The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-07-28

Duke of Osterly, friend Of Polly
ooly's, to whom indeed he quite I'M
consciously stood in loco PARENTS for
while. At least 1t was very agree
able meeting for me. though he went
away from it in state Of entirely
unreasonable depression considering
his income. And now my pocket is
positive volcano: there is that In It
which burns-burns." And he slapped
1t with the grand air.
You've touched Duke! How very
splendid" cried the Esmeralda. but
If it's your birthday, it's my supper.
l shall be hostess, so there!"
The three Of them got into her motor
brougham, and all the way to Princes
he and she wrangled amiably about
who should be host. The Esmeralda
prevailed, and she ordered the supper
in generous, broad-minded fashion,
displaying an accurate knowledge Of
the Honorable John Rufin's tastes,
which seemed to show that she had
paid no little attention to them.
The supper was proceeding joyously.
when in the middle Of it there came
to the next table a tall, barrel-shaped
young man with an unspeakably terri.
flying moustache. So fierce and big
and bristly was 1t that at first it alb
sorbed all the attention of the tremu-
lous beholder. Only when his natural
panic had abated could he observe that
the young man had cheeks uncommon
ly like little yellow cushions, thick lips
Of scarcely agreeable purplish red,
and little black eyes of the best boot
button type. His short-cropped black
hair looked q more excellent clothes
brush than ever came out Of a fac
tory.
The Esmeralda acknowledged his
profound and elaborate bow with the
slightest inclination, and a faint look
of dismay swept across her face. Pol
lyooly looked at him at length with
fascinated, half-frightened eyes. The
Honorable John Ruff1n gave him half
a glance and went on talking.
Presently the Honorable John Ruff
fin said, The yellow gentleman from
foreign parts. who keeps staring at
you as if he were quite fresh from his
simple village is worrying you. Shall
beg him to confine his sparkling
glances to the waiters?"
mo, no!'' said the Esmeralda quick.
ly. Leave him alone. He's a very
dangerous man. He's Diego Perez, the
son of famous Bolivian brigand-
and they call him the Prince of Monte
video."
He looks more like yellow dog"
said the Honorable John Rufin in
dispassionate tone, surveying him
coldly.
The South American twisted his
fierce moustache, scowled at the Hon
orable John Ruffin, and again turned
his gaze on the Esmeralda.
He was an awful nuisance out
there" she said, frowning. HE must
have been dreadfully spoilt when he
was young"
Hell get dreadfully spoilt now that
he's old, If he goes on staring. like
that" said the Honorable John Ruff
fin grimly. Though 1t would need
painstaking work to spoil face like
that"
ooh. no, no! You must leave him
alone. You must, really" said the
Esmeralda. Hes really very danger
Gus. The people out there were terri
fled Of him. They said he would stick
at nothing"
"A chip of the old brigand block,
eh?" said the Honorable John Rufin
calmly. But we must remember that
the terror of Montevideo is the lamb
Of Piccadilly"
But he carries weapons revol-
YER They all do" said the Esmer-
aida.
Mature gave me all the weapons |
need for dealing with South Ameri-
can princes" said the Honorable John
Ruffin calmly. But after all we're
not yellow-dog fanciers. Let us talk
about more interesting things-the art
of grilling bacon now"
Pollyooly did not understand their
talk very clearly, but she gathered that
her friends did not like the big vel
low gentleman with the splendid
sparkling diamond in his shirt-front;
and, Loyalty, she took strong dislike
to him herself The next time his
eyes fell on her, observing that her
companions were absorbed in one an
other. she made most hideous face
at him. He started, drew himself up
right in his chair, and scowled at her.
Pollyooly did not abate her hideous
grimace, and with an air Of dignity
he withdrew his eyes from her. But.
owing to defective training In his
youth, his was such an unbalanced ma
ture that he could not keep them off
her; and she enjoyed the rest of that
supper very much. Whenever the yell
low princes bootbutton eyes strayed
to their table, she was ready for him
with some fresh grimace, suggested by
truly fertile fancy He was bitterly
annoyed to find himself no longer able
to impress the Esmeralda with the
fiery glances of passion; he felt that
the need to see what new distortion
her angel face Pollyooly had ready for
him weakened his power of concen-
trating himself In a burning gaze, and
SO impaired its intensity At the end
of twenty minutes of it he gave 1t up.
rose with jerk from his chair. ami
strobe out OF the restaurant In petu-
liant fury.
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