Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1916-05-18
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Absolutely. Now let us talk of
something else. A bas Blithers! Down
with the plutocrats! Stamp out the
Vulgarians! Is there anything else
you can suggests" she cried gayly.
Long live the Princess Maud" said
ne, and dotted his hat. The satirical
note in his voice was not lost on her.
She started perceptibly and caught her
breath. Then she sank back into the
corner with nervous, strained little
laugh.
You think she will marry him?"
thlnk as you do about It. Miss
uuiie, said Robin, and she was ST.
fenced.
they had table in cool. shady
corner OF the broad porch overlooking
tne Place d'Armes and the Seine and
us vociferous ferries. To the right
runs the cleaning roadway that leads
10 the hills and glades through which
pomp and pride once strobe with such
fatal arrogance. Blue coated seryitors
attended them on their arrival and
watched over them during their stay.
II was as If Miss Guile were the fairy
princess who had but to wish and her
slightest desire was gratifed. Her
guest, real prince, marveled not a
niue at the complete sway she exer-
clsed over this somewhat autocratic
army of menials. They bowed and
scraped and fetched and carried. The
magic OF Araby could have been no
more potent than the spell this beau
uful girl cast over the house of Nam
mon. She laid her finger upon a purse
OF gold and wished, and, 10, the won
oers OF the magic carpet were re-
peated.
She had removed her veil. but he
was not slow to perceive that she sat
with her back to the long stretch Of
porch.
DO you prefer this place to Armen.
onvilie or the Paillard at Pre- CateIan.
MISS Cutler" he inquired, quite cas-
ually. but with secret purpose,
NO, 1t is stupid here, as a rule. and
common. Still every one goes to the
otner places In the afternoon, and |
particularly wanted to be as naughty
as possible, so l came here today"
1T doesn't strike me as especially
naughty" he remarked
Are you going to take me up to the 2
park"
Yes. Into the Shadows"
oh, that's goodl I'm sure my i'm a
will work beautifully when x
isn't subdued by all these blue
levils I-Que voulez vous? The
question was directed rather sharply
a particularly deferential blue <
evil" who stood at his elbow.
IN. Schmidt?"
Yes. What's this? A letter! Pom A
~ soul, how the deuce could any X
ne He got no farther, for Miss
Jules action In pulling down her veil
nd the subsequent spasmodic glance A
yer her shoulder betrayed such an x
s1tated state of mind on her part
lat his own sensations were checked
the outset.
There must be some one here who x
iows-oyou,s Mr.. Schmidt" she said
'rvously. See what 1t says, please
at once. perhaps we should be
artfng home Immediately" x
Robin tore open the envelope. A
ance showed him that the brief note
IS from Gourou. characteristic @
rved as signature. AS he read. a X
I'd line appeared between his eyes
d his expression grew serious.
II Is really nothing. Miss Guile" he
d. "A stupid, alleged Joke Of a fell Y
who happens to know me, that's
Who wrote that letter, Mr..
lmidt?" she demanded. Even x
ough the veil he could see that her
were wide with-was 1t alarm or
er? -
\ man named Gourou. He is a de- "a
I've engaged on piece of work for x
Totem"
1t part Of his duty to watch
movements?" she asked, leaning
7ard and reading the note.
10. He is my friend, however"
Robin steadily. According to
epistle, 1t would appear that II ia
lrt OF his duty to keep track of 4
not me. May l ask why you
Id be Swallowed by two of his
did not answer at once. When
spoke 1t was with a determined
to maintain her composure.
am sorry to have subjected you
this, Mr.. Schmidt We will de-
at once. | find that the cat ia
away, so we can't be mice A~,
a fool I've been" There was -
thing suspiciously suggestive of
in her soft voice. 9 e 3
(To be Continued)
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