Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-11
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me, Rupert dear! And brave tool Your
Cousin Mark has been looking at you in a
most peculiar and menacing manner ever
since he saw you detaching it from the slices
of bread and butter. He looked as if he
were saying over and over again to himself,
Ham or your life. Ham or your lfe!'
think you deserve V. c. at least"
ooh, l don't think it was SO awfully
brave" Rupert assured her mOdeStly. "I'm
not afraid of Cousin Mark much Besides,
l didn't see him looking at me-
cousin Rupert, you re an honor to your
. country" declared Mark Aunt Elizabeth,
may he have some jam sandwiches for des-
sert if we take out the jam?"
"Don't be silly, retorted the stern mother
discouragingly "How can you take out
jam from between sandwiches"
al own that you can't remove it so COM
pletely as ham, Mark acknowledged. "A
hint, suggestion, of jam is apt to cling to the
bread and butter. But it's an experiment
worth trying"
you're simply ridiculous rebuked the
Countess.
captain Denly hasn't said one word
since we came" said Rupert abruptly. "He
doesn't do anything but sit and look at
Cousin Cynthia-the way Cousin Mark
looked at the ham,"
Cynthia turned distressed pink at this
poetic comparison, and Captain DENLY said
"Ha!" very loudly, and tugged alarmingly
at his mustache.
TACQUELINE began to pull herself to-
> gether, rising slowly to her slim height.
am getting bit stiff she explained, "and
the suns on me there. It's on you too, Mr..
Spencer. l wonder if you wouldn't like to
take our cushions over to that tree? 1t
1Oo1yc ,,1Oct beautifully cba6xr y
I'D rather" began Mark, and then
stopped, reined up short by the expression
of consummate horror on Cynthia's pink
countenance. He scrambled obediently to
his feet. as it the chestnut tree?" he asked |
docilely, Selling the cushions.
at may well be-" she assured him; |
Though don't know the tree of knowledge |
itself from weeping willow. It's the one
that I'm pointing at
"Then it's a chestnut" said Mark.
@Won't you come too, Priscilla?"
ing tale" said Charters; $50 she can't 60. |
But you may take anyone else"
"I'll come" sighed Rupert regretfully, |
with last lingering glance at his tickle deity. |
Rupert, sit down at once!" commanded
his mother sternly. "Your Cousin Mark has
an atrocious influence on you, and | don't
care to expose you to it more than necessary"
Jacqueline drew light breath of relief. |
u see that we are going to have to put up
with each other" she said; $50 let US make |
for the chestnut tree as rapidly as possible. |
This sun is doing worse things to me than
it ever did to Icarus."
Mark remained silent for sometime after
they were installed. He was feeling as
nearly cross as it was possible for him to
feel He had so wanted to talk to Priscilla, |
and now
"A penny for your thoughts" broke in
Jacqueline.
Mark shook his head. "They were rather
horrid," he told her. "And l never can
think quickly enough to make up Others"
"But can guess said Jacqueline. She
could not look at him: when she did, his
radiant charm shook her through and
through, so that her very voice was I'm
steady. "You were wishing that Miss
Hampden was here. Own up."
"You are ever so much the cleverest per-
son | know" laughed Mark. "Was it aw-
fully rude? l know that it's awfully silly.
Think of missing person that isn't more
than hundred yards from your
Il believe that | shall tell you a secret"
said Jacqueline slowly. 81 brought YOU over
here because | wanted to give Priscilla a
chance to talk to Leonard 1t was rather
generous of me; but couldn't refuse"