Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1917-10-23

look at you and feel myself puzzled,
You are not an artist-no? You do
not paint or writer"
John shook his head.
"Mr. Strangewey's claim to distinc-
ton is that he is just an ordinary
man." Louise observed. "Such relief,
you know, after all you clever people !"
John shook hands with everybody
and slipped the contents of the glass
which had been handed to him. Then
butler opened the door and an
nounced luncheon. Louise offered her
hand to the prince, who stepped back.
SIT shall be the privilege of the
stranger within our gates" he decided.
Louise turned to John with little
smile.
LET me show you, then, the way
to my dining room. / ought to apollo
gize for not asking some women to
meet you. I tried two on the tele-
phone, but they were engaged"
81 will restore the balance" the
prince promised, turning from the con-
temptation Of one Of the prints hang
ing In the hall. 81 am giving a supper
party tonight for Mr.. Strangewey, and
will promise him preponderance of
your charming SEX"
"Am invited?" Louise inquired.
The prince shook his head.
ALIAS, nor
They passed into a small dining
room and here again John noticed that
an absolute simplicity was paramount.
The round table, covered with an ex-
quisitely fine cloth, was very simply
laid. There was q little glass of the
finest quality, and very little silver.
For flowers there was only one bowl, a
brilliant patch Of some scarlet exotic,
in the center.
"a supper party to which / am not
invited" said Louise, as she took her
place at the table and motioned John
to a seat by her side, fills me with
curiosity. Who are to be your guests,
prince"
"Calavera and her sprites," the
prince announced.
Louise paused for moment in the
act of helping herself to hors d'oeuvres.
She glanced toward the prince. For a
moment their eyes met. Louise's lips
were family curled. 1t was almost as
If a challenge had passed between
them. Louise devoted her attention to
her guest.
First of ALL" she asked, "tell me
how you like my little friendf"
II think she is charming" John an
swered without hesitation. "We went
to supper club last night and stayed
there till about half past three"
Really" said Louise, Il am not sure
that approve of this A supper club
with Sophy until half past three in
the morning"
He looked at her quickly.
"You don't mind?"
"My dear man, why should mind p
she returned. at is exactly what l
hoped for. You have come up to Lon
don with purpose. You have an ex-
pertinent to make, an experiment in
living"
lie DtllI VI CAFNAA
ment," he pointed out, needs the help
of only one person, and that person is
you"
She moved a little uneasily in her
chair. 1t might have been his fancy,
but he imagined that she glanced I'M
der her eyelids toward the prince of
Seyre. The prince, however, had
turned almost ostentatiously away
from her. He was leaning across the
table, talking to Faraday.
"You have not lost your gift of
plain speech" she observed. $50 de-
lightful in Cumberland and Utopia
so impracticable herel"
'Then since we can't find Utopia.
come back to Cumberland" he sug-
gested. =
A reminiscent smile played for a
moment about her lips.
81 wonder" she murmured, whether
shall ever again see that dear, won
derful old house of yours. and the mist
on the hills, and the stars shining here
and there through it, and the moon
coming up in the distancel"
sAll these things you viii see again.
he assured her confidently. 1T is be-
cause / want you to see them again
that | am here
aJust now, at this minute. / feel a
longing for them, she whispered, look