Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-02-15

have to go away-never see her again
never hear her voice! If he stayed as Jeph-
sons representative, he might know the
glory of her nearness for a week, might thrill
her to Lord Harrowby. And perhaps, who
could say?-hard as he might work, might
he not be thwarted? 1t was possible.
So after lunch he sent Thacker a reassur-
ing message, promising to stay. And at the
end of dull hour in the lobby he set out
to explore the town.
THE Mermaid Tea House stood on the
waterfront, with small second floor
balcony that looked out on the harbor.
Passing that way at four-thirty that after
glanced up.
aOh, Mr.. Minot, won't you come into my
parlor?" Miss Meyrick smiled down on him.
3Splendid!' Minot laughed. Il walk for
lorn through this old Spanish town-sud-
denly lattice is thrown wide, fair hand
beckons-I dash within.
Thanks for dashing,' Miss Meyrick
greeted him, on the balcony. Il was finding
it dreadfully dull But I'm afraid the Span
ish romance is a little lacking. There is no
moonlight, no lattice, no Spanish beauty"
mo matter Minot answered. a never
did care for Spanish types. They flash like
a skyrocket-then tumble in the dark.
Now, the homegrown girls
4And nothing but tea she interrupted.
will you have a cup?s
Thanks. Was it really very dull?"
@Yes. This book was to blame She
held up novel.
whats the matter with it?'
"Oh-it's one of those books in which the
hero and heroine are forever gazing into
each others ewes And they understand
perfectly. But the reader doesn't. I've
reached one of those gazing matches now
"But isn't it so in real life-when people
gaze into each others eyes don't they
usually understand
"Do they
@Don't they? You surely have had more
experience than l..
@What makes you think SOP she smiled.
Because your eyes are so very easy to
gaze into
brazen1y. And-neither Of US under
stand do we?'
4Oh, no-we're both completely at sea. ?
@There!' she cried triumphantly. Il told
YOU these authors were all wrong
Minot, having begun to gaze, found diff
Guilty in stopping. She was near, she was
beautiful--and a promise made in New
York was dim and distant thing.
"The railroad folders try to make you
Del1eVe flOr1Qd Is an annex TO heaven, ne
said. a used to think they were lying;
but"
She blushed. 4But what, Mr.. Minote"
He leaned close, strange light in his
eyes. He opened his mouth to speak. Sud-
denly he glanced over her shoulder, and the
light died from his eyes, His lips set in
bitter curve. Nothing he said.
Silence.
@Mr. Minot--you've grown awfully dull. >
@Have 1? I'm sorry
@Must go back to my book?'
She was interrupted by the shrill, trium-
plant cry of yachts siren at her back.
She turned her head.
@The Lileth!T she said.
Exactly said Minot. @The bridegroom
cometh.'
Another silence.
You'll want to go to meet him. Nlinot
said, rising. He stood looking at the boat,
flashing gaily in the sunshine. @I'l go with
YOU as far as the street.
"But-you know Lord Harrowby. Meet
him with me"
at seems hardly the thing"
"But I'm not sentimental. And surely
Allan's not
"Then l must be, said Minot. Really
I'D rather not
They went together to the street. At the
parting of the ways Minot turned to her
a promised Lord narrowly in New