New-York tribune., 1911-04-30
sIINDAY MAGAZINE FOR APRIL 80. 1911

SUNDAY MhOhH'i~L
e,,ncrH,ous note Of the picturesque II, .lI
80 I,ooon moored between the DuCai
paIacc and San Giorgio over the way, lay al
I,ai,.r cr,;scr. q German tourist steamer,
and two private yachts. From the taiitall ran
of the smarter pleasure craft traiIcu ''''
Stars and Stripes. nj. ,o;,er;no
with speculative gaze on the landing stage oI oI
their hotel. II wonder If we know t'lc'l''
Her husband withdrew a no less interested &c.
eve from the warship, marked the yaGnt >
outlines. and broke into great laugh ratc
IS surely in it," he declared. can you
guess who they arc|
"Not the TruscottS!
"Nobody else. Id know the Don care
in the dark. ,,ro,;.
But they're in Egypt for the HeiopohS
aviation meeting. ,...
"That ended last week. They We had lusV
time 70 steam comfortably across ana JON
us. tell YOU its Fate
Ann stole a curious glance at RodoSlaV'
To the others he seemed merely struck by
thc coincidence which gave new lease OF
HE TO the well worn family Joke; put Sne
II
bent upon the TruScotts' yacht. o MN II
was indeed the instrument of Fate!
Chapter XXI.
THEY encountered the TruScottS the
L same evening at Florian's. Inc caic
had an odd air Of dcscrton. The night was
to, sbarp To draw anyone to the tables undcr
the ,rcadcs. and even the indoor gathering
was small \ handful Of Ncnctians playcd
checkers or read cvc-straining newspapers IN
one corner: contingent from the tourist
steamer drank book in another. Midway
between. diSdaining the Germans ana tryh8
10 look as much at home rs the NcnctiailS'
sat Virginia and her husband.
"Heavcn be praised! she exclaimed cut
ting short yawn. in another iIll'luIC
sborId have gone back TO the yacht. II
ever come to Venice again out OF season l
hope somebody will pitch me III the Hrahu
Canal.
"Whv did YOU Gomez Mrs Blair voiced
the family curiosity.
The query touched a sensitive spring IN
the stockholders mechanism. "Because
wc'rc crawl" ne declared. "Thc travel bug
has bitten us We can't stop. Wen CAD till
we dic-if we do dicl Perhaps we won't be
llCkN enough ~ 'lt. tllieiI'9 w "a o.
gadding forever. like that Jew they tell
about He ought to have married Virginia,
that chap. They would have made good
team.
His wife laid her hand on his sleeve, and
ne subsidcd into a rumble. "Thc poor dear
has cold in his head and rheumatism in his
feet. She explained. "Whcn we put in at
Ancona. | wanted him to see the town; but
he preferred to stand on damp pier and
fish 50 naturally
Il was all right at Ancona, contradcted
her husband. "Those beastly tombs in
Ravcnna did me up.
"What nonsense! Dante and Theodore
tombs were as dry as-as-"
As am. said Justin tactfully. "What $
everybody going to drink
Virginia sought AIMS sympathy. u
don't know what has come over the man,
she contidcd. "Evcrything pals on him
now. If he gets any worse. | shall have 10
take him back to New York and set him to
work.
Seeing the broker absorbed in the mixing
of his favoritc beverage Mrs. Blair recurrcd
to her original question. you haven, t told
us what brought YOU to Venice, she re-
minded.
Were here, explained Virginia in dis
crppt tones "bccauSc with all our globe trOt-