The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1913-06-21

her adieu was languid. but when she
and l reached the sidewalk the gray
cars engine was snorting like mad.
blowing OF some Of its owners tenn
per.
Hap assisted Natalie into the limou-
sine while climbed into the gray car
unaided. 1t was an awkward situa-
ton. and for the life of me l didn't
know why. Just as Hap was letting
of the emergency. Natalie leaned
from the limousine.
Are you going to the Sargent mu-
sicale tomorrow" she asked me.
Il don't think so." answered. Il
don't go anywhere unless it's neces-
sary."
"Oh. forgive mel" she begged. and
the footman closed the door.
Hap exploded as the limousine
moved away. and was awfully angry.
She knew l was not going to the mu-
sicale. The cat!
4 wonder II l ought to apologize
for herr" Hap wanted to know. He
gave the throttle yank. and l was
SO angry didn't care II the old engine
burst.
Are you engaged to herr" I asked.
II am not" he replied.
"Oh!" l tried to put world Of
be de trop"
You are not de trop." he replied.
who told you was engaged to herr"
mo one" admitted; but she gave
me the impression Just then"
He 1erked on his gloves and we
started. We were both terribly seri-
Gus. tragic even-you see. We We're
both young-in spite OF the perfec-
tion of the early summers day. the
green grass. tho bright sun; and l
was sure birds were singing In the
trees II We could only have heard
them above the hum of the engine.
May l laugh?" I asked suddenly.
1T seems to be the only thing to
do"
You may laugh or swear. just as
you prefer!"
We both shrieked: as I said, we
were both very young.
"Pshaw; what's the user" he asked.
"The world is young yet and the ball
guess every man has to make a fool
of himself once over an older woman.
I am cured. VIII you forgive me?"
Forgive your" I echoed why,
don't see what have to do with
It,"
mo? thought perhaps you would"
didn't answer. l know when a
man is trying to make love to me even
when l pretend l don't. 1 didn't an
swer because l was afraid Of getting
beyond my depth. I wasn't sure Just
how far I was to go with him before
I snapped 1t of; and there was that
look in his eyes again that wasn't
able to take care Of.
When I came home after the most
wonderful game of baseball l had ever
witnessed-and the score was awful
at that. fourteen to nine-I found a
telephone call from 10. I rang her
up.
I've been thinking of that lost
bracelet and the duke" she said. "Do
you remember the Due d'Aubigny, who
went to Jail for jewel robberies the
first year we were in Parish"
can't remember, Jo-
We'll, do now. don't see how
forgot him. He was about the clever
est thief the nobility ever produced
His methods were simple. He Just
took things; jewel simply disap-
peared. His victims were rich AmerI-
cans principally. who were SO highly
flattered by his society that they didn't
dare expose him"
held on to the receiver as If l
feared she would run away before she
finished. and my heart was humping
SO had to moisten my lips to frame
my question.
He went to Jail. did you say, Jo?"
Yes, finally. l don't remember for
how long, but that was four years
ago."
But the name? or course even a
duke can change his name, but how
about the Almanach de Gotha and an
cestors back to the eleventh century?
Did you ever see him." l was all a.
tremble and 1t seemed a year before
she answered.
"Yes. at the races at Auteuil. Phil
Dempsey pointed him out to me. 1t
was hardly month later that he was
arrested"
"What-what did he look like?"
Tall and fair. with a saber cut
across his cheek"
mo. dear" answered. This duke
Is small and dark, and think perhaps
the nearest he ever got to a saber
was in the audience at a romantic
play"
She laughed and said good-by, and
hung up the receiver with a vague
sense of disappointment.
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