The Washington times., 1919-09-28
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81 don't think so, I am rather
tired. Don't 90 too far; ! do not
like you out late"
Il should not imagine any one
could come to any harm here, even
II they wanted TO-" the girl an
swered, with a laugh. There is no
chance Of an adventure. The lovely
jewelled lady who trusted herself
to 'Erin's hohor and Erin's pride
might walk with equal safety here,
for she wouldn't be likely to meet
anybody to be tempted by her
beauty or jewels. except a coast
guard. And coastguards are like
policemen, above suspicion"
Felicity had not gone very far
when she saw a man coming along
the clIH from the opposite direction,
a man who walked>as erectly as q
coastguard, but more quickly and
with greater ease and grace.
who can that be, doggyg she
murmured. 'We haven't any strang-
ers in the village. He must belong
to LuIlwood." AS the advancing
figure came nearer something in
the light grace Of his bearing ar
rested her attention. She knew
one man who walked like that, who
trod the London streets with the
1.-THE step Of some forest creature.
Her heart beat faster
In anotheg moment she had rec
ognized him. It was Paul Della
cour.
They cIasped hands in silence.
II was enough for him to see her
thus. "the light Of sun in her eyes
and the song Of wind in her hair,
Il almost took his breath away; he
had no voice to speak. For her,
too, the silence was deHciously elo-
Quent. The supreme moment
passed and they came down to
earth.
what brings you here?" she
asked. II was so surprised ! would
not believe # you at FIRST It seemed
too absurd. why, this is the end
Of the world"
you forget that in my character
Of poet # is in such secluded spots
as this that / should seek for in
spiration," he answered. in the
same spirit. with such sea and
sky. not to speak Of the air. is it
any wonder that I should be here?
Is # not, rather. surprising that all
the world is not?"
As he spoke his eyes we're on her
face. Was she not a daughter Of
the sea and air. Of all things fresh
and sweet? A little brown had In
vaded the pink and white Of her
cheeks, and her eyes were the gray
blue Of the tumbling waters. The
plain serge frock and sailor hat
seemed Infinitely more becoming
than any smart London costume, as
this breezy upland was a more ft-
ting setting for her unspoilt youth
than the CRIME and hustle Of town.
"But that is not the real reason,
he went on. more gFavsly. "The
real reason is that when / heard
you we're here ] could not stop
away, and a trout stream at LulI-
wood provided me with the neces-
sary excuse. I have been haunting
the cliffs all yesterday and to-day,
and now at last have found you"
you could have called" she said.
shyly; you knew where we were"
'I have had the misfortune to dis
please Lord Estcourt," he said,
and / did not know whether my
visit might be welcome. But the
highway is free to all and / hoped
that fate would be kind TO me-and
it has, think, somehow, my long
ing to see you must have made It.
self felt; all that hoping and wish
ing could not be wasted"
I am sorry you and Lord Est
court are not friendly" she said.
"Of course, / shall tell my sister
that have met you"
And suppose she objects to my
being here? Suppose she tells you
not to have anything to do with
me-to give me no more than the
cool bow Of an acquaintance"
Il should not cast on a friend
without some reason"
Felicity, would you hold to me
whatever they said-whatever they
did? know I am quite unworthy,
but love gives me courage to speak.
VIII you take me, such as 1 am