Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-02
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Drink a bottle. you and your COM
rade,'' he said.
This the officer promised to do forth
with. He returned the passports put a
hand to his cap respectfully and, followed
by his assistant. walked off briskly.
Grumbach took of his derby and wiped
the Precipitation from his forehead. The
moisture had not been wrung forth by
any atmospheric effect. From the top OF
his forehead to the cowlick on the back
of his head ran a broad white scar. A,
one time or another Grumbach had beer
on the ragged edge of the long journey
He went out Of doors. There is nothing
like sunshine to tonic the ebbing courage
Coming up the thoroughfare. with q
dash OF spirit and color. was a small
troop of horses. The sunlight broke upor
the steel and silver. A waiter. cleaning
off the little iron tables on the sidewalk
paused. The riders passed. all but two ir
them till they disappeared into the palace
courtyard. He called to the waiter.
who are they?"
THE grand duke and some Of his staff
herr
1.-The grand duke. Who was the gen
tleman in civilian clothes?"
That was his excellency. Herr Car
michael. the American consul"
Very good. And the young lady?"
Her serene highness. the Princes.
Hildegarde."
Bring me glass Of beer" said Grum-
bach. sitting down at a table. thou
sand questions surged against his lips
but he kept them shut with all the stol.
idity Of his native blood. When the
waiter had set the beer down before him
he said: Where does Herr Carmichael
live?"
1.-The consulate is in the Adlergasse
He himself lives here at the Grand Hotel
Ach! He is great man. Herr Carmi-
chaeI."
SOP. '''-'
"A friend of the grand duke. a friend of
her serene highness, liked everywhere. a
fine shot and a great fencer. and rides
a horse as IL he were sewn to the saddle.
And all the ladies admire~him because he
Dances '.............
so he dances? Quite a lady's man.
To Grumbach a man who danced was a
tempt. ''.'''''
You would not call him a lady's man
If you mean he wastes his time on them. -
But you say. he dances?'
"Ach. Colt! Don't we all dance to
some sp17 tune or other" cried the waiter
You are right: different music. differ
ent jigs. Take the coppers.'
Thanks, herr The waiter continued
his work.
So Herr Carmichael lived here. That
would be convenient. Grumbach decided
to wait for him. He had seen enough of
men to know If he could trust the consul
He glared at the ambergold In the glass;
took a vigorous swallow, and smacked
his lips. sentimental old fool; he was
neither more nor less.
The wait for Carmichael was short.
The American consul came along with
energetic stride. He had been to the
earlier maneuvers. and aside from coffee
and bacon he had had no breakfast. The
ride and the cold air of morning had made
him ravenous. Grumbach rose and caught
Carmichael by the arm.
"Your pardon, SIR he said in good
English. but you are Mr.. Carmichael,
the American consult
II am"
will you kindly look over my papers,"
Grumbach asked.
You are from the United States?''
Then Carmichael remembered that this
must be the compatriot who arrived the
night before. II shall be very glad to
see you in the Adlergasse at half-after
ten. 1t is one fight up. next door to the
Black Eagle. Any one will show you
the way. 1 haven't breakfasted yet, and
1 cannot transact any business in these
Grumbach liked the consuls smile.
More than that. he recognized instantly
that this handsome young man was a
gentleman. The inherent respect for
caste had not been beaten out of Grum-
bach's blood; he had come from q brood
in a peasants hovel. To him the word
gentleman would always signify birth
mind were did not matter much.
He had more than an hour to idle
away. so he wandered through the park.
admiring the freshness of the green, The
we'll kept flower beds. the crisp hedges
and the clean graveled paths. There