The Washington herald., 1911-08-30
CHAPTER XIV.
The ArtfuI Gentleman from Ken
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The ArtfuI Gentleman from Ken
lucky.
II was dusk Heavy shadows lay over
the trees which lined the curving walks
leading across A little park TO the stately
white house beyond. From that direc-
ton now appeared several gentlemen
advancing in scattering groups They
might almost have been made up of
conspirators, so intent they seemed, so
apprehensive lest even their thoughts
might be read Two of them drew apart
one of these slender bony man. the
other a tall and dark man. The latter
spoke almost moodily.
Il doubt your ability, my dear sir, to
influence so shrewd a man in any such
way as you suggest. Besides, he is not
Of our party
That's all the better. A man of our
party might. could. would and should
keep his mouth shut about such tick
Iish matter, but outside our party, any
who begins it has got TO keep his mouth
shut
There is no other way" he added,
smiling IF must be done. The Count
ess St Auban is here again! This band
of gypsy heathens from Hungary is also
kere. The country is wild over Kossuth.
Wen have to accept this invitation to
invite him! But Austria remains bitter
against the countess. What we must do
is to have her go back home with these
commissioners from Hungary. There's
ugly talk about the way she's been used
That fellow Carlisle-good riddance Of
him from the army-even confessed he
engaged in a game of cards''-their
heads bent together-''in short, the devil
is to pay with the administration II this
gets out. We can't Danish her again.
But how can we with dignity even it
with her, so she will make no talk? II
she likes. she can ruin us, because Car
Isle can't be kept silent, now he's out
OF the army. And he's crazy over her,
anyhow"
so? I do not blame him
Yes. Therefore, since all Of US have
lacked wisdom in our own camp, we'd
cen do we'll to take wisdom where we
can find it,
They parted, the last speaker presently
to hail the nearest carriage. The driver
few moments later drew up at the
front of a spacious and dignified brick
building, whose reserved look might
have pronounced II a private hotel or Il
club for gentlemen. The visitor seemed
Louis" said he to the attendant, ''is
Mr.. - in?" He mentioned a name
which even then was well known in
Washington
Il think you will find him in the read
ing room, SIR was the answer.
The inquirer passed to the right, enter
ing wide room with tables, books.
chairs, discreetly shaded lamps. At
one table, drawn close to the light
and poring over printed page, sat a
gentleman whose personality was not
without distinction. The gray hair
brushed back from heightening fore
head might have proclaimed him even
beyond middle age, and his stature, Of
about medium height. acknowledged easy
living in its generous habit. The stock
and cravat of an earlier day gave a
certain austerity to the shrewd face,
lighted by q pair Of keen gray eyes,
which now turned to greet the new
conner. He rose, and both bowed for-
mally before they advanced to take each
other by the hand. They were ac-
quaintances, II not intimate friends.
Evidently this particular club no more
enlisted fits members from this or that
political party than did either OF the
leading parties call upon anx certain
section for their membership