Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1916-03-22

i see, Sne SAID TeHectlVely. lou
examined my luggage, as they say in
the customs Office And you couldn't
put B and G together. is that it?"
obviously"
''If you had taken the trouble to
look you would have found an equally
Respondent G on the opposite end Of
each and every trunk. Mr.. Schmidt"
she said quietly.
81 did not examine your luggage.
Miss Guile" said he stifiy. She haGn't
left much for him to stand upon.
Rather unique way to put ones in
itials on trunk, isn't it?"
ut possesses the virtue Of original
ity," she admitted. I've no doubt that
if the amiable Miss Blithers were to
hear of it she'd rush into print and
belabor me with the largest type that
money could buy"
"Oh. come nov. Miss Guile" he
protested, "it really isn't fair to Miss
Blithers. She was justified in follow
ing an illustrious example. You for
get that the Prince of Graustark was
the first to rush into print with a fiat
denial. What else could the poor girl
do?"
"Oh, am not defending the Prince
of Graustark. He behaved abomi-
nably, rushing into print, as you say.
Extremely bad taste, should call 1t.
Still. would be willing to make d
small wager that the well advertised
match comes off in spite of all the
denials. Given determined father, an
ambitious mother, purse filled daugh-
ter and an empty pursed nobleman,
and don't see how the inevitable can
! be avoided"
Robins face was flaming. 1t was
with difficulty that he restrained the
impulse to put her right in the mat
ter without further ado.
by the way, what would you have
done had you been placed in her pc,
sition?"
! 81 think should have acted quite
as independently as she"
"If your father were to pick out a
husband for you, whether or no. you
would refuse to obey the paternal
commando"
Most assuredly. AS a matter of
fact. Mr.. Schmidt, my father has ex-
| pressed wish that | should marry a
man who doesn't appeal to me at ALL"
And you refuse?'
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 suggest" she cried gayly.
Long live the Princess Maud" said
he, 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."
81 think as you do about it, Miss
Guile" said Robin. and she was 81
fenced.
They had a table in a cool, shady
corner OF the broad porch overlooking
the Place d'Armes and the Seine and
its vociferous ferries. To the right
runs the cleaning roadway that leads
to the hills and glades through which
pomp and pride once strobe with such
fatal arrogance. Blue coated servitors
attended them on their arrival and
watched over them during their stay.
1t was as il Miss Guile were the fairy
princess who had but to wish and her
slightest desire was gratified. Her
guest real prince, marveled not a
little at the complete sway she exer.
cised over this somewhat autocratic
army of menials. They bowed and
scraped and fetched and carried. The
magic Of Araby could have been nc
more potent than the spell this beau.
tiful girl cast over the house of Nam
mon. She laid her finger upon a purse
OF gold and wished. and, 10, the won.
ders 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.
onville or the Paillard at Pre- Catelan,
Miss Guile?" he inquired, quite cas-.
ually. but with a secret purpose.
mo. 1t Is stupid here, as a rule. and
common. Still every one goes to the
other places in the afternoon, and !
particularly wanted to be as naughty
as possible, so came here today"
1T doesn't strike me as especially
naughty" he remarked.
Are you going to take me up to the
park?"
Yes. Into the Shadows"
oh, that's good! I'm sure my i'm.
agination will work beautifully when
1t isn't subdued by all these blue
devils. Que voulez vous? The
question was directed rather sharply
to a particularly deferential "blue
devil" who stood at his elbow.
m. Schmidt"
Yes. What's this? A letter! Pom
my soul. how the deuce could any
one He got no farther, for Miss
Guile's action In pulling down her veil
and the subsequent spasmodic glance
over her shoulder betrayed such an
ag1tated state Of mind on her part
that his own sensations were checked
at the outset.
There must be some one hero who
KNOWS you. Mr.. Schmidt" she said
nervously. See what 1t says. please
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