The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1917-10-19


admitted. 81 cannot help it. I am used
to seeing, at the most, three or -four
people together at time. can't I'M
derstand these crowds. Where are
they all going? Fancy every one OF
them having a home, every one OF
them struggling in some form or an
other toward happiness !"
'Do you know" she pronounced Sc
verely, ''for young man of your age
you are much too serious? I am quite
sure you could be nice if you wanted
to-" she continued. 'How much are
you in love with LouiseT
"How much am I what?'
SIN love with Louise?" she repeated.
"All the men are. 1t is a perfect cult
with them. And here am l. her humble
companion and friend, absolutely neg
lected!"
81 don't believe you are neglected at
ALL" he replied. "You are much too
He turned his head to look at her.
She was so close to him that their hats
gies.
loo whatT' she whispered.
"Too attractive" he ventured.
"It's nice to hear you say So" she
sighed.
She was unlike any girl John had
ever known. Her hair was almost
golden, her eyes a distinct blue, yet
some trick of the mouth saved her face
from any suggestion of insipidity. She
was looking straight into his eyes, and
her lips were curled most invitingly.
81 wish I knew more about certain
things" he said.
"Oh, why didn't you come before?"
she exclaimed. "Fancy Louise never
telling me about you. hope you'll ask
me to lunch some time"
'Ill have a luncheon party tomor-
row, if you like-that is, if Louise will
Gomez
She looked up at him quickly.
isn't Louise going to PARISH" she
asked.
paris? I didn't hear her say any
thing about it."
perhaps it is my mistake, then"
Sophy went on hastily. II only fancied
that heard her say So"
There was a moments silence. John
had opened his lips to ask a question,
but quickly closed them again. 1t was
question, he suddenly decided, which
he had better ask of Louise herself.
eff Louise goes to Paris" Sophy
whispered disconsolately, Il suppose
there will be no luncheOn-party?"
For single moment he hesitated.
She was very alluring, and the chal-
lenge in her eyes was unmistakable.
81 think" he said quietly, "that if
Miss Maurel goes to Paris, 1 shall re-
turn to Cumberland tomorrow"
For a time there was significant |
silence. Then Sophy raised her veil |
once more and looked toward John.
"Mr. Strangewey," she began, "you
won't mind if I give you just little
word of advice? You are such big,
strong person, but you are rather
child, you know, in some things"
"This place does make me feel igno-
rant" he admitted.
Don't idealize anyone here" she
begged. "Don't concentrate all your
hopes upon one object. Love is won
derful and life Is wonderful, but there
Is only one life, and there are many
loves before one reaches the end. Peo-
pie do such silly things sometimes"
she wound up, "just because of little
There are many dis
to be met with here"
He took her hand in his.
'Little GIRL" he said, 'you are very
good to me, and I think you under
stand. Are you going to let me feel
hat I have found friend on my first I
evening in London?"
'Tf you want me-" she answered sim
,ly. 81 like you, and l want you to be
lappy here; and because want you
o be happy, want you to come down
rom the clouds and remember that {
-ou have left your hills behind and 6
hat we walk on the pavements here"
s'Thank you," he whispered, "and t
hank you for what you have not said. '
f am to find sorrow here instead of t
oy," he added, little grimly, sit is
etter for me to stumble into the G
of it by myself" 1
"Your hills have taught you just that v
luch of life, then?" Sophy murmured.
e
The prince Of Seyre handed his hat a
nd stick to the parlor maid and seated l
imself upon the divan.
81 should be very sorry" he said po- t
tely, as the maid left the room, IF
~ coming has FASTENED the departure c
{ your visitors" v
nNot In the least" Louise assured
i'm. "They were leaving when you "
ere announced. Sophy and / are TAX d
lg Mr.. Strangewey to Bohemian res Ii
.urant and music hall afterward." Ii
fortunate Mr.. Strangewey!" the
rince sighed. But, forgive me. why Il