The Ordway new era., 1911-11-24

American rendezvous In London anc
spoke to the man behind window D
Now. Mr. Gray, you will be sure tc
send some very nice Americans to me
won't you? ] am trusting entirely tc
your selection" The ever ready
smile OF the American came to hei
lips and eyes.
"Just fancy any Yankees being
otherwise" laughed the Englishman
But l will confine my choice to tive
whom I think worthy Of your hospi
tality."
"I'll bet you put Gray up to sending
a man and woman" chided Bot
Graham as he assisted his wife up the
wobbling stairs of Kensington bus.
In the meantime Margery Bonner
walked leisurely along the Haymarket
toward the rendezvous. Her arect
back and trim, artistic costume pro
claimed her an American girl.
And Hugh Gray. the man behind
window D. was waiting for Margery
Bonner. He had selected her as one
of the guests for Mrs. Graham's
Thanksgiving dinner. She had been
calling for her mail only during the
last three weeks, but Gray had discov.
cred her charm the very first time her
big blue eyes seemed to coax him for
letters.
He looked up when she stood be-
fore him.
II want several letters this morn
ing" she Informed him. her lips part
ing over n row Of perfect teeth.
lot IA
said. giving them to her eager hands.
THANK you. When I read these I'm
going to ask you about this" she said
pointing to Mrs. Graham's invitation.
Robert Dexter swung in from the
street. his broad shoulders swaying
under an American rain-coat and his
American eyes seeing everything with.
in range. They lighted at sight Of
Margery Bonner.
And while her eyes were lowered
over her letters, Margery Bonner's
heart gave little jump when some
body big and broad passed her on his
way to window d. She had covertly
admired his clear cut lines and the
honest look in his eyes.
Tho girl approached window D
again. Tell me-" she asked. 'if you
know anything about the person
who put this notice here?"
The Englishman smiled his approx
nj Of her directness.
"A very charming little woman" he
said quickly. "A Mrs. Graham. She
and her husband are strangers in Lon
don and are simply longing for
friend on whom to lavish n generous
Impulse"
where do they live?" Miss Bonner
had made up her mind. She was heart
sick and dreading the coming Thanks
giving away from all her people. She
reflected that no harm could possibly
come OF so discreet an offer.
The address she got was near her
own boarding house in Kensington.
Robert Dexter watched her leave
the office and step into n cab and whirl
away.
In his turn he addressed the clerk.
Dexter was embarrassed. he was un-
decided rs to how to preface his query.
The clerk saw his predicament. He
smiled his knowledge of Dexter's de-
sire. In the American there suddenly
was born a great liking for all En-.
glishmen.
"She is a Miss Bonner" Gray said
without waiting for the question.
When Dexter left the American
rendezvous. he had Mrs. Graham's ad.
iress in his pocket and Gray took
lown a certain notice which ended his
part in the planning Of Thanksgiv.
ng dinner.
On the last Thursday in November
taxicab whirled to the curb of
beautiful little home on St Mary's
.oad Margery Bonner stepped out in
The daintiest OF gray chiffon toilettes.
She carried huge bunch OF roses sus
piciously like American beauties and a
small square package.
IT received your note. Miss Bonner"
said Mrs. Graham as she led the way
upstairs and into her own boudoir. In
her heart she thanked MIR. Gray for
his excellent choice. "And we are go.
ing to be even more unconventional
and use first Names" she went on
quickly in order to hide any sense OF
strain. II don't want Mr.. Dexter, n
friend Of my husband. to know"
you are dear-to think of that
burst out Margery. land l am glad
brought you some roses" She thrust
the huge bouquet into the arms of her
hostess.
How sweet. Margery," said Helen,
shyly
Don't mention it"