The Washington times., 1919-05-23
CHAPTER xxx.
JnPdin Russo.

At midnight the two young men
had not yet parted. For, as SEN
goun explained, the hour for part
ing was already past, and it was
too late to consider it now. And
Neeland thought so. too, what with
the laughter and the music. and the
soft night breezss to counsel folly,
and the city's haunting brilliancy
stretching away in bewitching per-
spectives still UNEMPLOYED.
From every fair lamp the lus-
trous capital signalled to youth her
invitation, her challenge, and her
menace. Like some jeweled sorcer-
ess-some dreaming circe by the
river bank. pondering new spells
so Paris lay in all her mystery and
beauty under the July stars.
Sengoun, his arm through Nee
lands, had become affectionately
confidential. He explained that he
really was a nocturnal creature;
that now he had completely walked
up; that his habits were due to a
passion for astronomy, and that the
stars he had discovered at odd
hours Of the early morning were
more amazing than any celestial
bodies ever before identified
But Neeland. whose head and
heart were already occupied, de-
clined to study any consultations;
and they drifted through the blush
lustre OF white arc-lightS and the
clustered yellow glare Of incandes-
cent lamps toward a splash OF iri-
descent glory among the chestnut
trees, where music sounded and
table stood amid flowers and grass
and little slender fountains which
balanced silver globes upon their
jets.
The walters were in Russian
peasant dress; the orchestra was
Russian gypsy; the bill of fare was
Russian; and there was only cham
payne TO be had.
Balalaika orchestra and spectators
were singing some evidently famil-
lar song-one of those rushing,
gathering. Clashing Ghoruses OF the
Steppes: and Sengoun sang too, with
all his might, when he and Neeland
were seated, which was thirsty
work.
Two fascinating Russian gypsy
girls were dancing-slim, tawny,
their juggling bangles. After
deafening storm OF applause, their
flashing smiles swept the audience.
and. Iinging arms. they sauntered on
between the tables under the trees.
A Regular 'Cut-Up."
81 wish to dance" remarked Sen
Goun. MY legs will kick over
something if l don't
pIaVinU ApuaPicaN
dance-a sort of skating step; PEG
pie rose: couple after couple took
the floor: and Sengoun looked around
for a partner. He discovered no
eligible partner likely to favour him
without a quarrel with her escort;
and he was debating with Neeland
whether a row would be worth while
when the gypsy girls sauntered by.
oh. he said gaily. "a pretty Til
bane can save my life il she will"
And the girls laughed and Sem
Eoun led one Of them out at q reck-
less pace.
The other smiled and looked at
Neeland, and, seating herself, leaned
on the table watching the whirl on
the floor.
Don't you dancer she asked.
with a sidelong glance out Of her
splendid black eyes.
Yes; but I'm likely to do most
OF my dancing on your pretty feet"
Merci. In that case 1 prefer a
cigarette"
She selected one from his case,
lighted it, folded her arms on the
table, and continued to gaze at the
dancers.
I'm tired tonight" she remarked
You dance beautifully"
Thank you"
Sengoun. flushed and satisfied,
came back with his Eypsy sSrtnSe