Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-10-14


Il am often as serious when | am
fooling as | am foolish when l am
serious >"
Nora, you will have me shriekinG
in a minute!" despaired the mother
Did the colonel really propose to
you?e
"Only in fun"
Celeste laughed and threw her arm
around the mothers waist, less ample
than substantial Don't you carel
Nora is being pursued by little devils
and is venting her spite on u.s."
"There'l be too much Burgundy
and tobacco, to say nothing of the
awful stories
with the good old padre there?
Hardly" said Nora.
Celeste was a French woman, Il
confess that | like a good story that
isn't vulgar, and none of them look
like men who would stoop to vul-
garity."
THAT'S about all you know of
men," declared Mrs. Harrigan.
Il am willing to give them the
benefit of a doubt.
Celeste" cried Nora, gaily, Two
an idea. Surprising you and l run
back after dinner and hide in the
card room, which is right across from
the dining room? Then we can judge
for ourselves"
Mora Harrigan!'
"Mollv Harriganl" mimicked the IN
corrigible. Mother mine, you must
learn to recognize a jest"
"Ah, but yours
"Fine!" cried Celeste.
AS If to put a final period to the dis
cussion, Nora began to hum auolply
an aria from Aida. :,
They engaged a carriage in the vii
lage and were driven up to the villa
on the way Mrs Harrigan discussed
the stranger. Edward Courtlandt.
What a fine-looking young man ne
was, and how adventurous, how Well
connected, how enormously rich, ana
what an excellent catch. She ana
Celeste-the one innocently and the
other ocatively-continued the
subject to the very doors of the villa.
All the while Nora hummed softly.
what do you think Of hum, Nora
the mother inquired.
Think of whom?"
This Mr.. Courtlandt.'
"Oh, l don't pay much attention to
him" carelessIy. But once alone with
Celeste, she seized her by the arm,
little roughly. Celeste, love you
better than any outsider / know. But
| IL you ever discuss that man in my
presence again l shall cease to regard
YOU even as an acquaintance. he mas
come here for the purpose of annoy
| ing me though he promised the pre-
feet in Paris never to annoy me
again"
1.-The prefect!"
Yes. The morning l left Versailles
| met him in the private office or the
prefect. He had powerful friends
who aided him in establishing an
alibi. l was only a woman, so !
didn't count"
Mora, if / have meddled in any
way" proudly, sit has been because
love you, and I see you unhappy
You have nearly killed me with your
sphinx-like actions. You have never
asked me the result of my spying for
YOU that night. Spying is not one OF
my usual Yocations, but l did 1t
gladly for you"
You gave him my address?" cold
ly.
| II did not. l convinced him that
| had come at the behest of Flora
Desirnone. He demanded her address,
which l gave him. If ever there
was man in a fine rage, 1t was
| he as he left me to go there. II he
found out where we lived. the Gala
| brian assisted him. 1 spoke TO him
I rather plainly at tea. He said that
he had had nothing whatever to do
with the abduction. and believe
| him. I am positive that he is not
! the kind of man to go that far and
not proceed to the end. And now,
will you please tell Carlos to bring
! n n M
The impulsive Irish heart was not
\ to be resisted Nora wanted to re-
main firm, but instead she swept
| Celeste into her arms. Celeste,
don't be angry! l am very, very I'M
happy"
If the Irish heart was impulsive.
! the French one was no less so. Ce-
| leste wanted to cry out that she was
unhappy, too
Don't bother to dress! Just give
/ your hair pat or two. Well all
three dine on the balcony"
! Celeste flew to her room. Nora
went over TO the easement window
and stared at the darkening noun
tains. When she turned toward the
dresser she was astonished to find
/ two bouquets. One was an enormous
! bunch of yiolets. The other was OF
simple marguerites. She picked up
| the violets. There was a card with
out a name: but the phrase scrubbed
across the face of it was sufficient.
She flung the violets far down into
the grapevines below. The action
was without anger, excited rather by
a contemptuous indifference AS for
the simple marguerites, she took
/ them up gingerly. The arc these de-
scribcd through the air was even
| to-. pd
Yiolets.
I'm a silly fool, I suppose,' she
murmured, turning back into the
room again.
1t was ten o'clock when the colo.
mel bade his guests good night as
they stumbled out of his motor boat
They We're in more or less exuberant
spirits; for the colonel knew how t.
do two things particularly well: orde1
a dinner, and avoid the many traps
set for him by scheming mamas ant
eligible widows. Abbott, the Baron'
and Harrigan, arm in arm, marched
on ahead, whistling one tune in thre'
different keys, while Courtlandt Sc
the pace for the padre.
All through the dinner the padr
had watched and listened Face
were generally books to him, and h
read in this young mans face man,
things that pleased him. This was n
night rover, a fool over wine an
women. "a spendthrift. He straighten
ed out the lines and angles in man
face as skilled mathematician elu
cidates an intricate geometrical prob
lem. He had arrived at the basi
knowledge that men who live mostl
out of doors are not volatile and II
responsible but are more inclined
reserve, to reticence, to philosoph
. which is broad and COMPREHENSIVE
and generous. They are general
men who are accomplishing things
and who let other people tell abor
it. Thus, the padre liked Courtlandt
voice, his engaging smile, his fran
| unwavering eyes and he liked tn
l Ieanuess about the laws, which wa