The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1911-03-29


me or fused my energy with real
work"
but IL IS real work. You are one
Of those men who have done some
thing. Most men these days rest on
their fathers laurels."
ITS the line of the least resistance.
never knew that the Jersey coast
was so picturesque. What a sweep.
DO you know. your house on that
pine-grown crest reminds me of the
Villa Serbelloni. only yonder is the
sea instead of Como
Como" Her eyes became dream
lily half-shut. Recollection pat on its
seven-league boots and annihilated
the space between the wall under
her elbows and the gardens of Ser
belloni. Fitzgerald half understood
tho thought. Isn't Mr. Breitmanu
just q bit OF a mystery to you p she
asked. The seven-league boots had
returned at bound.
I'm some way, yes" He rather re-
scented the abrupt angle; IT was not
In poetic touch with the time being.
HE is inclined to be too much re-
served. But last night Mr.. Ferraud
succeeded In tearing down some OF It.
If | could put In q book what all you
men have seen anad taken part in,
some but for those scars"
He kicked the turf at the foot of
the wall. In Germany they are con-
sidered beauty-spots."
II am not in sympathy with that
custom"
still, ii requires courage Of kind
1.-The nohlest wounds are those that
are carried unseen. Student scars
are merely patches OF vanity"
f.
was nearly killed in the Soudan."
some defense for the absent. That
Breitmann had lied to him, that his
appearance here had been In the regu-
lar order OF things. did not take away
the fact that the Bavarian was q man
and brave one. Closely as he had
watched. up to the present he had
learned absolutely nothing; and to
have shown Breitmann the telegram
would have accomplished nothing fur
Their than to have put him wholly on
guard.
Have you no scars mischief in
her eyes.
Not YETI and the force OF his
gaze turned hers aside. yet l must
not forget my conscience: it's pretty
well battered up"
She greeted this with laughter She
had heard men talk like this before.
You have probably never done a
mean or petty thing in all your life"
Mean and petty things never dis
turb ii mans conscience. Its the big
things that scar"
That's a platitude,%
Then my end OF the conversation
is becoming fat
Confess that you are eager to re-
turn to the great highways once
more"
II shall confess nothing OF the sort.
should like To stay here for q hum.
dred years"
you would miss us all very much
them merrily. And Napoleons
treasure would have gone in and out
OF innumerable pockets!'
do you really and truly believe
that We shall bring home a single
franc OF it," facing her with in
credulous eyes.
Really and truly. And why not?
Treasures have been found before.
File on you for Doubling Thomas!'
We sometimes go many miles to
find, in the end. that the treasure was
all the time under our very eyes"
''Hyperboie"" But she looked down
at the lichen again and began peaiing
II off the stone. She thought Of a
duke she knew. At this instant he
would have been telling her that she
was the most beautiful women since
Helen. What relief this man at
her side was. She was perfectly aware
that he admired her, but he yelled
his tributes with half-smiies and
flashes of humor. What gay little
man that Mr.. Ferraud Isl" M
Lively as a cricket, Your father.
understand, Ii to take him an FAR m
MArseilles. After tonight everything
win BE- quite formal, I suppose. Hon
estiy. ! feel Ill at ease in accepting
your splendid hospitality. I'm an In
tcrloper. haven't even the claim
OF an ordinary Introduction. II has
been very. very kind Of you.n n
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