Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-01-12
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday. Page &
Company. Copyright. 1908. by
the Mcclure Company

NAOuShS h' odlu.
"Then 20 admit that you deserv
to be punished"
Perhaps.
(which means that you did believ"
| took your hair on purpose"
II didn't top to think" said Love.
land, telling the truth as usual, bu
less truculently than usual.
You are English, aren't you" the
girl asked, looking at him with her
brown. bewildering eyes.
"Oh. yes" replied Loveland in a tone
which added, ''of course"
II was sure you were. 1 suppose
you don't understand American girls
very well or perhaps any girls yet.
But. then. few men do really, except
poets or novelists. And you're not a
poet or a novelist?"
Rather not!'
You speak as though I'd asked if
you were a pickpocket. Do you de-
spise writers?"
I'D he sorry to be one. Wouldn't
you?" The girl laughed.
~ am one" she said. Il write
stories."
you're chatting"
mo. Pm not. Why should you think
SOP"
"Oh. we'll. because you don't look as
if you wrote"
THANK you. l suppose you mean
that for a compliment. But women
who write aren't scarecrows nova
days, if they ever We're"
well, anyhow, you're too young"
'I've been writing stories and get
ting them published, too. ever since I
was sixteen. That's some years ago
now. Please don't say you wouldn't
have thought it,, That would be toe
obvious even for an average Amer
leans idea of an average Englishman.'
Gas you thought" said Loveland, 81
don't know much about Americans yet.
I'm going over to the States to learn"
1.-THE States! How English that
sounds! We think we're all of Amer
ica-all that's worth talking about in
ordinary conversation. You thought
I'd taken your chair. 1 believe you
really did think that"
II did," admitted Val.
Il wonder why. My aunt's name is
on it."
ooh" said Loveland.
"See," went on the girl, leaning for
ward and displaying the label in the
deck stewards handwriting.
II do see," said Val. But that hap
pens to be my name."
"Loveland"
Eyes"
The girl blushed brightly. And she
vas more attractive than ever when
she blushed. ooh, how very odd!
Then perhaps this is your chair! How
perfectly horrid!!" She began to un-
wind herself from the rug which was
wrapped round her as a chrysalis
round an iacipient butterfly.
"Please don't get up" Loveland's
tone was almost imploring. "Do keep
the chair. l want you to keep it."
THANK you very much. But don't
want to keep it if it's yours, and I
think now it probably is"
but you expected to find yours
here"
"No; it wasn't that. But as / was
passing l saw my aunt's name on the
back Of a chair, and because the deck
steward had been told to put u in a
nice sheltered place I took. it for
granted that this vas hers. l didn't
know there was another Loveland on
the passenger list"
II noticed there was a Mrs. Love-
land" said Val, ''but didn't think much
about it, as she wasn't likely to turn
out a relative of mine. And my name
isn't on the list. I came in the place
of-another man"
As he made this explanation, with a
slight pause which meant the recol-
lection of his promise to Jim Harbor-
ough, Major Cadwallader Hunter went
by, walking slowly, and, having long
distance ears, heard as he passed. He
was waiting for his chance to mobile
Lord Loveland, and afterward he re-
membered those few last words which
he had caught.
'I'll go and look for the other Love-
land chair" said the girl.
You must do nothing of the sort"
exclaimed Val.
"Oh, it's easy to see you're an Eng
lishman. American men don't order us
about like that"
Loveland laughed. II didn't order
you about. / ordered you to sit STILL"
That's just as bad. You have the
air Of being used to give orders"
4 am. You see, I'm q soldier"
"oh, what q relief! I began to be
afraid you were q duke"