The Washington herald., 1915-03-03

Miss Marsh had reddish hair. rather
short.
"Lor. no. sir. It's as fair as a babys.
and down to her waist"
When he got back To his hotel, ne put
the boots up on the table before him.
lit his pipe and leaned over the back of
a chair regarding them with such 4
wealth of imaginative detail that all OBJ
stacles melted away. and he found him
self slipping them on their owners feet
like the happy prince In Cinderella.
Dunlevy was a jewel nesting in the
heather. He made inquiries at the
inn, and engaged cart to take him
up to Cavendish Lodge. 1t was a
drive of eight miles. He carried the
boots tendcrly on his knees all the
way. The drive wound up past tall
lodge gates. through 4 quiet park,
and ended before Il quaint gray stone
house. \ gardener seemed the only
human being around the place. He
was on his knees, slipping at the
low hedge.
Mrs. Leland haze gang ava for the
week" he said. TO the isles"
Seabury took OFF his cap and wiped
his forehead. Had the young ladies gone
also to the isles? They had. For a cruise
among the Hebridcs with Sir Archie Kin
cardie's party.
1t is an excellent thing TO come from
New England stock The patience and
endurance OF the Pilgrim fathers hold
one steady under many trials. Sea-
bury drove calmly back to ;he inn, en-
gagged rooms. and settled down to wait,
with the boots.
But the days dragged. and he began to
take long walks up over the hill paths
and through the glens, and he found that
another wandered over them daily Some
times she rode past him. just a fleetlnG
glimpse he had and again he saw
her ahead of him on the deep glen path.
or climbing the rocks above some quiet
lOch. FINALLY there came a day when she
drove down 10 the village and he caught
her buying camera films at his favorite
store. She was u bonnie Highland lass.
too. blue-eyed and fair haired, with
way of looking 1t one sdelong.
After she had gone he asked the store
keeper her name.
TITS a young American niece of Mrs.
Lelands." he said blandly. "A Miss
Marsh
q thought they had all gone cruising
70 the isles
This one sprained her ankle the first
day she was here. She's all well now"
Seabury went outside and stared at the
surrounding highlands. Twelve days and
more he had wasted. Doggedy he
crossed 10 the inn, secured the boots and
started up to the lodge Yes. the gar
dener said. the young Teddy was in the
house. or. no. there she was coming
from the collies kennels.
Seabury waited her approach. Four
or five colies accompanied her. lie
held his precious parcel under one arm.
Miss GwendOlm Marsh" he asked
Gwennic. bowed in grave-eyed surprise
He tried to find the proper Introduction.
the best choice OF words, but under the
searching look in her blue eyes nothing
came, only i've got your boots
Have you. really" cried Gwennie.
1.-The ones / left in New York Oh, I'm
so glad to get them back
She reached her hand for the parcel.
but Seabury held on to it.
I've hunted you from London I'D here
and waited nearly two weeks 10 See you.
I've broken engagements all over Eng
land and should be reporting at the home
office in Paris today. But the boots held
me. somehow they held me- 1t seemed
so odd for me to find them, you know.
and they were very nice-looking boots
Gwennie blushed at the look in his
eyes It did seem good after two weeks
TO see youngster with the home cut
TO him
"Auntie and the girls returned this
afternoon" she said. Hadn't YOU bet
ter stay for tea and meet them? We
are going back to London tomorrow. and
then on 10 Paris. 50 you may see tho
boots again, perhaps"
She held out her hand, and he gave
them to her reluctantly. Il was sunset
over the glens when he said good-by to
the group out on the lawn-Mrs. Caven- |
dish. who highly approved Of him be- |
cause she found she had known his |
great uncle, Bishop Seabury, and Amy
and Ceciiy, and tall Sir Archie. But |
Swennie strolled down the hedge row |
with him. and smiled back in his eyes |
when he said softly:
''Good-by for a little while. Cinderella"
'G"od-by. Prince" she answered. nm
III paris.