The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1916-02-29

I He named the street, and she shook
her head
THAT doesn't mean much to me-"
she confessed; I'm SO strange in
Paris, ! know only a few of the prin-
cipal streets. Where is the Boulevard
| ST. Germain?"
Lanyard indicated the direction:
1.-TWO blocks that way"
Thank you" She advanced a step or
| two, but paused again. do you know,
possibly, just where could find taxi
cab?"
He smiled deceptively: Don't worry
about that. Where do you wish to
go?"
ITO the Care du Nord."
That made him open his eyes. "The
| Care du Nord!" he echoed But
beg your pardon"
81 wish to catch the first train for
London" the girl informed him calmly.
You'll have some time to wait"
| Lanyard informed her. "The first
train leaves about half past eight, and
now it's not more than five"
THAT can't be helped. l can wait
| in the station"
He shrugged; that was her look
| outfit she were sincere in her asser-
| ton that she meant to leave Paris;
something which he took the liberty
| of doubling.
"You can reach it by the Metro" he
suggested - "the underground, you
know; there's a station handy-St
| Germain des Pres. If you like, I'll
| show you the way"
| Her relief seemed so naive he could
almost have believed it genuine. And
yet"
81 shall be very grateful" she MUIR
INJURED.
| He took that for whatever worth it
might assay and quietly fell into
place beside her, and in mutual ST.
lence-perhaps largely due 10 her in
| tuitive sense of his bias-they gained
the Boulevard st. German. But
| here, even as they emerged from the
side street, that happened which again
upset Lanyard's plans-a belated facre
| hove up out of the mist and ranged
alongside, it's driver loudly soliciting
patronage.
Beneath his breath Lanyard cursed
the man literally; nothing could have
been more inopportune; he needed
that uncouth conveyance for his own
purposes, and if it had only waited I'M
til he had piloted the girl to the Metro
politain station, he might have had it.
Now he must either yield the cab to
the girl or-share it with her.
Somewhat sulkily, then, if without
betraying his temper, he signaled the
cocher, opened the door, and handed
the girl in with the suggestion:
| IF you don't mind dropping me en-
route"
81 shall be very glad" she said
anything to repay, even in part, the
| courtesy you've shown mel"
| ooh. please don't worry about that"
| He gave the driver precise direc-
tions, climbed in, and settled himself
beside the girl. The whip cracked, the
horse sighed, the driver swore, the
aged fiacre groaned, stirred reluctant
ly, crawled YEARLY off through the
thickening drizzle.
| Within it's body a common restraint
held silence like a wall between the
| two.
The girl sat with face averted, read
| ing through the window what corner
signs they passed.
| And in, his turn Lanyard reviewed
| those well-remembered ways in vast
WEAKNESS of spirit = disguised with
| himself in consciousness that the girl
| had somehow OWNED his distrust.
1.-THE Lone Wolf, eh?" he unused bit
terly. Rather, the Cornered Raft
people only knew! Better still, the
Errant-no-the Arrant Asst"
They were skirting the Palais Royal
when suddenly she turned to him in an
| impulsive attempt at elf-justiication.
What must you be thinking of me,
Mr. Lanyard"
ooh, as to that" he countered cheer
fully, I've got a pretty definite no.
ton that you're running away from
your father"
yes. l couldn't stand it any
longer"
| She caught herself up, as though
| tempted but afraid to say more. He
waited briefly before offering encour-
agement
Il hope 1 haven't seemed imperti-
nent.'
| mo, no!"
I, Than this impatient negative his
pause of invitation evoked no other
| recognition She had SuhSi0pd into
her reserve, but-he fancied-not alto
gether willingly.
Was it. then, possible that he had
misjudged her?
! You've friends in London, no
doubt?" he hazarded
''No-none."
But"