The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-04

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 ''Why should I be expecting you?" she asked, with an effort at aloofness.
 tI can't imagine" he returned meek ly, except perhaps because I said I'd be here. Why-why were you kissing that sundiai2''
 Because 1t said it was o'clock" was the odd reply.
 "Gee" he murTnured. "In my time 1 I've wished was lot of things. BHt this is the first time I ever wished | was o'clock. But why does that espe- ciaI hour make such hit with youT'
 "Oh," evaded the girl. 'it's-its as good an hour as any, isn't it?' "A million times better. I've known that ever since you told me you walk l in this garden every afternoon at 5. Over in our country we call 6 sundial a 'lovers' cIock's You see, when lovers meet they forget there's such a thing as time. And a sundiaPs too sympa- thetic to bawI out the hours at them the way regular clock does. It doesn't tick pious warning that the seconds are passing. It never wakes lovers from their fond dreams Good old sun dialr'
 Then" laughed the girl, ''T'm glad l kissed 1t. I hate to hear t&'s time to go. Don't youT'
 Its the one thing I do hate-today. Say-not that it's any business of mine, | as you were about to repartee-why were you standing by the sundtaI the first day I came here? Were you kiss ing at o'clock thenP'
 'No. was giving audience" Giving wh1ch?'
 | Audience It's a foolish little game I play sometimes. Don't laugh at me. I was pretending this was my court. was giving audience to hero-a pre- server of our country. Then I looked up and saw"-
 "Me. You looked like a princess out Of story book. I wondered why you spoke you did. Say, it's a dandy game. Let's play it again. You can pretend you're a royal princess-the Princess of Borrovina, if there is one and I'll be-I'u be-let's see! What sort of a face card shah beF'
 '"The minister of foreign affairs"' she cried delightedly, entering into the spirit of the game eve sent you around the world to report on other nations, and you've just returned. Now, enter the royal presence
 Hawthorne started forward with as l much of an ambassadorial air as he could summon.
 Hello, princessr' said he. How are they running? I'm just back from around the world. Thought I'd drop in to report
 F'No, nor" laughed the girl in comic despair. That isn't the way at all. : You must advance and kneel before me and kiss my hand and-no, no! Not like thatI" she broke off, as Hawthorne promptly flung himself on his knees and covered her little outstretched hand with kisses.
 That's all wrong."
 t'Is it?" he sighed. 'FWhat pityI I liked-that part best of all. What do do next?''
 "You have our gracious leave to make your report,'' she said in pretty stateliness.
 ''Well,'' acclaimed Hawthorne, 'at your royal command I've encircIed the globe. I've sure travelled some And I l have to report that from Kamchatka to Kalamazoo and from Peru to Pomp- ton I've seen not one soul that is a patch on your royal highness. Not an. | other girl anywhere is a tenth so beau | t1ful, SOL
 TT must not play the game if you're going to talk like this,' she in terpolated hastily. Then, dropping back into her role of princess, she continued: Proceed with your report, sir. Speak first of that great country-America.
 Well, your royal highness," answer ed Hawthorne so1emnly, "I'm violating no confidence when tell you America has every country beaten both ways from the jack.'
 And it compares with Borrovina ?'' | "It doesn't. Nothing compares to the little Q. S. A. As for this hole in the corner burg of Borrovina, it. needs a tonic-new blood. There's only one | thing in BOrrovina that makes a hit with me Say, let's drop this game, shan't we? I've something more i'm | portant to tell you. I love you. loved you the first minute I''- 1 "Your royal highnessr' interrupted woman's voice from the nearby house.
 Presently, mademoiselle,' called the girl in reply. Its Miss Smythe, my English governess,' she explained to | Hawthorne. q must go now I''-
 Royal highness!' echoed the Ameri- l l can, thunderstruck. Royal highness 1 | You?'' l The futter of a skirt through the | shrubbery sent him scampering back | toward the wall before his amazed l i question could be answered. Then he | | saw the newcomer was nearer than he | had thought and that escape by means l | of the wall was impossib ble at this late 1 | moment. So he dived behind the pro- 1 lection of the summer house. At the same moment the governess came out ! | into the cleared space beside the sun | dial
 Princess" she exclaimed, q have been looking everywhere for you. His majesty wishes Ohr.