Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1917-02-08

to my feet.
at is not true, Madam Whitworth,
that | was exclaiming when
caught myself in the midst of my own
betrayal Just as / was about to be
shown into plot which 1t was Of
much value to know. And as my
words ceased / stood and trembled
before her wickedness.
do you know, Mr.. Robert Carruth-
ers, do not entirely understand YOU,
she said, with a great and beautiful
calmness as she lighted cigarette and
looked at me trembling before her
''You are n very bold young cavalier,
but you have the shrinking nature Of
shall say-a French-glrlv'
As she spoke those words, which
began in sarcasm but ended in queer.
uncertain tone Of suspicion as If she
had blundered on n reason to soothc
her vanity for the recoil Of my lips
from hers, an ugly CLEAN shot from
under her lowered lashesa
IL am the son of the house of Car
ruthers as wei as of GREE and Bye.
beautiful madam, and cannot endure
that you put upon my very good uncle
the General Carruthers, an unfriendli-
ness 20 France | exclaimed with
qulckness Of my brain that had not
before discovered. "On points of hon
or | have that sensitiveness that you
say TO be-be of woman"
.Oh, my darling boy! | didn't mean
to hurt you about that absurd old
feud Of And as she spoke the beau
tiful Madam Patricia rose and came
upon me with outstretched arms for
another abhorred embrace, which 1t
was to my good fortune to have inter-
rupted. But | had n fear of that sus-
picion had seen flashed into her mind
even though lulled by my fine assump-
ton of the attitude of a man of honor.
Lovely and beautiful madam. ]
made beginning TO say, when
"Oh, yes. Mr.. Carruthers is here. for
1 have an appointment to call for him,
an interruption came In the voice OF
my Buzz In remonstranee with the
black maid OF Madam Whitworth In
the hall of her house
"Come In, Buzz, DEAR" called that
beautiful Madam WhitwOrth as in one
small instant she changed both her po-
sition with arms on my shoulder ana
. her countenance OF anger and anxiety.
She was very wise and beautiful and
much experienced woman. was that
Madam Whitworth, but she had given
to me, unlessoned as | was In the art
Of politics, the fact that most want
ed: that the two papers containing the
specifications concerning the mules had
been mistranslated by her.
"Put shawl around you, Madam
Pat. and come out here TO the street
a minute to see what Is going to hap
Den to the Prince OF Carruthers." said
my rescuer as he inserted his head
into the room for one little minute
and beckoned us to follow him.
And what did find out there upon
that street?
i then experienced a surprise that
gave to me a very great pleasure and
which made my heart to expand until
Il almost burst the restraint OF that
towel of the bath under the bag OF
any brown cheviot coat. Before the
door OF the house Of the beautiful
Madam whitworth stood the gray rae
ing car Of my Buzz. and before II
stood slim car of similar make.
only 1t was OF the darkest amethyst
shat seemed TO be almost a black.
while behind It stood one OF equal II
not superior elegance OF shape which
had the beautiful blackness Of Jet
That was not all. Across the street
stood also a car OF a golden brown
and to the front Of 1t one Of the red
OF a very dark cherry.
There you are. said my Buzz, with
a wave of his hand. "Pick one. with
the compliments Of the general
ftink the amethyst Is a jewel
.'Oh. Il l. no; p = bic 70 me to ac-
cent a present OF such delight from my