New-York tribune., 1911-04-02

s4oS away any longer I've come ask you and your
omnt~and shall we include Mrs. Truscot?-o take tea
with me. "D
wish a private or public performance? she quened
Public by all means Suppose we say at the Lat.
,or;a della Cappeleta? We shall be sure of a crowded
iienCe there at five o clock.
Chapter "
rI,IIr ,,blic performance of "A Prince in Chains at
L the primitive little dairy where fashion for the
,,,sn, chose to drink its tea prelude to a run
80 tbo same comedy with all Como for audience and
Lckqround Rodosav sent his Swiss valet with flowers
er, morning: he danced attendance every night Ann
49, 70 he found al home; while the hours between saw
b;rn man dominated by the one idea of amusing an
American Girl whom the opinion of Ango-Saxon
Cadenabba-Scemed to have no appreciation OF MS
exalted rank or of her own undeserved good fortune
He ORGANIZED excursions to LeCco and the country Dack
NJ Bcaqeio; he golfed, rOwed, walked. idled as her
caDrice dictated he even planned night ascent OF
Monte Crocione which Mrs. Blair whom neither noun
tain climbing small hour prowlngS attracted vetoed
with decision.
Virginia Tr1scott would have gone. She would have
chaperoncd anything Rodoslav proposed Her admira.
ton for him bordcred on monomania ms ne turned
10 profit rCdOubng his attentions 90 Ann whenever she
was bv As a matter of course he included her and her
husband in an expedition by launch to the castle
crowned rock of COrenno, which ne offered as sub
stitute for the sunrise breakfast on the mountain The
dav became one of Virginia most cherished rccoec-
tions
1t was such a day, indeed, as might leave lasting
fragrance in any memOIy. Time seemed to fngcr to
S9vOr the perfect moment OF perfect autumn. the
luscious riDcness that tomorrow wOud call decay The
air was its soitcSt the lake its blueS the vineyards the
forests the mountains their most elusive veil OF
haze. Bcaggio SpoteSS IN Ihe morning sun the rune
Be Latte spouting truly milk white today; the brown
ia tower keeping watch upon Narenna; Bclano hold
ING the gateway of its purple vaey-al the panorama
al the eastern shore shared in the atmospheric wchcry
which reached its supreme expression round the battle
.cnci ruin they had made their place Of pilgrimage.
7,HEY lunched outdoors, Rodoslavs servant spread
,r. the cloth in an olive grove and ided away the
warm .-'a hours amid the Crumblng walls OF the ruin.
The Prince. who sketched, amused himself with the
rrlcs trunks Of the olive trees. TruscOt, deprived OF
M tN, and The Joy of casting line. reverted to his
.ri-i .--,ar and proposed a game of bridge.
H;e vtt. voiced the common horror Bridge, she
.-.t Iu Tic o.stle of Corenno. You deserve to be
thrown of the rock!
~ can't ec why" said the stockbroker with sin
ceritv aui ,clcctng fiat stone, devoted himself 20
~Ifi1,'- Delight"
"Forny part " declared Virginia, Il mean to dream
o. -a. -toriod past
tn. -,oried past did not bar lively interest in
.-. present however Mrs. Blair, who had no civil
l..u.oc of escape became the recipient OF stream OF
gossip as inexhauStblc the widows cruise. Ann,
.rr. fortunately placed contrived to steal away and
.0~.fy herself against boredom in a dilapidated tower
with fautless view.
But She was not to be solitary She had scarcely pos
-cscd herself Of her lordly prospect when she heard
RolOSlavs step.
You are very pictorial" he said. Il wish could
-caly draw
She turned her head Just far enough to meet his eyes.
Aren't You wasting energy:" She queried.
He came and stood over her lust what does that
mean. my ally"
"Isn'tit perfectly clear2 We have audience. Why
not rest?'
Il had some such idea when | followed you off the
stage he smiled They say actors often read or sew
or Chat while they wait. Why not tell your leading lady
tll, She is pictorial:
"Ouriica5 Of rest differ returned Ann dryy. Sup
pos, we leave al that for the footghts.'
Nou are very businesslke.
-I- that fault"