Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1913-03-15
CHAPTER iII-(contInued.)

ChAtI eH tu~(Coht'hoeoJ
Georges romance gathered Itself Tor
. flight Perhaps II was love thwart-
ed and the gentleman with the mus
tache and imperial. in spite Of bis ami
ability. might be the ogre. Perhaps
II was love and duty. Perhaps her
lover had gone down 90 sea- Perhaps
(for lovers are known to do such
things) he had run away with the
other girl. II that was the case,
Georg, did not think highly Of that
tent We gentleman's taste. Perhaps
and rhaps again; but George might
hav sone on perhapsing till the
crack O. doom, with never q solitary
glimmer Of the true state of the girls
mind. Whenever he saw an unknown
man or woman who attracted his at
tention, he never could resist the i'm
pulse to invent a romance that might
apply.
Immediately after dessert the two
rose; and George, finding that nothing
more important than a pineapple ice
detained him. got up and followed. Mr..
Ryanne almost trod on his heels az
they went through the doorway into
the cosy lounging-room. George
dropped into a vacant divan and wait.
ed for his cafe a la Turque. Mr..
Ryanne walked over to the head.nor.
ter's bureau and asked II that gentle
man would be so kind as to point ont
Mr.. George p. A. Jones, II he were
anywhere in sight He thoughtfully.
not TO say regretfully. laid down a
small bride.
Mr.. Jones?" The porter knew Mr.
Jones very well. He was generous
and treated the servants as Though
they were really human beings. Mr.
Ryanne. either by his inquiry or as
the result of his bride, went nm Gov.
eral degrees in the porter's est,m..
ton. Mr.. Jones is over there IN ~
divan by the door"
Thanks"
But Ryanne did not then seek ~.
young man. He studied the ou,rrv
from diplomatic distance No. thar.
was nothing to indicate that o.
Percival Algernon Jones was IN GO
way handicapped by his Artbnrasou,
middle names.
mo fool. as Gioconda in her ,nsr,,.
wisdom hath said; but roman,,o .n|
ribly romantic, yet, like the ,,m,a
bather who puts foot into the w..n lu
finds It cold. and withdravs !, :. ,,,
all depend upon whether he is ,.a,
collector or merely a buyer q, 20,
Forward. then. Horace; a sov.,s, es
has already dashed headlopr down :. g
far horizon" The curse Of ,n.., .ne
his thoughts aloud did not ue hs.,.,
upon him tonight, for these cor,,s,, s..
were made in silence, unmarsss ~
any facial expression. He proos.s W
across the room and sat dovn S1,s
George. II beg your pardon. ~ ', sa
gan. but are you NOT Mr.. lone. 90 oe
Mildly astonished, George ,,.,,
that he was.
George p. A. Jones!"
George nodded again, but Wifi,
heat in his cheeks. YES w, some u
it?" The girl had Dust inishaa ''
coffee and was goinglaway. h. e'
fellow! What did hd want ar M. -"
ment?
If Ryanne saw tPat he was to,
much, as the French say, he Ala wy
ceived the cause. The desire ~ ~, pe'
George till his teeth ratified Ma .N
stantly overcome. She HADN'T - -
him, and for this Pc was .,.,o.s,
You are interested rugs? I 49,.
old ones, rare onesb rugs tia, sA.
bought once and sci dom II eve, .o,,
again"
why, yes. That's my bus,n.
George had no silly IDEAS about ,r.s s.
He had never posed as senf,.raee..
son In the sense thet 4 meant an.
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