The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1916-03-17

He named the street, and she shook
her head.
THAT doesn't mean much to me-"
she confessed; I'm so strange in
Paris, I know only few of the prln-
cipal streets. Where is the Boulevard
st. Germain?"
Lanyard indicated the direction:
1.-TWO blocks that way"
Thank you" She advanced a step or
two. hut paused again. 'Do you know,
possibly. just where could find a taxi.
cab?"
He smiled decept;vely; Don't worry
about that. Where do you wish to
go7"
ITO the Care du Nord."
That made him open his eyes. The
Care du Nord!" he echoed. But
beg your pardon"
81 wish to catch the first train for
London" !" the girl informed him calmly.
You'll have some time to wait"
Lanyard informed her. THE first
train leaves about half past eight. and
now it's not more than FIVE"
THAT can't be helped ! can wait
in the station"
He shrugged; that was her look
out-if she we're sincere in her asser-
tion that she meant to leave Paris;
something which he took the liberty
of doubling.
"You can reach 1t by the Metro" he
suggested - the underground, you
know; there's a station handy-St
Germain des Pres. If you like. I'll
show you the way"
Her relief seemed so naive he could
almost have believed it genuine. And
yet"
81 shall be very grateful" she MUIR
INJURED.
He took that for whatever worth It
might assay and quietly fell into
place beside her, and in mutual ST.
lence-perhaps largely due to her in
tuitive sense of his bias-they gained
the Boulevard st. German. But
here, even as they emerged from the
side street, that happened which again
upset lLdll y al > pans a bCloISN hhSA y
hove up out of the mist and ranged
alongside, it's driver loudly soliciting
patronage.
Beneath his breath Lanyard cursed
the man literally; nothing could have
been more inopportune he needed
that uncouth conveyance for his own
purposes, and if it had only waited un-
til he had piloted the girl to the Metro
politain station, he might have had it.
Now he must either yield the cab to
the girl or-share It with her.
Somewhat sulkily, then, if without
betraying his temper, he signaled the
cocher, opened the door, and handed
the girl in with the suggestion:
IF you don't mind dropping me en-
route"
81 shall be very glad" she said
anything to repay, even IN part, the
courtesy you've shown mel"
"Oh, please don't worry about that"
He gave the driver precise direc-
tions, climbed in, and settled himself
beside the girl. The whip cracked, the
horse sighed, the driver swore, the
aged fiacre groaned, stirred reluctant
ly, crawled wearily off through the
thickening drizzle.
Within its body a common restraint
held silence like a wall between the
two.
The girl sat with face averted, read
ing through the window what corner
signs they passed.
And in his turn Lanyard reviewed
those well-remembered ways in vast
WEAKNESS of spirit - disgusted with
himself in consciousness that the girl
had somehow OWNED his distrust.
"The Lone Wolf, eh?" he unused Bit
terly. Rather, the Cornered Raft
people only knew! Better still, the
Arrant Asst"
They were skirting the Palais Royal
when suddenly she turned to him in an
impulsive attempt at selfjustification.
What must you be thinking Of me-
Mr.. Lanyard"
"Oh, as to that" he countered cheer
fully, 1--WE got a pretty definite no
ton that you're running away from
your father"
"Yes. couldn't stand it any
longer"
She caught herself up, as though |
tempted but afraid to say more. He |
waited briefly before offering encour-
agement.
81 hope l haven't seemed imperti-
nent."
mo, mol"
Than this impatient negative his
pause of invitation evoked no other
She had subsided into
her reserve, but-he fancied-not alto
gether willingly.
Was it, then, possible that he had
her?
You've friends in London, no
doubt?" he hazarded.
"No-none."
But"
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