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he took the hand she held out to him.
"SScod-by, Charliew Guy Falcones
said with a wink that the others did
not catch. "If don't see you before I
sail, drop me postal. My address
will be IN. are OF the General Post OF.
fee, Havana, Cuba"
Charlie Brown smiled at him lndui
gently. He knew just how serious Guy
was In regard to Sinking his duty. But
Mrs. Falconer was still troubled by
her sons apparent dlsaffectlon.
"Please, Guy" she pleaded. She
could not bear to hear her own child
brand himself as unpatrlotic. IL not an
actual coward.
81 never knew till now that you
were a Spartan mother" Guy told her.
Besides, didn't think you'd want to
see your own little boy all shot to
pieces"
They were on the point OF leaving
when Sir Georges butler brought the
news to Miss Willoughby that Captain
Redmond was calling.
Captain Redmondv' she repeated,
rs If the news were almost too strange
for belief. ASK him to come up,
Brewster"
At the name, Guy Falconer turned
to Ethel joyfully.
LARRY back after a whole year%
he cried. isn't that ripping!'
"Oh, we must wait to see Larryw
his mother said.
ooh, indeed we mustw added
Georgy.
In another moment Captain Red
mond stood before them. There was
certainly no question as to his greet
Ing. Guy Falconer all but fell upon
his neck.
"Hello. good peopler the newcomer
said with an all-embracing smile. He
was Irish. The hint of the brogue even
in those few words showed that much
had his dancing blue eyes left any
chance OF doubt as to his race. Ad
miration, as well as affection, shOne In
the faces OF his friends as they feaste0
their own eyes upon him, for the cap
! tain was unquestionably fine figure
of man. in his spruce uniform of the
u&;h Guards. Ethel Willoughby was
the last to greet him. But when the
rest had released him she held out her
hand to him.
Larry, I am glad TO see YOU" she
said from the bottom Of her heart.
He stopped short In his acknowl-
edgments OF the others greetings. AND
turning abruptly TO Ethel, as If he had
eyes for her alone. he exclaimed:
"Sure, not as much as | am to see
your And he fairly beamed his de-
| light at seeing her once more.
"When did you get back, old man|
Guy asked. when they had introduced
Larry and Charlie Brown.
"Only this morning" Captain Red.
mond answered, "but | thought I'd
have to come here directly to pay my
respects TO an old friend-and meet
three old friends
Georgy Wagstaff pouted at that. She
was extremely fond of the dasling Of
ficer and she dearly loved to banter
with him.
'I'm not so terribly old" she object.
ed-''or do you think I've aged muchT'
'In year. sure, you've grown
younger. You're only a slip Of girl
a young woman when | left be told
her.
ITS whole year since you went
away" Ethel Wi!loughby half whls-
pered to Redmond as he came nearer
her.
"And 1t seems hundredr he de-
clnred. Charlie Brown, catching his
reply to her, knew of a certainty that
he was Irish. But underneath the cap.
tain's 'h,some remarks there often lay
n sine Gritty that was more deeply root.
ed til; II a casual bystander might sup
pose.
Mr.. Brown felt that he must really
tear imself away from that interest
Ing psrty.
"Goodby, Miss Wllloughby" he
said. "Gnod-by, captain! | hate to
bust up a reunion like this. but I've
got to get back and write piece for
the paper"
Still Mrs. Falconer would not let her
sons friend escape quite yet.
"Mr. Brown" she said, "for some
reason like you. fancy it's because
you amuse me. WHY don't you dine
with us? Perhaps it ask Captain
Redmond, Ethel will ,ome."
Lets dine early" Guy said. "Don't
bother to dress. Wen GO 10 the Savoy
grill and meanwhile I'll get tickets for
the Palace. There's IN swiftly clever
American girl there now
"Well pick you up her. Ehel," his
mother added-"say In ha!f ia hour.
We might be able to mot,s H. Rich
mond for dinner and still s .e the
show"
"Will you pick me up here, ,oo?"
Captain Redmond asked.
ain half an hour" she agreed.
In the doorway Georgy Wagst IN
cast a roguish glance back at her
pretty governess.
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