Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-12-08

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his head and called him name-why, its
word that was never heard within these
walls and there when a man used it to an
other it meant death to somebody. Every
body heard it and expected that Catesby
would draw, and Charley's hand was already
at his belt Catesby never seemed to know
what had been said, but went on and out
hatess \ more amazed gang you never
saw. Catesby of all men to take that from
anvone-to let an affrOnt pass. 1t was the
first thing that made me think something
was really wrong.
Were three FOOLS" announced Southby
shortly, seven to have let any fancy like
this get into our heads
I'm going to forget it, for one,' main
tanned Wellesley.
That's right, said Dalton. "But if you
had the memory of that evening out at
HcadstOne in your minds"
Come now, remember we're at Mrs.
Robv's BALL"
Still the three men held together. First
this one and then that paused to speak to
that or this person; but as quickly as he was
alone again he found himself joined by the
other two.
Il think" began Wellesley at last.
"What do YOU Think" demanded Southby
anxiously as he paused.
"Why-there's Wilmarthi"
As he spoke a young man drew near. He
was not unusually tall; but his broad
strength of shoulder appeared to belong
naturally to his strength of face, to be the
fitting support and concomitant of his
square head and jaw. His countenance,
which in its firmness might at other times
have been marked by something of severity,
bore now such an expression of high happi
ness as to be singularly engaging. His smile
was pleasure to see. In its joyous hearth
ness it almost brought corresponding JOY
to anyone who saw him. The world was I'M
mistakably going too we'll with him not to
seem a place in which it must be well or
might be we'll with anybody.
"You look like the Cheshire cat," said
Southby more cheerfully as he shook him
by the hand.
"Or the cat that has eaten the canary"
continued Wellesley.
81 know you all so WE'LL" said Wilmarth
warmly, "that little chaff like that from
you is all right. Of course I'm happy. l can
speak to you about it who have known about
me always. I'm running over with happi-
ness, OVERLOOKING with it. l can't keep still
with it, and it's too wonderful to realize
"Her Royal Highness is not here" said
Dalton.
mo, Margaret is out at Gunners Point"
"You're fortunate fellow"
"Indeed l am! l know it, and can tell
you it astonishes me-
He was interrupted by others, who pressed
forward to congratulate him. Indeed, his
appearance and advance were something of
a triumphal progress.
at would be pity" murnured Southby.
"If anything should happen" snapped
Wellesley. aBut there can't-there won't
of course"
"Of course there WON'T" Southby returned
angrily. isn't that just what was going
to say?"
"Conling events cast their shadows be-
fore" ventured Dalton.
"You old croaker! What a crowd!
Haven't we had about enough of this?"
"Yes,' agreed Dalton promptly.
"Lets go back to the club"
IN other and distant regions of the house
l they sought their coats and hats. Many
were still coming, and suddenly as they
went down a corridor broken clamor rose
above the ordered sounds. Voices, the
voices of men speaking together, were raised
to an unusual degree.
whats up?' asked Southby.