The Washington times., 1918-08-11

Tnats you all over,
said Mr.. Fielding, with enthusiasm. "Any
other woman would have kept her car for
herself and sent her maid back in taxi"
my drivers been up late three nights
running, now. That was why didn't let
him wait. expect my bouquets we're get
thing rather thirsty, too"
"You love howers?" said Mr.. Fielding.
He still fingered at the door OF the taxi
cab. A kind, old man, but he bored the
great violinist extremely.
"Yes, but 1 don't like to be suffocated
by them. So let poor Stamford be SUMO
Gated by them instead. Goodnight, Mr..
Fielding. Thanks, so much"
"Mayn't see you homer"
"oh, no! Certainly not" said LYDIA
laughing. "But thank you again"
"Bore!" she exclaimed with conviction
as the cab passed down Regent street.
Presently she picked up the coinmunica-
ton tube and spoke to the driver. He had
been given her home address, away In
South Kensington She now directed him
to stop at the next corner on the near side
A big private ear was waiting here. She
dismissed her cab and overpaid the driver
She always overpaid everybody. The door
of the private car stood open now, and the
Young man who had emerged from 1t
raised his hat to her.
i've not kept you waiting?" she said'
smiling. "Old Fielding would cling on to
me and talk"
"Poor old Fielding" said the young man.
"Cet in. won't you? No, you've not kept
me waiting"
The car moved slowly on through the
heavy traffic For few seconds they sat
in silence. Then he took her hands and
kissed them.
You're a darling" he said, "and you
played divinely tonight"
Its a very good thing that you're so
fond of music" she said. "But it's still
better thing that you don't know too much
about it. In that last movement-wen'
was rather glad the maestro wasn't there.
He wouldn't have told me that played
divinely. 1t is quite probable that he
would have sworn at me"
The pigi" said the man.
ooh, don't say that adore him. you
know"
"Do you adore me more?"
'I shan't tell you anything about it
aWhy couldn't come straight to the
Queens Hall for you tonight? Was 1t
simply the feminine desire for mystery
ard romance?"
"Oh, dear. no! One must avoid scandal.
That's all. Most people there know your
car and your liveries. Mr.. Fielding knows
that you are a married man and / am an
unmarried woman. He would come to con-
clusions''
81 suppose he has to know the truth
sooner or later"
His conclusions would not be the truth.
When The time comes-when give myself
tr you-ihen he may know everything. l
shall never see him again then. l Shall
never see England again"
"Y.u give up too mucL for me. Your
career, your reputation, everything"
81 want to give up everything for you"
Two weeks longer to wait. How long
two weeks can be-"
But after that our lives are in front Of
u.s."
As the car stopped before her house he
kissed her on the mouth. She got out and
ran up the steps. She waited there till the ,
car was out of sight Then she opened the
door with the little gold key that hung
from her wrist.
It has happened that horse taken out
OF the shafts Of a cab has subsequently
won a classic race Genius has no pedi-
gree. Mr. Urwen was fairly prosperous
grocer and provision merchant at Helm
stone His wife was kindly and apologetic.
Neither Of them had been greatly endowed
by nature. Not one of the other children
scared far above the commonplace Lydia
was the star Of the family. She reverted
to some longforgotten ancestor. Almost
her earliest recollection was one Of grief
and tears because the piano was out OF
tune.
Musical genius has very little chance
nowadays of remaining in obsrurity.
Lydia's first teacher spoke to the leader Of
the orchestra at HelmStone. The leader
of the orchestra shifted and was superior,
but said he would hear the kid.
After he had heard the kid he passed
the news a little further up the great stair
case, and an elderly gentleman In fur
coat-Mr. Fielding. to be precise-came
down from London. Mr.. Fielding talked