Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-07-15

ship came in sight. us he some one of
| Importance
| Cadwallader Hunter naturally under
| stood that 1t was the girl. not the man, in
| whom Loveland was interested. That. Is
Judson r. Coolidge" he replied. and it
| is Miss Einor Coolidge, his only child,
| who is with him. He is a rich man,
though not one of our richest. Made his
money In the wholesale dry goods bust
ness in Chicago. But Miss Elinor. whom
he adores. runs him (the mothers dead):
and as the girl knows her market value,
she's induced her father to take big
| house in New York and a cottage at
Newport. Would you care to meet them?"
Thanks, yes. A little later" answered
Val, very civilly for him.
There are several other pretty young
| women on board" said Cadwallader
| Hunter.
80 I've noticed" said Loveland
! "Ah, men OF your country appreciate
the charming women Of ours! You've car
| ried away many Of our fairest flowers.
And some Of the best worth plucking."
us that q pun?' asked Loveland. star
ing at his companion to see II he had the
impudence to mean anything.
| Maj. Cadwallader Hunter Uttered He
had an irritating little habit of tittering
when he was ingratiating himself with
| new acquaintance. But 1t was q most
refined litter.
"Oh. dear, see what you mean. But,
no iuoeeus was quite Innocent OF any
double entendre. was merely trying my
best to be poetical 1 assure you. There
was no question Of plucking' In the inter-
national alliances of British titles and
American dollars I had in mind. A
familiar. and. to my idea, suitable COM
bination., But perhaps you disapprove Of
international marriages?'
Mot t. said Val.
The tone told Cadwallader Hunter all
that he wanted to learn He now knew
bod
that Lord Loveland was in search of a.
rich wife. He saw his way to earning
considerable kudOs In playing bear leader
to young and unusually good-looking
British peer. and he determined to be-
come that bear leader. whether the bear
yearned for his leadership or not.
Miss Coolidge is not the only hand
some heiress on board. There are others
there are Others" he went on, airily
You have only to point out any young
to make and the thing is fait ac-
compH."
do you know q Mrs Loveland on the
ship?" Val inquired, after slight hesita-
ton which he could hardly have explained
to himself.
Maj. Cadwallader Hunter shook his
head. Now that you speak of 1t. ]
think do recall there being Mrs. Love
land on the passenger list. but"
"She has a niece" said Val
"Ah?' The elder man pulled q folded
passenger list out OF his pocket and ran
his eye down the LIS" Then the niece
has not the same name. But Til engage
to find out all about the ladies for you,
| II you're interested in them"
Loveland paused for an instant, on the
point OF refusing the service. But he re-
nected that making inquiries about un-
known ladies was not q dignified proceed
ing. and that he would prefer to have
| Mai Cadwallader Hunter undertake It,
| rather than compromise himself.
1t Will be easy for me, as know so
many people," volunteered the American.
oh. very we'll. Thank you." said Love-
| land, stiff1y, with that upward infection
| OF the voice which can make q thank
you" as irritating as mosquito bite.
| He was ready now to use Maj. Cadwal-
branches. but did not intend to be over
civil In return He OWNED that Cad
wallader Hunter by name was q tuft-
hunter by nature: that vast wealth. or
In Gilead; and that he was not one Of
those sensitive souls who find 1t dif1icult
to be kind to the rich, for fear Of being
misunderstood by the world.
to become Lord Loveland's catspaw. be-
cause he hoped that his way of handling
the chestnuts would do him honor. He
believed that II through Lord Loveland
he did not become king Of all the lions in
New York that season, he might, at least.
be kings Jester.
Presently, still smiling. he left Val,
stretched luxuriously in the labeled deck
| chair. and trotted away to tell more peo-
pie what q charming fellow Lord Love-
land was. All the while 1t would have
done his soul good-what there was OF 1t
Ito box Vals ears. But it would have
done him still more good to be resouled
or even half souled, for all that he had
ever possessed was long ago worn to
rags
Maj. Cadwallader Hunter prided himself
on being able to find out everything about
everybody. even when starting from the
point OF complete ignorance and handi-
| capped by q time limit. Indeed, he had
nicH detective instinct. and putting It to
use was one Of the games he played best.