The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1912-12-06

speak Of money. Of disease. OF soal
dal, or Of too intimate personalities
In Madame Reynier's case II also r,
: strained her from every sort OF exal
gerated speech, She spoke Englla
with some difficulty and preferre
French
Van Camp seated himself on a splF
dle-legged. gilt chair by Madame ReJ
nler's side, and begged 10 know hoy
they were enduring the New York ell
mate, which had formerly proved In
tolerable to Madame Reynier. AS h
seated himself she stretched out say
Ing hands.
Il can endure the climate. thanl
you; but | can't endure to see you
life endangered on that silly chair, my
dear MIR Van Camp, There-thanl
you And when he was seated in Z
solid mahogany, he was rewarded with
Madame Reynief's confidential chat
They had returned to their New Yorb
apartment In the midst Of the summer
season, she said for professional ad
Vice" She and her niece liked the
city ana never minded the heat, Me.
lanie, her aunt explained, had been
enabled to see several old friends, and,
for her own part she liked home at
any time Of the year better than the
most comfortable Of hotels.
This Is quite like home" she add
ed, even though we are really ex.
Hes Aleck ventured to hope that
the professional advince" had not
meant serious trouble OF any sort.
"A slight indisposition only"
And are you much better now?"
Aleck inquired solicitously
"Oh, ii wasn't /; II was Melanie,"
Madame smiled, Il became my own
physician many years ago, and now
never see a doctor except when we
ask one to dine. But youth has no
such advantage Madame fairly
heamed with benevolence while ex-
planning one of her pet idiosyncrasies,
Before Aleck could make any headway
in cleaning information concerning
her own and Melanle's movements. as
he was shamefully trying to do, Lloyd.
Jones had persuaded Miss Reynier to
sing
Some OF those quaint old things,
please" he was saying; and Aleck
wondered If he never would hang him
self with his own rope But Lloyd /
Jones cheerful voice went on:
Some Of those Hungarian things
are jolly and funny, even though you
can't understand the words. Makes /
,ou want to dance or sing yourself" I
Aleck groaned, but Melanie began to
sing, with Jones lowering around the
piano. By the time Melanie had sung
everybody's favorites, excluding
2lecks, Mr.. Chamberlain rose to de
part. He was an Englishman, Sc
'iOus, heavy gentleman, very loyal to
I'D friends and very slow in making
lew ones. He made an engagement
o dine with Aleck on the following
,vening, and, as he went out, threw
'ack to the remaining gentlemen an
ffer Of seats in his machine.
q ought to go" said Jones; but if
IAN Camp will stay, | will That is"
e added with belated punctiliousne8s,
if the ladies will permit?'
Thank you, Chamberlain, I'm walk
lg," drawled Aleck; then turning to
ne company with his cheeful grin he
lated quite impersonally: Il was
linking Of staying long enough to |
ut one question-er, a matter of some /
tile importance-to Miss Raynier :
hen she gives me the desired infor-
alton. l shall 60" /
Me, too chirped Mr. LlOyd-Jones.
came expressly to talk over that 3
an Of building up friendly adjoining y
tates out in Idaho; sort of private b
ooting and hunting park, you know. C
nd l haven't had a minute to say a b
ord Jones suddenly began to feel
mself aggrieved. As the door closed S
ter Chamberlain, Melanie motioned Il
EN- back to their seats. Il
IT'S not so very late" she said cas- N
=. Come back and make your u
Ives comfortable, and I'll listen to Is
h of YOU" she said with demure h,
lie devil in her eye II haven't Eh
IN you for ages, and don't know lr
en- the good moment will come pc
ain." She included the two men in A.
riendly smile, waved a hand toward
waiting chairs, and adjusted a
ut shawl over the shoulders of Ma
ne Reynier. DO
hut Aleck by this time had the bit pr
his teeth and would not be coaxed. go
ordinarily cool eyd rested wrath. III
y on the broad shoulders OF Mr.. po
yd-Jones, who was lighting a ci- u
cite, and he turned abruptly to go'
S Reynier His voice was as Sc ILlS |
IS as if parliament, at least, had .-n
n hanging on his words. op'
Nay l call tomorrow, Miss Reynier, %
bout twelve?" 49, ,..i'
Oh, l say" put in Jones, "all of you me- W
e to luncheon with me at the Lit :
tray Fox-will you? Capital place
all sorts of nice people. Do come,
ut one" -
IN Camp could have slain him
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