The Arvada enterprise. (Arvada, Colo.) 1908-1970, 1915-03-25
CHAPTER xIIi.-cor,Inued,

With mallet, hammer saw, and
screw-driver l worked until noon, ma
turing my plans all the while. These
plans would take the last penny in
the treasury and leave us in debt sew
eral thousand francs. But 1t was win
,r go to smash now, and personally
have always preferred a tremendous
smash to slow and oozy fizzle.
A big pot Of fragrant soup was
served to the company at luncheon;
and 1t amused me to see Jacqueline
troop into the tent with the others and
sit down with her bit Of bread and her
bowl of broth.
How is she getting on?" l called
across to Speed"
THE child is simply startling" he
said. In English She is not afraid of
anything. She and Miss Crystal have
been doing that hair-raising flying
swing without rehearsal"
Byrams buoyancy had returned in
= measure. He sat in his shirt sleeves
At the head Of the table. vigorously
sopping his tartine in his soup, and,
mouth full, leaned forward. chewing
and listening to the conversation
around him.
I'll say one thing" observed By
ram. with dignity; III ever l git out OF
this darn continong with my circus. I'll
recooperate in the undulatin' medders
an j'yful Wales OF the United States.
Hereafter that country will continue
to remain good enough for me-"
Now that had stirred up this bee
hive and set 1t swarming again. l had
no inclination TO turn drone. Yet l re-
membered my note to the Countess de
Vassart and her reply. So about four
O'Clock made the best toilet l could
In my only other suit OF clothes, and
walked out Of the bustling camp into
the square. where the messy fountain
splaShed under the oaks and the chill.
dren Of Paradise were playing.
One thing noticed az l crossed the
unused moat Of the Chateau de Ire.
court on permanent bridge. There
was = man. lying belly down In the
bracken. watching me: and as l
walked into the court l tried to re.
member where l had seen his face be-
fore.
There was soft whirring In the air
like the sound Of humming bird close
by: 1t came from . spinning wheel, and
grew louder AZ \ servant admitted me
into the house and guided me to sun.
ny room facing the fruit garden.
Suddenly the melody ceased, and q
young Bretonne girl appeared In the
doorway. courtesying to me and saying
in perfect English: How do you do,
Mr.. ScarlettI"
The girl was Mndemoiselle Sylvia
Eiven. the mRrvelously clever actress
from the Odeon. the same young WON.
an who had played the Alsaciennc at
La Trappe. as perfectly In voice and
costume ~ she now played the Bre-
tonne
II only came TO renew an old and
deeply valued friendship. | am going
back to my fax now. And, blythe. way, !"
she said. languidly. ''is there in your
intellectual circus company young
gentleman whose name Is Eyre?"
kelly Eyre? Yes" said. sulkily.
'Ah. Would you take n message to
Mistalrc Kelly Eyre for me?" she
asked. swcetly.
said that | would.
Then please say that: On Sun.
day the book stores arc closed In
Paris"
Very well. mademoiselle."
She courtesicd and vanished.
! fancied. after few moments, that
heard the distant thudding OF n
horses hoofs; soon was sure Of IT,.
and rose to my feet expectantly. Just
a. flushed young girl In q riding.
habit entered the room and gave me
~ gloved hand.