The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-05-04

Fetch another chair, lucas" sait
King to the servant. And another
glass Of lemonade for Miss FELTON,"
"Felton|' queried Mr.. Blithcrs, sit
ting down very carefully on the rather
fragile chair ana hitching up his white
flannel trousers at the knees to reveal
a pair Of purple socks, somewhat ele
meutaTy IN tone.
we know your daughter, Mr.. Blith.
erS," said little Miss Nellie eagerly.
Il was just trying to remember
we live across the road-over there
in the little white house with the ivy
where I'd heard the name" pro
nc, jcd Mr.. Bllthers, still looking at the
prince. by Joye, | should think my
daughter and the prince would make
"a rafting good match. | mean," he
added. with a boisterous laugh, "a good
match at tennis. Wen have to get 'cm
together some day, eh, up at Blither
wood. How long is the prince to be
with you. Mrs. King"
ITS rather uncertain. Mr.. Blithers,"
said she and no more.
Mr.. Blithers famed himself in pa
tience for Il moment or two. Then he
looked at his watch.
Getting along toward dinner time
up our way" he ventured. Everybody
seemed rather intent on the game,
which was extremely one sided.
Good work. shouted King as Fan
ME FELTON, managed to return an easy
service.
Lieutenant Dank applauded vigor-
ously. Splendid" he cried out. Cap
italy placed
They speak remarkably good Eng
lish, don't they?' said Mr.. Blithers in
an audible aside to Mrs. King.
She smiled. "Of1cers In the Grau-
stark army are required to speak Eng
fish, French ana German, Mr.. Blithers."
Its a good idea" said he. Maud
speaks French and Italian like a ma
tive. She was educated In Paris and
Rome, you know. Fact is. she's lived
abroad a great deal"
as she at home now, Mr.. BlithersT"
Depends on what you'd call home,
Mrs. King. We've got so many l don't
know just which is the real one. If
you mean Blitherwood, yes, she's
there. Course there's our town house
In Madison avenue, the place at New
port, one at Nice and one at Pasadena,
Cal, you know, and q little shack In
London. BY the way, my wife says
you live quite near u place in New
York"
"We live In Madison avenue, but It's
a rather long street, Mr.. Blithers. Just
where is your house?" she inquired
rather spitefully.
He looked astonished. you surely
must know where the Blithers house
Is at
"Game!" shrieked Fannie FELTON,.
tossing her racket in the air, a victor.
They're through" said Mr.. Blithers
In a tom Of relief. He shifted his legs
and put his hands on his knees, sug-
costing a readiness to arise ON an in
stant's notice.
"Shall we try another set?" called
out Tue prince.
MAKE 1t doubtless" put In Lieutenant
Dank, and turned to Nellie. "Shall we
take them onT'
And doubles it was. much to the dis
gust Of Mr.. Blithers. He sat through
the nine games, manifesting an inter
est he was far from feeling.
To his utter amaZement at the CON
clusion of the game the four players
made a dash for the house without
even so much as a glance in his direc-
ton. 1t was the prince who shouted
something that sounded like NOW for
a shower!" as he raced up the terrace.
followed by the other participants.
Mr.. Blithers said something violent
under his breath, but resolutely re-
tanned his seat. 1t was King who
glanced shyly at his watch this time
and subsequently shot a questioning
look at his wife. She was frowning In
considerable perpleXity and biting her
firm, red lips. Count Quinnox coolly
arose and excused himself with the re-
mark that he was Off to dress for din
ASA. hC Lie iOohCu Ut uNS WutIu.
which certainly was an act that one
would hardly have expected Of a diplo-
mat.
well, WELL" said Mr.. Blithers pro-
foundly. Then he looked at his own
watch-and settled back In his chair,
a somewhat logged compression about
his jaws. He was not the mar to be-
thwarted. "Y0u certainly have a coy
little place here, King" he remarked
after q moment or two.
1--WE like It," said King. twiddling
his fingers behind his back. Humble
but Lomelike."
Mrs. Blithers has been planning Il
come over for some time, Mrs. King
| told her she oughtn't to put 1t of
be neighborly, don't you know. That's
me-. I'm for being neighborly with my
neighbors. But women. they-well
you know how 1t is. Mrs. King. AL
ways something turning up to keer
EN- from doing the things they want
to do most. And Mrs. Blithers has sc
many sOciable obli- ! beg pardonT'
II was just wondering II you would
stay and have dinner with us, Mr.
Blithers." said she, utterly helpless