Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-04-28
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noe sald, ner lips parting in a smile
hall scornful. You know how wine
has played you before. Better stop
\ now while luck's with you"
Hanged II dol" he answered stub.
4 bernly. after these months Of hand
q mouth and begging for nasty pint
soK ale In common pub-leave good
4 Wine when It's right under my nose
Not mev' Still protesting against her
refusal to drink with him the wine be
& would pay for himself-the man made
that : point Of injured honor apper
geudsingly helped place the cape OF
web lace over his companions white
sshculders and accompanied her to her
tai.
III you're here this time tomorrow
night and SOBER" were her farewell
words. II may bring you your number
IN the--you understand; that and your
ccmmission to duty"
God bless you, Louisa, girlv' Capper
stammered thickly. "I'll not fail you .
The orchestra was booming rag
! t1me, and the chorus on the stage of
the Winter Garden came plunging to
the footlights, all in line, their black
legs Kicking out from the skirts like
thrusting spindles in some marvellous
engine Of stagecraft. They screeched
the final line OF Germanized coon
song, the cymbals changed "Zam.m-mr'
and folk about the clustered tables pat
tered applause. Captain Woodhouse,
1t table by himself, pulled . wafer
Of q watch from his waistcoat pocket.
glanced at its face and looked back ut
the rococo entrance arches, through
which the late Corners were streaming.
Henry, Sherman, do you think Kitty
ought TO see this sort of thing? It's
positively indecent
The high pitched nasal complaint
came from q table a little to tho right
q f the one where Woodhouse was sit
ting.
"Thers, there, mother! Now, don't
60 taking all tho Joy outa life just be-
cause you're seeing something that
would make the minister back in Ke-
vance roll his eyes In horror"
Out Of tho tail Of his eye Woodhouse
could rec the family group wherein
IfIy. drandy had sat down to make a
fourth. A blocky little man with a
rcd face and pinky bald head, whose
clothes looked as IL they had been
whipsawed out OF the bolt; COM
fortably stout matron wearing a bon
net which even to the untutored mas
euline eye betrayed its provincialism;
4 slim slip Of girl of about nineteen
With face like choir boy's-these
wers the American tourists whose
voices had attracted Woodhouse's At
fention. He played an amused caves
droppef, al the more interested be-
cause they were Americans and since
certain day on the Calais-Pariu ex-
press Z week or 50 gone he'd had rsa-
scn % DO interested In all Americans.
Henry, tell you he does look like
Albert Downs-the living image" This
from the woman, soto voce.
18Th, mother! What would Albert
Downs 30 doing in BerIin?'
Well. Kitty, they say curiosity once
killed = cat but I'm going to have a
better look. ia swear
W0o6houss was slightly startled
whGn ~ saw the woman from America
utillss the clumsy subterfuge OF a
dropped handkerchief to step into
position whence she could look at his
face squarsly. Also he was annoyed.
Ho did not care to BIO stared ut under
any circumstances, particularly at this
time. The alert and curious lady saw
biz nush Of annoyance, flushed herself
and Joined her husband and daughter.
Well, II 1 didn't know Albert Downs
had asllvery business which he couldn't
well leave foated back the hoarse
whisper, "I'd say that was him setting
right there In that chair"
Come, mother, bedtime and after
- Berlin" was the old gentleman's ad-
monitor. Woodhouse heard their re-
treating footsteps and laughed in spite
of his temporary chagrin at the Amer
lean woman's curiosity. He was just
reaching for his watch a second time
when . quick step sounded on the
aravoj behind him. He turned. A wo-
nan Of ripe beauty had her hand out
stretched In welcome. She was the
one Biily Cappsr had called Louisa.
Captain woodhouse rose and grasped
her hand warmly.
An! 30 good Of you! rye been ex-
psctinS"-
Eyes: I'm late. could not come ear
Her" Sanitation and answer were in
German. nuently spoken on the part Of
each.
You will not be followedw Wood
house asked. assisting her to sit. She
laughed shortly.
Hardly, when bottle Of champagne
Ii my rival. The man will be well en-
tertained- too WE'LL
s 7s,sY have been thinking" Woodhouse
continued grately. that place hard
" as public as this would have been
better for orr meeting. Perhaps
'Yon fear the English agents? Pah!
They have ears for keyholes only; they
40 not expect to use them In place
where there II light and plenty Of peo-
pIe. You know their clumsiness."
Woodhouse nodded. His eyes Travelled
slowly over the bold beauty Of the wo-
naI,'e face.
(To Be Continued.)
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