The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1910-11-23

aMuses herself at the piano. Duke
Daunt, passing by, hears her playing
bara hears him and steps to the piazza
just as the Ambassadors wolf-hound
breaks his chain. Daunt saves her and
the dog mysteriously disappears when
time student in Monterey, Cali, now in
special secret service, but acting as the
Doctors servant, learns a little more
Of the experts plans.
He had remembered that guest
had been expected to arrive that day
from America and knew that this
must be she. But, strangely enough,
it did not seem as if they had never
before met. Nor had he the least idea
that, since that short sharp scene,
they had exchanged scarcely dozen
words. In it's curious sequel, as he
stood listening to the echo of Rerson-
A's strange laughter, he had momen-
tArily forgotten all about her. Then he
had remembered with shock that
he had left her perched, in evening
dress. on the high railing of the arbor.
II wonder if you are in the habit"
sae had said with little laugh, "of
quitting unchaperoned girls on the
tops of fences, and going away and
forgetting all about them"
Her laugh was deliciously uneven.
bat 1t did not seem so from fright.
He had answered something inordin-
ately foolish, and had lifted her down
asain-not holding her so closely this
time. He remembered that on the
first occasion he had held her very
tightly indeed. He could still feel the
touch of a wisp Of her hair which, In
his flying leap, had fallen against his
cheek. It was red bronze and it shone
now in the moonlight like molten
metal. Her eyes were brown, and
when she smiled
He wrenched his gaze away with a
start. But it did not stray far-mere-
y. to the point of white-beaded slip
per peeping from the edge of ruffle
of gauze that had mysteriously i'm
prisoned filmy sprays of lily of the
valley.
He looked up suddenly, conscious
that she was laughing silently. What
Is it," he asked.
1--WE seem so tremendously &C.
uuainted," she said, "for people Who"
She stopped an instant. "You don't
even know who am
In the references to her coming he
had heard her name spoken and now,
by Il sheer mental effort, he managed
to recall it.
"You are Miss Fairfax" he said.
"And my name, perhaps l ought TO
add, is Daunt. / am the Secretary OF
Embassy. I hope, after our little eff
fort of tonight, you will not consider
diplomacy only high-class vaudeville.
Such comedy scarcely represents our
daily BILL
"Poor brute!" she said. 81 hope he
will injure nobody
Luckily, the children are off the
streets at this hour" he answered.
He'll not go far; the police are nu-
merous. am afraid our very efficient
performer is permanently retired from
the company But haven't yet con-
graduated you. You didn't seem one
hi. afraid"
hoI RI ha fric,tnnnH L
was thinking of something else! The
fright came afterward, when saw you
when you left me on the railing"
She spoke little cOnstrainedly, and
went on quickly: Il really am des-
perate coward about some things. l
should never dare to go up on an
aeroplane, for instance, as Patsy tells
me you do almost every day. She says
the Japanese call you the Honorable
Fly-Man.'
There's no foreign theater in Tokyo
and no winter opera" he said lightly.
1--WE have to amuse one another, and
the Glider is by way of contributing
my share of the entertainment. 1t is
certainly an uplifting performance"
He smiled, but she shook her head.
"Ah," she said, Il know! was at
Fort Logan last summer the day Lieu
tenant Whitney was killed. saw it."
The smile had faded and her eyes
had just the look he had so often
fancied lay in those eyes he had been
used to gaze at across the burning
driftwood-his Lady of the Many
Colored Fires" He caught himself
longing to know that they would mist
and soften if he too should some day
come to grief in such sudden fashion.
"How brazen you must have thought
it," he exclaimed. "My impromptu
solo, l mean. l hardly know how
came to do it. suppose it was the
moonlight cit does make people idiotic
sometimes, you know, in the tropics)
and then when you played-that dear
cd song! l used to sing it years ago.
II reminded me-"