Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-01-26

till you could get an answer. if you
choose to be so ridiculously overcau-
tious," Loveland insisted loftily. But
in that case you must cable at once
You will no doubt be willing to paw
for the message in advance?' suggest
ed the cashier.
Certainly not" said Val, no longer
trying to keep his temper under con-
trol. you've seen my card. Isn't that
enough for your
Business is business quoted the
bank employee. still unruf1ed. still
blind to Lord Loveland's Importance,
cold to his necessities.
And decency'S decency,' stormed
Val. careless now who looked or lis
tened and in q mood to wreck all
American institutions.
Yes. it's as well never to forget
that" the cashier limited Significantly.
Sorry we cannot accommodate YOU
at present."
Pm hanged if you ever get the
chance again." retorted Val. snatchinc
his letter of credit from the counter.
Il shall myself send Il cable to the
London and Southern which will make
you repent your pigheadedness." And
With this ultimatum he strobe to the
door as if on the way to sign a death
warrant.
"Beastly America. Beastly Ameri-
cans!' he muttered. Il suppose this
is their way of %resenting the existence
Of aristocracy."
Trying to forget the first snub man
had ever dared to deal him. he flashed
here and there in his motor cab. MAX
ing a house to house distribution of
Jim's envelopes and his own visiting
cards, according to home custom when
armed with letters Of Introduction.
The sky famed with sunset banners
Spanish ~colors-long before he had
finished his round and was ready to
return to the Waldorf. There his idea
Of a suitable present to the chauffeur
left him with the American equivalent
Of eight or nine shillings in his pocket:
But, as he had expected, the hotel paid
for his afternoons motoring. So cheer
fully did it pay that he sem off an I'M
necessarily long and extremely frank
cablegram to his London bankers
which they ought to receive on open
ing their doors next morning. He
thought that it would rather wake
them up and that in consequence of
their response to New York-certain
to flash immediately along the wires
he would receive an apology from the
u d wretch who had insulted him
that afternoon. But nothing would in
duce him to forget or forgive. He
had Informed the London bankers that
his business must be diverted into an
other channel, which they were invited
to suggest.
When Loveland found himself alone
again in his luxurious suit of room
with the November night coming on
and no amusement on hand he half
wished nee more that he had not
been so cautious in the matter Of ac-
cepttng invitations. After all, it would
not have compromised his future if he
had gone to dine with the C%oolidges
or Spanish eyed, firtatious Mrs. Milton
and her gentle little daughter Fanny.
The next best thing to dining with
friends would be to watch the coming
and going Of gay New York in the
restaurant.
He dressed and went down about 8,
therefore, looking forward to the nov
city Of the unknown.
IT, xr,or b,;l1:,-& $780,. ~
midst Of which Loveland had plunged.
Society Begins to dine earlier in New
York than in London; therefore at 8
o'clock dinner was in full swing.
There was scarcely an empty table,
and many of the women being in hats
and ~semi-evening dress, the red and
gold restaurant suggested to the new
conner a living picture of Paris.
He had had the forethought to tele-
phone down and order a table to be
kept for him, and on informing an in
te~rrogative waiter that he was Lord
Loveland he learned that his place
would be found at the far end of the
room.
1t looked a very far end, indeed,
gazing across an Intervening sea of
flower like hats, charming faces and
jeweled necks that glimmered white
under film of lace and tulle, but Love.
land was not shy. He rather enjoyed
his progress, winding on and on along
narrow paths between rose burdened
tables, with lovely eyes lifting to his
as he passed by. He wondered if any
pair Of those eyes was destined to
look down his own table at Loveland
castle some day. Well, they should
be beautiful eyes to deserve the hon
or. The thought slipped vaguely
through his head, and then his own
eyes frightened with the light of rec
ognition.
There, at a large table decorated with
white and purple ~violets, sat Elinor
Coolidge, her father, Mrs. Milton and
Fanny and two men whom Loveland
had never seen before. Standing and
bending slightly down to talk in a con-