Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-31

Medenham grew interested Like every keen motor
st he could talk shop at all times What sort of carp?
"a SO Du Vallon, Lord. 1t is the first of its class
in England, and rather think his guy nor is running it
on show.
Indeed Who is hep"
"a Count Somebody or Other, my Lord. 1 did hear
mot Count Edouard Marigny?" said Medenham,
with 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 it stood
him in good stead now Dae's bunder was almost ire
parable yet he could not find it in his heart to blame
the man for being an enthusiast.
"You have put in deuce of fix" he said at
last. "This Frenchman is acquainted with Miss Van
He knows she is here and will probably see her
off 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 of mixup In future, Dale while this
trip lasts you must forget my title. Look here have
brought you your winnings Eyot. Can't you rig
up some sort of yarn that l sporting friend of
yours and that you just trying to be funny when
tunity tell Count Marigny that your job taken
temporarily by driver named Ftzroy. By the way, is
the chauffeur Frenchman too?"
mo my - Dale caught Medenham's eye a very
cold eye at that instant. No, Sir. He's just litter
from the London agency
"Well, we must trust to luck. He may not remember
me in my chaufeurs kt-which is beasty uncomforta-
BILE, by the way. must get you summer rig. Here
is your money; five to took Don't lose sight of
those fellows and spend this half sovereign 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 any mischief When meet in Bournemouth
and Bristol say nothing to anybody about either the
me-
Dale was model of sobriety; but the excitement of
ives when he looked for threes much for him.
'Ill tank him all right my / mean Sir, he vowed
cheerfully.
Medenham lit a new cigarette and stroed out of the
yard
From the corner of his eye he saw Marignys helper
looking him. Without undue exaggeration he craned
his neck rounded his shoulders and carried himself
with the listess air of Pccadiy idler He reflected
too that bareheaded in evening dress would not
readily be identified with leather coated chauffeur
and Dale, he hoped, sufficiently endowed with
mother wit to frame story plausible enough to account
for his unforeseen appearance On the whole the posi-
ton was not so bad as it seemed in that first moment
when the of the SO Du Vallon revealed in the
handsome Count. In any event. what did it matter if
his harmless suberfuge revealed! The girl would
surely laugh, while Mrs. Devar would squirm. So now
for turn along the front, and then to bed
TT was perfect June evening" the fitting sequel to
day of unbroken sunshine marvellous amber light
lowered beyond the level line of the to the west
exquisite blue sufused the horizon from south to east
deepening from sapphire to ultramarine as 1T blended
with the soft shadows of summers night He found
himself comparing the skys southeastery tint with the
azure depths of Cynthia Vanrenens eyes; but he shook
off that fantasy quickly, crossed the roadway and
turned a resolute back He did not gain
great deal by this maneuver since his next active
thought centered species quest for the particu
lar window among all those storyed through which
Cynthia Vanrenen might even then be gazing at the
shining ocean. He looked at his watch. Half-past
nine.
Il am behaving like bithering idiot, he told him
self miss Vanrenen and her friends either the
pier listening the band sitting their coffee in
the glass cage behind there. I'll wire Simmonds in the
morning to hurry up
man descended the steps of the hotel and walked
straight across Kings Road. light gray overcoat,