Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-07-13

mouth and hands IN pockets. Ii was a
November day. OF Indian summer warmth.
The huge ship felt no impulse from the
waves. which fawned upon her sides. and
LOveland who had been bored by the ne
cessity to leave his native land. began
suddenly to feel happy, quite boyishly
happy.
A great many other people were parad-
ing up and down also; pretty girls, walk
ing alone, or with parents, or accom-
panied by youths with whom they intend
ed to flirt during the voyage shrewd.
faced men. with eyes good natured yet
keen. and an air OF solid Importance
which might mean millions; handsome.
prosperous-looking women. whom Love
land guessed to be Newport and New
York hostesses. pleased to welcome prowl-
ing marquesSes, and besides these num-
bers OF vague persons whom to meet once
was to forget twice.
After half an hours walk Val had Sc
lected two girls from the rosebud gar
den'' which. he felt bloomed for his bene-
fit in this mammoth, floating flower bed
There were so many attractive ones that
II was dificult to choose, yet Val did not
doubt that he had weeded out tho best.
and he hoped that. OF the pair. one might
be the principal unmarried millionairess
Of the Mauretania.
There could hardly have been a greater
contrast between girls than between these
two whom Lord Loveland had mentally
set apart for himself as man picks out
the most becoming neckties from box
on q shop counter.
One, who walked the deck with an cid
erly man whose likeness Of feature pro-
claimed him her father, was very tall. Al
most as tall as Loveland. who could be
q six-footer when he took the trouble not
to SLOUGH. She was slender In all the
right places, and rounded in all the right
places. her waist being so slim that she
seemed held together only by spine and
q ladylike ligament or two: which means
faulflessness of figure according to fash
template standards. She had FURNISHED
auburn hair. and magnificent yellow-gray
eyes, trimmed with dark lashes Her nose
was aQuiline. her mouth red and dropping
at the corners. a combination which made
her profile closely resemble famous pho
tograph Of the Empress Eugene in the
prime of loneliness.
A number of the nicest-looking people
who came and went on deck seemed glad
to claim acquaintance with this girl and
her handsome father; but though they
were warmly greeted again and again. the
girl maintained a. cool dignity not un-
worthy of Betty Bulkeley's mother, the
Duchess OF Stanforth.
Val said to himself that the mater
would be pleased with a daughter-in-law
Of this type. and that such girl would
never make her husband ashamed. EL~
could not imagine falling in love with her
hard brilliance; but then he wasn't going
to America to fall in love. His intentions
were strictly businesslike. And this girl
was DOuuQ u De gu even "titI z.
She would look an ideal hostess. enter
tanning house parties at Loveland Castle.
when her money had restored it 10 all
and more than its ancient splendor.
Loveland's second choice might have
been his first for some reasons, and. in
fact, she was his first by impulse; only
she did not look as obviously an heiress
as the other. Neither was she so obvi-
ously a beauty: yet her charm leaped at
the beholder with the briefest glance.
al 1xy hof hnh
leaped at him through his eyes. and thrill
ingly through his nerves. in a mysterious,
indescribable, curiously interesting way.
She was not very TALL and she was a
slim slip Of a creature, not in the least
like a fashion plate, but suggestive of
soft, natural curves. even in her navy
blue tailor-made frock.
If she had been stage struck and had
asked for a chance in the chorus, the
atrical manager would have found him
self giving it to her, he hardly knew
why. more because she said she wanted
1t than on the strength of her voice, or
form, or features. Then, having yielded
so far to her magnetism, he would have
said to himself, "She isn't striking enough
for the front row, or even the second.
She must go into the third And there
she would have gone docilely. Yet the
critics and all other men with eyes would
have picked her out. and presently she
would have been more noticed than the
beauties in the front row. BY and by.
when there arose q little part with a few
lines to speak. she would have got It. and
at last. In some way or other. it would
have been she who was making the hit
of the piece
Lord Loveland did not say anything of
this sort to himself but he felt faint
electric shock of interest every time they
passed and repassed each other; though
after the first she did not look at him,
with the big brown eyes that surely had
the prettiest. most bewitching lashes ever
seen.
Really, they were charming eyes. IL
nothing else were actually beautiful
about the girl, her eyes undoubtedly were
exquisite. They were very soft and no
man could look into them even for half IA
second in passing without realizing de-
yet they were NOT coquettish. except for
that piQuant effect of the curled lashes.
They were full Of sympathy and intelli-
gence. and gazed frankly. sweetly out al
the world. as IL they could understand.
and laugh or cry at things which other.
commonplace eyes would never even see.
For the rest she had the clear, colorless
skin which shows every change OF emo
ton q sensitive mouth, not too small for
generosity: in the firm. little chin cleft
which meant a keen sense of humor. and
a slightly impertinent nose, which might
mean anything or nothing.
Loveland felt that 1t would be interest
ing to know this girl, even IL she were
might prove to be one. because ii would
be hard to learn the wisdom OF ceasing -
know her II she turned out as poor as
himself
The difficulty in judging these Ameri-
can girls. Val began to think as he
watched the charming review, was that
they all looked like millionairesses. They
walked as IL they were SO used to being
young persons OF Importance that they
graciously waived the fact Of their own
greatness-which means that they had
the air Of goddesses. or princesses at tho
least. They were all dressed perfectly,
and grooIned perfectly. Their frocks fit
ted perfectly, and every detail of their
toilets was perfect, from the buttons OF
their English gloves to the toes OF their
American boots SO how was a man To
Judge which were the ones and which the
other ones?
Val made up his mind at last that he
would walk no more. but would sit down
and think this question over. Besides.
for some moments the enchanting girl in
the navy-blue frock had ceased to fit to
and fro. Therefore he went toward ths
sheltered corner. where he knew his deck
chair was waiting for him. and to his ex-
IRENE surprise found her comfortably in
stalled in 1t.
(To be continued tomorrow.)