The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1913-07-06

AT the Grand" his sister said. You
know the hotel over against the Place
de lOpera. We all stayed together there
don't you remember, two years ago, when
YOU were first engaged to Agnes And
the cooking was Of the semi.British type.
You wouldn't consent to do anything but
breakfast there, after the first day"
II remember" Barry said; but If the
cooking Is queer, the beds and the baths
are as good as you can get them in Lon.
DON That was jolly Spring. Do you re-
member our dinners at Bignon's. and those
suppers at the Cafe American. out on the
balcony? What bisque they give at that
place! I've half a mind TO run up Il
town and go over by the night packet;
hunt up Lyndon at the Grand In the
morning and take day or two's holiday
In his company. He's capital company"
% Barry" his sister exclaimed. in
grateful accents that astonished the good
natured Barry not a little. But he had
made up his mind to do the run over,
and what he said 1t was his habit to ad-
here TO. And he took his leave, promis-
ing TO telegraph and write and let her
know Of all the bachelor doings Lyndon
had been up to. When he had gone she
had her lunch; ordered the ponies and
dressed herself prettily, and spent the az
ternoon IN returning calls. Lyndon did
80 hate that kind Of thing. She would pay
of all arrears in his absence, and have
him all to herself when he came back
She was rewarded for her good behavior
by receiving telegram from her hush
that evening: Arrived all safe CAPITAL
crossing. VIII write. Address all letters
Grand Hotel" the brief message ran But
the following afternoon brought with 1t a
second telegram from Captain Barry
Mountford. And the reading Of it had the
same effect as il bombshell had been
dropped into the midst Of Lady Lyndon's
domestic peace and tranquility: Must
nave made mistake with regard name OF
hotel. Lyndon not at Grand. Wire reply"
Oh. Heaven Had the suspicion which
she had thrust out Of her mind as ground
less and unworthy good foundation in
fact? Was she an embodiment in real life
OF that amusing stage character. a wife
whom her husband hoodwinked and de-
ceved7 She had wild ideas of going to
Paris herself in search of the truth and
Lyndon; but where was she to find him?
great yearnng for some one to whom
she could confde the whole story. some
one who would sympathize. laugh at or
comfort her, took possession Of her soul
She remembered, almost with a gasp of
JOY, that Laura Chartres was coming to
spend few days. Laura arrived, with a
Gladstone bag an umbrella an ulster and
shawl wrap, on that very afternoon. The
very hrst glimpse of her keen. clever
plain, sensible face did Margaret's heart
good.
Laura lived at Sunninghill. a distance
OF I'VE miles across country. and eight by
the road from Lyndon Chase AS the only
daughter OF a house whose elder sons
were, without exception, married and alb
sent Laura enjoyed unlimited freedom,
and ruled it over her parents with a high
hand She was a character In her way.
and bit OF genius; she painted rode,
shot, angled. skated and hunted, all in the
mastery sense Of the word. She was
universal favorite among women, an6
immensely popular with the other sex for
all her plainness. She was blunt and out.
spoken in manner. almost to a fault and
though her use of logic was inferior to
her powers of argument, she possessed
the rare advantage Of never knowing when
she had got the worst Of 1t in dispute.
So IN Laura's friendly ear Lady Lyndon
poured forth her story She had rather
hoped than otherwise for a friendly scold-
ing-and she got what she had hoped for
Good heavens, my dear Mag."-Laura
was the only human creature who had
ever dared to address Lady Lyndon as
Mag git that all? Do you suspect poor
Lyndon to be qualifying himself for the
divorce court because he has changed his
mind about going TO a hotel. and prefers