The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1917-07-19


&c od-by, Charlie!'' Guy Falconer
said with wink that the others did
not catch. eff don't see you before l
SAIL drop me a postal. My ADDRESS
will be in care of the General Post OF
flee, Havana, Cuba"
Charlie Brown smiled at him indul-
gently. He knew just how serious Guy
was in regard to Sinking his duty. But
Mrs. Falconer was still troubled Dy
her sons apparent disaffection.
"Please, Guy!' she pleaded. She
could not bear to hear her own child
brand himself as unpatriotic, if not an
actual coward.
ST never knew till now that you
were a Spartan mother" Guy told her.
"Besides, 1 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 Redmondr she repeated,
as if the news were almost too strange.
for belief. "Ask him to come up
| Brewster"
Al Ouy d4NOACA
to Ethel joyfully.
LARRY back after a whole yearT p
he cried. 'Isn't that ripping"
ooh, we must wait to see Larry!'
his mother said.
"Oh, indeed we must" 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 peoplev' 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. Adj
miration, as we'll as affection, shOne in
the faces of his friends as they Toasted
their own eyes upon him, for the cap
tain was unquestionably a fine figure
Of a man, in his spruce uniform of the
Irish Guards Ethel Willoughby was
the last to greet him. But when the
rest had released him she held out her
hand to him.
Larry, l 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 1 am to sec
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 l thought I'd
have to come here directly to pay my
RESPECTS to an old friend-and l meet
three old friends"
Georgy Wagstaff pouted at that. She
was extremely fond of the dashing Of
ficer and she dearly loved to banter
with him.
"I'm not so terribly DID," she object
ed-"or do you think I've aged much?"
"In a year, sure, you've grown
younger. You're only slip of a girl
now; and you were getting to be quite
a young woman when I left" he told
| her.
It's a whole year since you went
away" Ethel Willoughby half whis-
pered to Redmond as he came nearer
her.
"And it seems a hundred!' he de-
| clared. Charlie Brown, catching his
reply to her, knew of a certainty that
| he was Irish. But underneath the cap
tain's fulsome remarks there often lay
a sincerity that was more deeply root
ed than a casual bystander might sup
pose.
Mr.. Brown felt that he must really
tear himself away from that interest
ing party.
"Good-by Miss Willoughby!" he
said. "Good-by, captain! l hate to
bust up a reunion like this, but I've
got to get back and write a 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. l fancy it's because
you amuse me. Why don't you dine
with us? Perhaps If I ask Captain
Redmond, Ethel will come"
LETS dine early" Guy said. "Don't
bother to dress. Well go to the Savoy
grill and meanwhile I'll get tickets for
the Palace. There's an awfully clever
American girl there now"
"Wen pick you up here, Ethel,' his
mother added-"say in half an hour.
We might be able to motor to Rich
mond for dinner and still see the
show"
"Will you pick me up here, too?"
Captain Redmond asked.
Gin half an hourw she agreed.
In the doorway Georgy Wagstaft
cast a roguish glance back at her
pretty governess.