Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-08-01
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i CHAPTER I-Georgy Wagstaf,
daughter OF Sir George, of the British
admiralty, hints at a liaison between
her goyorness, Ethel Willoughby, and
Henry Streetman. Ethel denies it.
h CHAPTER lI.--Henry Streetman
calls on Ethel and while waiting for
her talks to Brewster, Sir Georges
butler, who is 4 German spy about his
failure to get at admiralty papers in
Sir Georges possession He phones to
German secret service headquarters.
! CHAPTER IH-When Ethel appears
he tries to force her to get from Sir
George knowledge of the sailing or
;ders of the British feet Though She
fbolieVes him a French instead of a
German spy. she refuses until he
Threatens her She begs him to an
fnounce their secret marriage, as
sGeorky is suspicious, but he puts her
ton
l CHAPTERIV.-At tea Georgy and
Ehcr lover, Guy Falconer. tease Sir
George, and Streetman makes an aWk
Sward attempt to talk politics.
\ CHAPTER V.-Chariie Brown, news
Paper man Of New York, entertains
the tea party with his views on the
Threatened war in Europe.
/ CHAPTER VI-tiuy Falconer de-
eclares that If war comes he viii 80 t
leu \. II mon an1 Sir George re
Eplc hin. Cha e Sc IS III. is spcof
Iins
IN another moment Miss Willoughby
tand Captain Redmond were alone, she
kherscf seated upon the wide settee.
kBut the captain, apparently, dared not
thrust himself nearer her than the stool
tupon which he perchcd just where he
Icould not touch her There had been
"a time when he and Ethel were undis-
sguiscdly fond Of each other. But now
phe was scarcely sure Of her scnti-
lments toward him.
so, Larry you've actually come
Fback at last She said.
II wonder If it can seem as long tC
Iyou as it does to me-" he mused
81 don't knoW-pcrlmps"
"Do you mind when saw yon last
l'TvaS ut dance on the river"
AT Narlowe" she had been f0l
from forgetting that pleasant memory
Then you do remember" he CRIED
Ewith delight. IT was my first one
fstcp," he told her.
You ruined my SLIPPERS she re
smnded him, to tease him.
Did /? Then it was punishment
THAT when came up the second tint
Rwid taXicabs wouldn't drag anothe
pdauce from YOU
"No, yor were too late" Ethel ex
Iplaiued She had no wish to be toC
hard on him.
"Too late. That's the tragedy Of til,
Irish. We're always too Somethln--
too late or too carly-too sentimental
or too cynical toe shy or too bold VI
laugh too much ala we're too sad
IWc'rc too much in love or not ut all
UWe'rc way up or we're way down
ain fact. you're Irish she intcrpo
eatcd softly
You sound rs, # you liked us
E'risi." he rcjaincd.
She gave him an enigmatlc look
Il love you--I rish." she replied.
Ills a lucky race we are he tol
ler, with great enthusiasm
"But tell me--what have you bee
dolng?" Ethel asked.
"Since | spoiled yotD slppers?' Cal
1taln Redmond laughed He SCENE
never to remain long in serious moo'
"Oh. my dear. I've been a long WA
1from Tippcrary--the States, India, BE
I'm Paris, South America. And al
my dear how lonely I've been"
"You lonely" She could not belley
that the m,rcurial Irishman could eve
long be that
I've been in crowded places ana
empty ones. bur always ! was alone
he said with Just a hint of sadness.
,spite or the gayety that his frient
loved IN him. there were many tim,
ywhon Captain Redmond had to fiji
hard to dlspel the Celtic melancho
ythas was his natural heritaee. "Bl
there. there--tell me about yourself
he begged
But Ethel was not ready to do tina
She shrank from discussing herse
with him.
80 you've become a great glol
trottcr--you who'd never been out /,
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