Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-25

ana she COulCn put III up again, DIS one Ol
her small white shoes was left behind in the
bog and it was perilouS work balancing on
one foot So she stood still. and gazed in
wrath and fury at the two spotted COWS on
the other side of the barrier. Mark gave
way to helpless :nirth.
MARK, if you don't stop, shall hate YOU,
There's nothing funny about 1t at all. Those
cows were perfectly raging, and they nearly
killed us. I've never had such horrible
sensation
Mark controlled himself by violent Ct
fort "Oh, Priscilla, I'm sorry! Look, I'm
not laughing at all: I'm not even smiling
Were you really frightened?'
Il was simply parayzed with terror, r.
piled Priscilla impressively. And. what
ever YOU say, Mark, you look exactly as
though you wanted to laugh and it hurt
dreadfullv not to. It's worse than laughing.
| want nv shoe and my hat right away
Il f1y" cried Mark. "Onlv don't be sur
prised if | fling them in your face when |
come back, as that chap De Lorges did with
his lady's glove.
NO, don't" walled Priscilla franticalis
and Mark, halfway over the hedge, looked
back at her inquiringly Don't go, mean
Oh, they're coming back, come back,
I'm afraid
Mark descended in dignifed silence. PRS
ella was still jumping up and down On one
foot and wringing her hands in anguish.
what are YOU afraid OFF, he demanded
severely. "Thev haven't any horns. even
Their only weapon Is tail. Their only de
fects are curiosity and spots.
"They-they bite" returned Priscilla de
family.
Mark sudden laughter woke the echoes
"Oh, Priscilla. Oh. Priscilla. You don't be-
lieve it? A mere piebald COW: Immortal
gods. She says they bite
Rupert told me. replied Priscilla coldly.
@And he knows a great deal more about
COWS than you do, Mark. You can't 60
back. anyway And I'm awfulv tired. and
my hairs coming down, and its all your
fault, and don't know what to do
~You might put Your foot down, sug
gested Mark, and he laughed again. 1T
would simplify matters, and it won't hurt
you bit. Oh, PRISCILLA"
Priscilla put her foot down 50 emphatically
that it suspiciously resembled a stamp. I'm
tired of your laughing in that ridiculous
way she said TREMENDOUSLY. I'm tired OF
your laughing at me, anyway. You always
laugh-you
Mark was on his knees beside her in a min
ute "Oh, I'm so sorry" he begged. Il
thought YOU were just playingIbut I'm So
stupid, You know how stupid l am. You
aren't angry. are vou?'
4 don't know" replied Priscilla sedately
and tried to pull away her hand Nothing
in the world is quite SO sedate as young
woman who knows that she is in the wrong
"Oh, you mustn't be. even in play: not
even to pretend. 1t hurts me so, You don't
know. But you're my playmate. You rc
the only one who understands in all the
world, and when you're angry
"The only oneo" asked Priscilla softly, and
her hands were still.
Mark knelt for moment in his silence
his head bowed over the little. fragile pass
i've hands Then he let them fall and rose
slowly to his feet "No. he said simply. Il
i had forgotten" He drew long breath
he had nearly forgotten, indeed -.Jacqueline.
Cesar, and the secret, and the important
question. He had nearly forgotten honor.
To be concluded next Sunday