Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-05-14


altogether, Virginia came dawdng back with an amused
expression:
And Miss Milburn!"
Ann is up and about somewhere. Her aunt can't
understand why she didn't call her.
She and Rodosav probably wanted to sidcstep the
chapcrons." Truscott remarked. Then, the ar,hcd
eyebrows of his wife reminding him that AIMS former
sutton might relish the Jest kccnly he
tactfuy added, Speaking of peaches. Buckley says
the Montenegro article is quite up to standard.
Both sting and antidote were unfet by the alb
stractcd Buckley. Il have something particular to
say Mrs. Blair" he abruptly announced. Please
help me to see her alone
"Of course, said Virginia
Kick if l get in the way, invited her husband,
Buckeyes seriousness tempered by smile.
Il isn't you two want to avoid he explained
Whoever he had in mind his fears of interruption
were gro1ndlcss He alone in the courtyard when
Mrs. Blair appeared in the doorway.
7 ONLY just learned that you had come specially
to me-. she said.
Buckley shook hands ncrvously and proposed stroll
along the outer ruins II have things to say about
Prince Rodoslav which just at present had rather
nobody overheard" he told her.
Following AIMS diSioincd revelations, his announce
startled her: but she kept silent till they had put
nearly the full reach of the cliff between them and
possible auditors.
as it so serious mater2' she asked.
Eyes, Mrs Blair, most serious. should not be here
otherwise. Depend upon it. if | had seen any way of
getting of this GRAND, should have taken it. For
more reasons than can explain, wish this duty had
fallen else. 1t is very difficult for me, very
painful"
81 see that"
"If your husband was within reach should have
gone to him; but he is not and | feel that
close to Miss NIilburn ought to know what know
without delay God knows wish her well from the
bottom of my heart! 1t will go hard with her, this
of mine; but if held my tongue she might suffer
The facts
"Are you quite sure they are facts?' Her own
of justice less than AIMS plea for Clcmcncy.
impccd her to caution him to weigh his words Men
in Prince Rodosav's position cannot escape harsh
criticism.
Il realize that But there was no malice only pity
behind the condolences made to not repeating
the kind of gossip any tourist may hear the table
dh6te Mrs Blair. The things know learned not
a traveller, but a student, official couldn't
have upon them in any other way. Let me make
that more clear to you
You need not.
81 had rather if you don't mind. | can put it in :,
nutshell. The truth is since was boy have
been interested in the people who live down here in this
of Europe. read everything about the Scrvins
| could lay my hands | learned to read their Ian
guagc, and came to have the ambition to write about
them day. My appointment to diplomatic
post in the Balkans realized dream of years [
mention this because it explains why the Nontcnc
gns who surely the noblcst of the Servians and
fought the hardest for liberty, have given their
fdence. l have found friends among them from the
humbcSt to the highest, and, though haven't the:
right to tell you precisely who spoke to of Rodosav.
| may still say that you can hardly put his rank too
high He is incapable of injustice. this man. HIS
attitude, as | said, of pity. He pitcs ROdoSlav
so much that it only when he learned that Mis-,
Nliburn friend of mine that he disclosed things
that known only to three four great chanCellccs
You See am not interfering without grave -
Eyes, yes!" she interrupted, now thoroughly alarmed.
:" But what is it ought to know
BUCKLEY skipped the remainder of his preamble.
- maybe you have nkling of it already he
said, Has Rodoslav mentioned his claim to
the old Servian throrc?''
"Not to me-" Then, recollecting AIMS hysterical
illusions she added, But I've reason to know that he
has something on his mind. Can it be he dreams"
She stopped dauned by the grandiose audacty of her
surrnsc.
The Diplomat nodded. Dreams-that's the word. -