The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1916-06-22


and R. Schmidt at all it was with the
scorn that is usually devoted to youth
at its very best. There could be nc
doubt in the passing mind that these
two were sweethearts who managed
to thrive on the smallest of com
forts.
AT last his patience was rewarded.
She lowered the magazine and stif1ed
a yawn-but not real one.
"Have you read it?" she inquired
composedly.
"A part of IT," he said. "Over your
shoulder.
as that considered polite in
vienna?"
of you only knew what bump I've
got on the back of my head you
wouldn't be so ungracious." he said.
81 couldn't possibly know. could I?'
He leaned forward and indicated the
spot on the back of his head, first re-
moving his cap. She laughed nerv-
ously, and then gently rubbed her fin
gers over the thick hair.
There is dreadful lump!" she ex-
claimed. "Oh. how sorry | am. Do
do you feel faint or-or-l mean, is 1t
very painful?"
Not now" he replied, replacing his
cap and favoring her with his most
engaging smile.
She smiled in response. betraying
not the slightest sign of embarrass-
ment.
Am to regard you as hero?"
"If you will be so kind, please"
She laughed outright at this. al
think / rather like you, Mr.. Schmidt"
she said, with unexpected candor.
ooh, fancy I'm not at all bad" said
he, after momentary stare of aston
ishment. 81 am especially good in
rough weather." he went On, trying to
forget that he was prince OF the
royal blood, rather difficult matter
when one stops TO consider he was not
in the habit of hearing people say
that they rather liked him.
do your friends come from Wen
na?" she inquired abruptly.
Yes" he said. and then saved his
face as usual by adding under his
breath, but they don't live there" 1t
was not in him to lie outright; hence
the handy way of appeasing his con
science.
They are very interesting looking
men. especially the younger. ! can
not remember when | have seen a
more attractive man"
He is a splendid chap" exclaimed
Robin. with genuine enthusiasm. ~
I'm very fond of Dank."
She was silent for q moment. Some
thing had failed, and she was rather
glad of it.
DO you like New York;" she asked.
Immensely. | met great many
delightful people there. Miss Guile.
You say you do not know the Blithers
family? Mr. Blithers 10 a rare old
Bird
Isn't there some talk of his daugh-
ter being engaged to the Prince Of
Graustark?"
He felt that his ears were red. THE
newspapers limited at something of
the sort, believe" He was suddenly
possessed by the curious notion that
he was being pumped" by his fair
companion. Indeed, a certain insis-
tent note had crept into her voice. and
her eyes were searching his with IN
intentness that had not appeared in
them until now.
Have you seen hip1?"
THE prince?"
YES. What is he like?'
i've seen pictures of him." he
equivocated. Rather nice looking, ]
should say
"Of course he is like all foreign no
blemen and will leap at the Blithers
millions If he gets the chance. ]
sometimes feel sorry for the poor
wretches." There was more scorn
than pity in the way she said it, how
ever, and her velvety eyes were sud
denly hard and uncompromising.
He longed to defend himself, in the
third person, but could not do so for
very strong and obvious reasons. He
allowed himself the privilege, how
ever, of declaring that foreign noble.
men are not always as black as they
are painted. And then, for a very ex-
cellent reason, he contrived to change
the subject by asking where she was
going on the continent.
81 may 60 to Vienna" she said, with
a smile that served to puzzle rather
than to delight him. He was more
than ever convinced that she was
playing with him. But pray do not
look SO gloomy, Mr.. Schmidt. shall
not make any demands upon your
time while | am there. You may
81 am quite sure of that" he inter
rupted. with his ready smile. you
see, | am a person of no consequence
in Vienna. while you All, well, as
an American girl you will be hobnob-
bling with the nobility while the hum
BILE Schmidt sits afar off and marvels
at the kindness of fate that befell
him in the middle of the Atlantic
ocean. and yet curses the fate that
makes him unworthy of the slightest
notice from the aforesaid American
girl. For. | daresay. Miss Guile. you
like all American girls, are ready to
leap at titles"
THAT really isn't fair, Mr.. Schmidt
she protested, flushing. why should
you and / quarrel over a condition
that cannot apply to either of us!
You are not a nobleman. and | am
not title seeking American girl So