The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1917-10-12

for myself the riddle which has Kept
me awake at night for weeks and
months, which has puzzled me more
than anything else In life has ever
DONE"
"You really have thought of me,
then?"
Didn't you always know that i
should?" e.is ~. AZ
Perhaps" she admitted Anyhow,
always felt that we should meet
again, that you would come to London.
! The problem is" she added, smiling.
what to do with you now you are
here"
| Il haven't. come to be nuisance"
he assured her. II just want little
help from you. want to understand
because 1t Is your world. 1 want to
feel myself nearer to you. l. want
She gripped his arms suddenly. She
knew well enough that she had DELHI
erately provoked his words, but there
| was look in her face almost Of fear.
Don't let us be too serious all at
once" she begged quickly. IF you
have one fault, my dear big friend
from the country" she went on, with
swiftly assumed gayety, sit is that
you are too serious for your years.
Sophy and I between us must try to
cure you of that! You see, we have
arrived"
He handed her out, followed her
across the pavement, and found him.
self plunged into what seemed to him
to be an absolute vortex of human be-
ings, all dressed in very much the
same fashion, all laughing and talking
| together very much in the same note,
all criticizing every fresh group of ar
rivals with very much the same eyes
and manner. The palm court was
crowded with little parties seated, at
the various round tables, partaking
languidly of the most INDECENT meal of
the day. Even the broad passageway
was full Of men and women, standing
about and talking or looking for tables
One could scarcely hear the music of
the orchestra for the babel Of voices
The prince Of Seyre beckoned to them
from the steps. He seemed to have
been awaiting their arrival there-a
cold, immaculate, and, considering his
| lack of height, curiously distin-
guished-looking figure.
| 81 have a table inside" he told them
as they approached. cit is better for
conversation. The rest of the place is
like a bear garden. am not sure II
they win dance here today, but il
they do, they will come also into the
restaurant"
"Wise man. Louise declared. 81
too, hate the babel outside"
"We are faced" said the prince, as
he took up the menu, with our daily
problem. What can order for your
"a cup of chocolate" Louise replied
"And Miss Sophy?"
'Tea, please"
John, too, preferred tea the prince
ordered absinthe.
"a polyglot meal. isn't it, Mr.
Strangewey?" said Louise, as the order
was executed; "not in the least what
that wonderful old butler of yours
would understand by tea. SOphy, put
your hat on straight If you want t.
make good impression on Mr.
Strangewey. I am hoping that you two
will be great friends"
Sophy turned toward John with {
little grimace.
Louise is so tactless !" she said. 50
am sure any idea you might have hat
of liking me will have gone already
Has it, Mr.. Strangeweyw
'On the contrary" he replied, little
stiffiy, but without hesitation, II was
thinking that Miss Maurel could
scarcely have set me more pleasant
task"
The girl looked reproachfully across
at her friend.
"You told me he came from the
wilds and was quite unsophisticated! =
she exclaimed.
"The truth" John assured them
looking with dismay at his little china
cup, "comes very easily to us. We are
brought up on it in Cumberland"
'Don't chatter too much, child" Lou
Use said benigply. 81 want to heal
some more Of Mr.. Strangewey's i'm
pressions. This is-well, if not quite
q fashionable crowd, yet very nearly
so. What do you think Of 1.-THE wem-
en-, for instancew
"Well, to me-" John confessed can
didly, "they all look like dolls or man