Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-11-17

she went OIL refiectively, s.have become
"A little changed, haven't they?"
Mrs. Hastings coughed
; There Is no doubt" she admitted.
: that your Uncle Theodore was In
weighed. into supporting, to a certain
extent. party whose leaders have
=. shown themselves utterly irresponsi-
ble. The moment these horrible things
began TO come out however, your uncle
finally cut himself loose from them"
: very wise of him." Pamela muir
INJURED. - -0,
who could have believed" Mrs.
Hastings demanded. that men like
Oscar Fischer, Max Bookam and a
millionaires would have stopped to
encourage the destruction OF American
property and hives simply through
blind devotion to the country Of their
+, birth, II could understand,",. she went
+, on. both your uncle and ! perfectly
/, understood that their sympathies were
:, German rather than English, but we
shared common belief that notwith-
-. standing this they We're Americans first
and foremost. 1tswas In this belief
association with them"
Bad luck" Pamela sighed. II am
. afraid 1t hasn't done Uncle Theodore
any good" Si
+, Mrs. Hastings went on with her
knitting for a moMent. - az !
-.
: ably imperiled, IL it has not completely
(. ruined,s one of the great hopes which
your uncfa and | have sometimes en-
tertained. We are both Of us. how
ever, quite philosophical about. 1t.
: Even at, this moment am convinced
that, If these men had acted with dis
:. crettons and been content to WELD po-
litical influence rather than to haYe
!. resorted to such fanatical means. they
would have represented a great power
Mt thn oil tan Ac, ovA Z
admit that their. cause Is lost for tho
time, believe that Your uncle Is con-
templating an early visit to England.
He is Of the opinion that perhaps he
has misunderstood the allied poine of
: view and he.is going to study matters
at first hand. ,,- 49,. a. .
Pamela nodded.
! think he is very wise. aunt" she
declared. ~ quite expect that he, will
come, back a warm advocate of the
allies. No one would have a. ghost
OF a. chance who went to the country
here on the other ticket f. -:
:! ~ believe that, that is your uncla's
p pentsd Of view Mrs Ss d nastlBss e. as
days?"
III you mean It, certainly will."
Pamela agreed. .-s 80: s,r
quite incidentally" her aunt cor
+ tinued. IT heard the incest possible
wings dpouS III WASnlnKt0n
Lady, Ridlingshawe told mo that the
lAutchesters are one Of the oldest
families IN England. lie is cousin
OF the Duke, Of Worchester. and is
extraordinarily well connected In
other directions. must say he has
most distinguished appearance. "A
we'll bred Englishman Is SO different
from these foreigners" .es
Pamela laN down her book and
drew her writing block toward her.
Nv Ia nd ty,kt i,%~r l~
once" she suggested ,t.,f
Your uncle will be delighted"
Mrs. Hastings purred. u. 80.
I4utchester received his invitation
ter three days later. Pamela met him
at the station with a couple Of. boat
men by her side. ~
III you wouldn't, mind sailing
home? she proposed. The house is
is just right. These men will take
your luggage" ~, ~, +, u14..
They walked down to the little dock
togethsr. Pamela talked all the time.
but Letchester was curiously tongue
You'll find Uncle Theodore. and
aunt. too. most amusing" she. con-
hded. at 's perfectly obvious that
there is nothing uncle regrets SO much
az az ,o ms ter,,bor,sry linking up with
Is going to Europe, almost at once
!. am convinced for, no other reason
than to give .hl-. an excuse, upon his
return, for blosso.,ing out as u fer
: vent supporter Of tho allcs.''
+, inquired. -
SHALL J.? Well. am not realty
sure: she declared as they reached
the little wooden dock. II suppose I
shall. especially IL Il can find some
thing to do. may even turn NURSE
'"You will be able to find, plenty to
do" he assured her,. "If nothing else
turns up. you can help me-"
They stepped on to the yacht. Pa
mela. radiant vision In white, with
white flannel Skirt white Jersey and
taW-o '-Shanter. took the helm, and
was busy for n few moments getting
clear. Afterward she leaned back
among the cushions, with tutchester
by her side. :.
I'm the. agitation of missing lthat
buoy" he reminded her, you forgot
to answer my last suggestion"
rs there any way In which i could
helm you?" she asked.
fOu can help me in the greatest
OF " all ways" he replied proximity.
You can give me just THAT belp
which, only the woman who cares
can, give to the man who cares for
her, and II that isn't exciting enough"
he went or. after a moment pause.
well, I dare say I can find you some
work in the censor's department"
isn't censoring a little dull?" she
murmured.
Then you choose.
Her hand slinned into HE A 1ittl>