Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-12-05

| the secluded parlor OF southern hotel!
The touch of her hands on his shoul-
ders thrilled him. The odor of Jockey
Club
1t was at this instant that Mr.. Minot,
looking past the Gaiety lady's beautiful
golden coiffure, beheld Miss Cynthia
Meyrick standing in the doorway Of
that parlor, smile on her face. She
disappeared on the instant, but Gabri-
ellie Roses "big scene" was ruined be-
| yond repair.
my dear lady"-gently Minot slipped
from beneath her lovely hands-"I as
sure you / do like you-more than q
little. But unfortunately my loyalty to
Harrowby-no, won't say that-cir-
cumstances are such that I cannot be
your friend in this instance. Though If
could serve you in any other way
Gabrielle Rose snapped her fingers.
Every WELL" Her voice had a metal
lie ring now. I'VE shall see what we
shall see.'
Undoubtedly. bid you good day"
AS Minot, somewhat dazed, walked
along the veranda of the De Ia Pax he
met Miss Meyrick. There was a mis-
chievous gleam in her eye.
Really, 1t was so tactless Of me, Mr..
| Minot," she said. "A thousand apol.
ogies."
He pretended not to understand.
'My untimely descent on the parlor."
She beamed on him. 81 presume II
happened because romance draws me
like magnet. Even other peoples"
Minot smiled wanly, and for once
sought to end their talk.
"Oh, do sit down just moment" she
pleaded. Il want to thank you for
the great service you did Harrowby
and me-last night"
"Wha-what service?" asked Minot,
sinking into a chair.
She leaned close and spoke in 9
whisper.
Your part in the kidnapping. Har-
rowby has told me. 1t was sweet of
you, so unselfsh.'
Fierce thought Minot. And then
he thought two more
ITO put yourself out that our wed
ding may be a successr' Was this
sarcasm, Minot wondered. I'm so
glad to know about it, Mr.. Minot. 1t
shows me at last-just what you think
ls"-she looked away-"best for me-"
BEST for you? What do you mean?''
Cant you understand From some
things you've said I have thought
perhaps-you didn't just approve of
my-marriage. And now I see 1 mis-
construed you-utterly. You want me
to marry Harrowby. You're working
for it. shouldn't bcH'urprised if you
were on that train last Monday just
to make sure-I'd-get here-safely."
Really. 1t was inhuman. Did she
realize how inhuman it was? One
glance at Minot might have told her
But she was still looking away.
$50 want to thank you. Mr. Minot, y
she went on. II shall always remem.
Der your-kindness couldn't under.
stand at first, but now-I wonder? You
know, it's an old theory that as soon as
one has ones own affair of the heart
arranged one begins to plan for 9th.
ersT
| Minot made a little whistling sound
| through his clenched teeth. The girl
stood up.
Your thoughtfulness has made me
very happy" she laughed. "It shows
that perhaps you care for me-just
| uttle-too."
She was gone! Minot sat swearing
softly to himself, banging the arm of
| his chair with his fist. He ragged at
| Thacker, Jephson, the solar system.
| Gradually his anger cooled. Under
meath the raillery In Cynthia Meyrick's
tone he had thought he detected some
thing of a serious note, as though she
were little wistful, little hurt.
Did she care? Bitter-sweet thought!
In the midst of all this farce and melo.
drama had she come to care Just
| little?
| Just little! Bah
Minot rose and went out on the ave
nue..
Prince Nevin Bey Imno was accus.
toned to give lectures twice daily on
the textures of his precious rugs at his
shop In the Alameda courtyard. His
afternoon lecture was Just finished as
Mr.. Minot stepped into the shop. A
dozen awed housewives from the mid
die west were hurrying away to write
home on the hotel stationery that they
had met a prince. When the last one
had gone out Minot stepped forward
Prince, I've dropped in to warn you.
A very angry woman will be here
shortly to see you"
The handsome young Persian shrug-
ged his shoulders and took of the
jacket of the native uniform with
which he embellished his talks.
"Why is she angry? All my rugs
they are what 1 say they are. In this
town are many liars selling oriental
rugs. Oriental! Ughl In New Jersey
they were made. But not my rugs.
See! Only In my native country, where
I was prince of the
"Yes, yes. But this lady is not COM
ing about rugs. 1 refer to your ex-
wife"
"Ah! You are mistaken. I have
never married"
"Oh, yes, you have. know all about
1t. There's no need to lie. The whole