Martinsburg W Va evening journal. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1913-1920, 1917-07-21

famous London actress. TO spend the
night at the farm homo of John and
Stephen StrangeWey.
CHAPTER 1I-At dinner Louise discov-
ers that the brothers are woman hating
refuses,
CHAPTER III-Next morning she dis
covers that john the younger brother,
has recently come into large fortune
IN company with him she explores tho
Farm.
CHAPTER IV-In a talk with him she
Is disturbed by his rigid moral principles
and finds that his wealth has created no
desire for any other life than the simple
one he Is leading. She tells him her
name and that she is the friend OF the
prince of Seyre. rich and disreputabls
neighbor
CHAPTER V-Three months later. un-
able 70 rid himself Of the memory OF tho
actress and in spite OF his brothers pro
Tets John goes TO London.
CHAPTER Vile finds Louise engaged
IN the rehearsal Of a new play. meets her
with her by the prince
'T will do myself the pleasure OF
calling upon you the prince CON
tinued, I'm the meantime, if you need
any service that Londoner can offer
you. be sure TO let me know. you viii
easily find my house in Grosv-uor
square
''It is very kind Of you indeed" John
said gratefully.
Sophy tnade wrv face as the prince
entered the rawing-room
Didn't some old Roman once write
something about being afraid of Greeks
who brought gifts?" she asked, as they
descended the stairs together.
quite right John assenJed.
well, be careful !" she advised him
That's all
John handed Sophy into the taxi aud
took his place beside her.
where shall put you down." he
asked
It's such terribly low ncighbor-
hood However. It's quite close 10 The
Milan-10 Southampton street.
John gave the address To the man
and they started off. They We're
blocked in stream Of traffic almost as
soon rs they reached Hyde Park Cor
nor, John leaned forward all the time,
immensely interested In the stream Of
passers-by.
Your interest in your follow crea-
lures, ;" she murmured demurely, "is
wonderful, but couldn't you eoncen-
trate IT just llttle?'
He turned quickly around. She was
smiling at him most alluriuGly. In
consciously he found himself smiling
back again. A wonderful lishthearted-
ness seemed to have come 10 him dur
ing the last few hours
Il suppose | am q perfect idiot" no
admitted. II cannot help II. 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, go
DO you know She pronounced So
verely, "for young man Of YOUR aye
you are much too serious? ! am quite
sure Won could be nice II YOU wanted
to-" she continued. How much are
you in love with LouiseE'
How much am 7 WHAT"
In love with Louise?' she repeated.
"All the men{arc II is a perfect cult
with Them. And here am /. her humble
companion and friend, absolutely neg
lectedl'
Il don't believe you are neglected at
all" he replied. you are much too"
He turned his head to look 3 her.
She was SO close to him that their hats
oollided. lie was profuse n his apollo
gies.
Too WHAT" she whispered.
TOO attractive" he yenfurad.
"Tt'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 fac.
from any suggestion Of insipdity. She
was looking straight into his eyes, and
her lips We're curled most invitingly.
Il wish | knew more about certain
things" he said.
"Oh why didn't you come hefore?"
she exclaimed. Fancy Louise never
'N'ithH hAN "hpAt af'Hs 4 llHAt 13A If uHh
NE ia lunch some time"
"I'H have luncheon party tomor-
row, il you like-that is, If Louise will
come"
She looked up at him quickly.
Isn't Louise going to PARISH" she
asked.
Paris? I didn't hear her say any
thing about r."
perhaps It Is my mistake then"
Sophy went on hastily. Il only fancied
that heard her say So"
There was a moments silence. John
had opened his llps to ask a question.
but quickly closed them again. Il vas
q question, he suddenly decided, which
he had better ask Of Louise herself
IF Louise goes to Paris Sophy
whispered disconsolately. 81 suppose
there will be no luncheon-party?1
For single moment he hesltated.
She was very alluring and the chal-
lenge In her eyes was unmistakahle.
Il think" he said o1IfetIv a+baf ~