Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-08-03

downs"
laughing. n
"scarcsly. One man tells another.
- tell you, and % on"
"You send mo the prospectus. I'm
rather curious to have . look at t."
II certainly shall do co." replied
Ryanns. with gravity unassumsd.
"Ah! Here come Mrs. Chsdsoys and
her daughter. II you don't mind, III
make myself scarce. do not care
to sec them just now, after your hav.
ing told them about the stolen
Yhiordss."
I'm sorry." said George. rising
eagerly.
'It's all In the game" CALAMITY.
George saw him gracefully ma
neuver his way round the crush to-
ward the stairs leading to the bar.
Really. he would like to know more
about this amiable free-lance. Az the
old fellows used to say, he little
dreamed that destiny. one of those
things from Pandora's box, was pre-
pairing . deeper and more intimate
acquaintance.
"And what has been amusing you,
Mr.. Jonssf" asked Mr.. Chedsoye. Il
saw you laughing"
II was talking with the rug chap.
He's . droll fellow. He said that he
had met you somewhere. but con.
cluded not to renew the acquaintance,
since I told him that his adventure In
part was known to you"
THAT IL foolish. I rather enjoy
meeting men Of his stamp. Don't you,
Fortune?"
Sometimes" with a dry little
smile. n believe We have met him.
mother. There was something "a
miliar about his head. OF course. We
saw him only from distance"
II do not think there is any real
harm in him." said George. What
made me laugh was q singular propo.
sition he set before me. He said he
owned stock in a concern called The
United Romance and Adventure com.
pany;' and that for . specified sum Of
money, one could have any adventure
one pleased"
Ibid you ever hear Of such a
thing?" cried the mother merrily. For.
tune searched her face keenly. The
United Romance and Adventure Com.
pany! He must have been joking.
What did you say his name ISL"
"Ryanne. Joking Is my idea exact
IT," George agreed. "The scheme IL
to plunge the stockholder into a real
live adventure, and then let him pull
himself out the best way he can.
Sounds good. He added that this rug
business was an instance of the sue
cess Of the concern. There goes the
music. Do you dance. Miss .Ched-
soye?"
"a little" Fortune was preoccu-
pied. She was wondering what lay
behind Mr.. Ryanne's amiable Jest.
GO along, both Of you," said Mrs.
Chedsoye. Il am too old to dance. I
prefer watching people" She sat
down and arranged herself comfort.
ably. She was always arranging her.
self comfortably; it was one Of the Sc.
crets Of her perennial youth. She
was very lovely, but George had eyes
for the daughter only. Mrs. Ched.
soye saw this, but was not In the least
chagrined.
1T Is so many years since tripped
the light fantastic toe" George con.
fessed, reluctantly and nervously, now
that he had bravely committed him.
self. 1T is quite possible that the
accent will be primarily upon the
trip"
Perhaps. then" replied the girl
who truthfully was out Of tune. per
haps I had better get my wraps and
we'll go outside. The night is slor1.
oAs."
She couldn't have suggested any.
thing more to his liking. And So
after a little hurrying about, the two
young people went outside and began
to promenade slowly up and down the
mole. Their conversation was desul
tory. George had dropped back into
his shell and the girl was not equal
to the task Of drawing him out
Once he stumbled over q sleeping
beggar, and would have fallen had she
not caught him by tho arm.
Thanks. I'm clumsy"
ITS rather dimcult to see them In
the moonlight; their rags match the
pavements."
The Egyptian night. that sapphirine
darkness which the flexible imagina
ton peoples with lovely and terrible
shades, or floods with mystery and 70
nance and wonder. lay softly upon
this strip Of verdure aslant the des
ert's.face. the Valley of the Nile. The
moon, round, brilliant, strangely near
suffused the SCARED old visage Of the
world with phantom silver; the stones
Of the parapet glowed DULY, the pave
ment glistened Whitley, all things il
touched with gentleness. lavishins
beauty upon beauty. mellowing ugli
ness or effacing It. The deep blue
Nile. ber1bboned with the glancins
lights from the silent feluccas, curling
unsteady along the sides Of the frost
like dahabeahs and steamers, rolled
on to the sea: and the blue-white
arc-lamps, spanning the Great Nile
bridge, took the semblance Of q pear
necklace. From time to time cara
van trooped across the bridge into
Cairo. The high and low weird note,
Of the tom-toms, the wheezing protests
Of the camels. the raucous defiance Of
the donkeys. tho occasional thin
music Of reeds, were sounds that