-
piled Kirby, shaking his head. Don't
you look out Of that window when
I've gone, and don't you come near
the door. What do they call your
General"
"Well, General. I've only known you
about two minutes. but I'D hate to get
you into any trouble. Now, we both
would be In trouble If anybody came
In here, so I've got to get out pretty
quick, and well be In worse trouble
II you Try to follow me into the street.
50 1 put 1t to you this way: II you
? really want to be my t.usty friend
just shake hands with me again and
say goedby."
"WM you promise can be your
trusty friendY' said the boy earnestly.
mo matter whether you turn out to
be the good prince or the bad prince.
III always be your trusty friend-al-
ways"
Always" pledged Kirby. with the
utmost sincerity.
Then shake hands," said the Gen.
eral.
THey DID 80 gravely. THANK you.
Genefs," said Kirby. "I"-
!. He tarned sharply at the sound Of
h softly closing door. A girl had en-
{tered the room, a girl whose clear
elaIior was accentuated by the deep
black Of dress and hair. She had over
heard the boys last words. had est-
mated the tableau. and now as Kirby's
eyes met her own the warm blood
crept into throat and cheek, and she
said irapulsively, a little catch in her
voice:
so 1t is the General who has had
the honor Of receiving you, after all.
am, so glad you have again changed
your plans. Now you can go in the
carriage with u.s.
But you don't understand, Adele"
cried her brother. while Kirby looked
his astonishment. His enemies are
after him. and he had to make hair.
breadth escape through our window.
He lost his hat in his fight from some
where
wait. General. Wen finish the
story after awhile" she interrupted
smiling understandingly at Kirby.
But l tell you he climbed in tho
window" persisted the excited boy.
81 gave him AnatoIe's hat
Kirby. his eyes still Oh the gill; bow
ed with courteous formality.
at is entirely true. madam" he said
lightly. Unhappily it isn't story at
all. 4 have not the honor to be here
by appointment, US you evidently ill.,
fer. but simply by Accidentally virtue
of the only open window in the street"
"And he doesn't know yet whether
he's going to he the good prince or the
bad prince" triumphantly added the
General. proudly eying his hero.
Adele drew back, frightened. un-
nerved, her hand creeping to the door
knob. Tit is a mistake" she breath
ed, wide eyed with sudden fear. "You
hare a stranger
"Please don't be afraid Of my being
the bad prince" smiled Kirby in his
most reassuring and light hearted
manner. "If you will permit me. mad
am, to take this hat, l will vanish as
/ intended
"There are men watching the streets
she said steadily, holding him with her
eyes. Il saw them from my window.
Isis it that?'
All fear had vanished. and in her
voice there was but apparent con-
Germ for him, the stranger and inter-
{opeI.
He nodded and turned to the listen
ing child. General, do you want to
be my trusty friend once more? Good.
Then do just what you did before-out
there on the balcony" When the
child. with eager alacrity, had obeyed.
Kirby added in an earnest and steady
voice: Il don't know whether or not
you can believe a stranger on his bare
word, but I'll try. Last night heard
that the worst scoundrel / know was
In New Orleans. met him at sunrise
this morning at the oaks. l went