Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-11-10
THE PAWNS COUNT

professionally"
You ask me to give away too many
secrets" he whispered, leaning to-
ward her.
She made a little grimace.
Tell me some more about your lit
tie adventure in 5th avenue?" she
begged.
He smiled grimly
You wouldn't believe me-" he re-
Fischer's little jokes! it very near
fact" he went on. FISCHER isn't real
ly clever. He is too obstinate. too
convinced in his own mind that things
must go the way he wants them to.
that fate Is the servant of his will.
It's a sort of national trait, you know,
very much like the way we English
bury our heads In the sand when we
hear unpleasant truths. The last
ment, and yet he goes to some Of
his 14th street friends and unearths
a popular desperate to get rid OF
me. The fellow happens most un-'
expectedly I'd fail, and now Fischer
has to face a good many awkward
toriety. No. don't think Fischer is
really clever" 10,
Pamela sighed. ... ..
In that case. I suppose shall have
After waiting all this time, couldn't
bear to be married to a fool"
you won't be- he assured her
More British arrogance" she MUIR
INJURED: Now see what's going to
A tall. elderly man. with smooth
white hair plastered over his fore
head. very precisely dressed. and
with a gait so careful as to be al
NEST NEST mippeing, was s approaching their
NY dear Sncie!" she she 'e Exclaimed hea.
"And I Thoughts that you and aunt
never dined at restaurants!'
Mr.. Hastings stood with his fingers
resting lightly upon the table. He
ent recognition.
"You remember Mr.. Lutchester?"
Pamela murmured.
Mr.. Hastings manner lacked the
tened to extend his hand.
"Of course! he declared. IT was
not fortunate enough, however, to
see much Of you the other evening,
Mr.. chichester, We have several mu-
tual friends whom I should be glad
II shall pay my respects to Mrs
chichester promised
Are you with friends here. uncle?"
Fdmela inquired.
we are. the guests of Mr.. Oscar
Fischer." the senator announced.
Pamela raised her eyebrows.
so you know Mr.. Fischer, uncle?"
Naturally" Mr.. Hastings replied,
ONE Of the most important men IN th is
state which, I represent He is
man of great wealth and industry and
immense influence"
Pamela made little grimace. Her
uncle noticed it and frowned.
"He has just been telling us of his
voyage with you, Pamela: Perhaps, if
Mr. Lutchester can spare you," he
went on, with a little bow across the
table, "you will come and take coffee
with U.S. Your aunt Is leaving for
Washington. probably tomorrow, and
wishes to arrange for you to travel
with her. Mr.. chichester may also.
perhaps, give US the pleasure Of his
company for a few minutes" he add
ed, after slight but obvious pause.
Thank you," Pamela answered
quickly, II am Mr.. Lutchester's guest
this evening. If you are still here I
shall love to come and speak to aunt
for moment later on. If not. l will
ring up tomorrow morning"
The bland, almost episcopal serenity
of Senator Hastings face was some
the situation displeased him.
II think, Pamela" he said. that you
had better come and speak to your
aunt before you leave"
His bow to Lutchester was the bow,
of politician to an adversary. He
made his way back in leisurely fash
ion to the table from which he had
come, exchanging a few words with
many acquaintances. Pamela watched
him with twinkle in her eyes.
II am becoming SO unpopular" She
.murmured Il can read in my uncle's
tone that my aunt and he dtsapprove
of our dining together here. And as
for Mr.. Fischer. I'm afraidNhe'll break
Off our prospective alliance"
chichester smiled.
Irrespective Is the only word to
use," he observed. by the by, are
you particularly fond of your uncle?"
mot riotously." she admitted. He
has been kind to me once or twice.
but he's rather a starchy old person"
I'm that case." Lutchester decided,
I'VE won't interfere"
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