Evening star., 1913-10-12

@To Hernia; but not to Yvonne.'
"You're BOTH"
ooh, this will never do at ALL You mustn't
fly at the throat of every man who takes
fancy to me-
"I don't; but the man-is what is called
a gentleman. There's a difference And
while she hesitated for reply, "What did
he mean by saying that he had seen you
before?' he asked.
"Just that. He had remembered him
perfectly. He's the Marquis de Folligny.'
@Not Olga's Pierre de Folligny?'
"The same. | knew him instantly. met
him in London, at an evening garden party.
That is why didn't want you to make any
trouble"
"De Folligny! I met him. He used to
wear beard"
"Yes, when you didn't
II see" And then after a pause, Il
thought he was one of that Trouville crowd .
@He is, think. How lucky hadn't seen
him there!'
They walked along for some moments in
silence, Markham slowly stuffing tobacco
into his pipe, his gaze on the ground.
Hernia, he said briefly at last, "you'n
have to be careful.
"Well-aren't II" reproachfully.
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the larger towns
"Why not?'
@You might be recognized.
"I'll have to take that chance. If you re-
move the element of danger, you take away
half the charm of our pilgrimage"
I'D rather the danger was mine, not
yours, he said soberly.
She laughed at his uneasiness. "I've alb
solved you from all responsibility"
But he didn't laugh. "I1l warrant you De
Folligny doesn't think that he said.
"Well, suppose he doesn't? Are you and
1 responsible for the unpleasant cast of
other peoples thoughts? My conscience is
clear. So is yours. You know how unsenti-
mental our journey is. So do |. Why,
Philidor, can't you see? 1t wouldn't be
quite right if it wasn't unsentimental.
Sand how about mv-er-my shrinking
susceptibilities? he asked.
"Oh, that! You are losing your sense of
humor,' she said promptly. "The worst of
your enemies or the best of your friends
would hardly call you sentimental | could
not feel safer on that score if | was under the
mother1y wing of Aunt Harriet Westfeld. y
She was bundle of contradictions and
said, exactly what came into her head. He
examined her again, not sure whether it was
better to be annoyed or merely amused, and
saw again the wide violet gaze. He looked
away; but he didn't seem quite happy.
II suppose that would be the TRUTH he
said slowly Unfortunately our vulgar
conventions make no such nice distinctions y
@But what is the difference if we make
them?"
@None, of course. But would much
prefer it if we gave Verneuil a wide berth.
ooh, I'm not afraid. Fate is always kind
to the utterly irresponsible. That's their
compensation for being SO. What does it
matter tomorrow, so long as we are happy
today?'
His expression softened. @You are still
contented, then?'
@Blissfully so. Don't look it?"
"If you didn't, l shouldn't dare to ask
you."
RY ten o'clock Hernia was hungry again,
- and when they came to small village
she vowed that without food she would
walk no more.
3Very well, then," said Markham. 3We
must earn the right to it,
They found a small inn before which
Hernia unpacked her orchestra and played
A crowd of women and children soon sur
rounded them, and the sounds of the drum
brought the curious from the fields and more
distant houses. The patronne came out,