Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-02-05

am rather in a hurry" Gaillard an
swered. Anything new? Perhaps you can
tell me here"
@Very good. The building is your office,
eh?' and Fiaschi shrugged resignedly. Il
have only to inform you this option which
money not later than the seventeenth, and
this is important you shall know"
| Gaillard colored wrathfully. "But you
said the end of the MONTH"
"Ah, yes, this was my wish, my hope; but
| also am helpless. This is the cable from
Paris He produced the cable in question,
and Gaillard read it with blur of red before
his eyes. He felt convinced that the Count
had requested this demand for no other
purpose than that of destroying all possible
chance for him (Gaillard) to meet his OBJ
legations. He saw more than the words
upon the yellow slip; he saw ruin smoking
about him, and his structures prone on the
ground.
Yet one CLEAN of hope still shone through
it all, and with characteristic American
stoicism he accepted the outlook with scarce
" sign that Faschi could have enjoyed.
| GAIL right" he answered carelessly, hand
ing back the message. as that all you can
think of to-day"
at is enough for me-" replied the Count,
mirthlessly smiling. Il shall be oblige to
call upon all my resource, everything. Your
self-ah, you Americans have such untold
moneys"
His gentle hint that Gaiard must COM
mand a very large sum of money within a
week to meet his obligations or be wrecked,
was not at all lost on his business associate,
who felt the barb of the Counts little shaft
diffusing poison through his system.
| They went to the elevator together, part
ing below in the hallway of marble that led
to the Broadway entrance. Each was
anxious to escape the other, and both took
cabs block apart and started a race up
town to the Van Kirk mansion.
They were doomed to double evaporation.
Not only did they once more meet at Alice's
home and exchange the venom of jealous
hatred, disgust, and distrust, but Alice and
Thurley were away for a ride in the park
and had left no word as to when they might
return. Both men went off wrathfully-to
inundate the place with flowers.
| A LAS for plans! The quiet ride intended
by Alice and Thurley for little slip
ping away together, for much needed calm
and subsistence of nerves and pulses, had
been metamorphosed almost at the moment
of departure into one more extraordinary
experience.
| Grand Duke Karl-Wilhelm, youthfully
confident that American manners were abb
solutely informal and different from those
of civilized communities, had translated
Thurleys hospitable remarks with literal
license positively touching. He had come
unexpectedly this afternoon, because he
wished to come, and had found an earlier
arrival on the scene, in American tailoring,
bit impractical. Indeed, he apologized
profusely for this somewhat tardy appear
ance, when the dictates of his heart and the
sentimental system would have urged him
to the scene the very next morning after his
formal introduction.
| Alice and Thurley with one accord had
invited him into the carriage. He sat him
self down by the "Princess" with an alacrity
that could leave no doubt of the happiness
he declared to be his portion, and forthwith
desired to know of Thurley and Madam Van
Kirk if their tongues were accustomed to
French. His JOY could scarcely have been
concealed when he learned that Alice was
helpless and Thurley fluent in the Gallo
language. Nevertheless, he continued for
time to address them both in German.
| He was pleasant youth, despite the fact
that he had fallen hopelessly in love. His
observations, as quaint as child's, amused
his companions UNNECESSARILY. The build
ings, the American women, and the brilliant
winter sunshine astonished him in nearly