The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1919-08-10

way he looked equally happy q made
one feel quite envious: they seemed %
have az the good things"
and she ls devoted sim. Il he would let
her be. But the man has got secret. ana
he Il 80 Efraid Of making her unhappy that
ne shuts himself up alone. 30 that she shan
not Ind Il out AS II such treatment
dIdn't make her nifty times more mIser-
ablel / could not understand his be.
hayior myself until be told me bis troobls
. day or two ago."
-There Is Lord Estcourt ccming IN now
with Miss Eethbridge." interrupted her
friend
Il don't think much Of our sex as q rule,
my dear" replied her ladyship. rather r.
reIsvantIy as It seemed. but II there Is
one type dislike more than another Il Is
the smooth, catlGke woman who never gets
into an honest rage. but who pursues her
purDOse-which il always to make mis-
chief-with the skill and patience Of = red
Indian"
The Blue Hungarian Band had Just en-
Ished playing -You and !" and Delacour
was strOIIing through the conseryatOriss
with Lady Estcourt. looking for secluded
place TO SIT and talk
~If It were really only You and r and
the world ven lost" he murmured ten
Derby. -Just now II almost seemed 50.
With your hand IN mine, your breath on
my cheek ! forgot that there was anything
or any one else; and when the music came
20 an end had q sad longing to catch you
up IN my arms and carry you away cap
tive, as the primitive man used to do He
had some things IN his favor after al"
As they sauntered on under the canopy
Of flowers and spreading palm trees two
men, who had kept IN the background out
Of sight, leaned forward to look after them.
There he is-that IL Monsieur Della
cour," whispered one Of the watchers, q
distinguished, military-looking man. "You
would know him again?" He spoke IN
French.
but certainly, Monsieur le Colonel"
was the reply In the same language IN q
low, cautious tone. $50 that Is the traitor.
Oh! yes, / shall remember him. He has
the good-or iIl-fortune to possess an
exceptional appearance"
Don't let him out Of your sight" came
the terse command, "but keep as quiet as
you can. don't want any fuss here; you
can manage It better in Paris"
they are just striking up Strauss
'Wein, Webb und Gesang." Delacour said
presently, finding his companion rather ST
lent and distracted we can't miss that
What else IS there worth living for but
Wine, Woman and Song when one Is
young? All other things are but the make
shifts OF old age" And he laughed gai1y
as ne offered his arm.
do you know how many dances have
given you tonight" she said with q reck-
less laugh. more than enough to shock
the doWagers."
Olga Lethbridge, who was sitting out.
was able TO distinguish Lady EstcOurt
among the crowd Of dancers by her brill
liant hair, and followed her with cold, per
sistent gaze.
Couldn't she be ccntentT Miss Leth-
bridge thought bitterly. Ralph EstcouTt
would be good enough for most women, but
she must have this eurled and scented
dandy as well to minister to her vanity.
Well. let her 20 her own road. II II should
chance to be the road that leads to de-
struction why should put out hand to
save herr"
"Are you ready, Norah?" Estcourt said
to his wife as the waltz came to an end,
and She stood for a moment; flushed and
excited, with her hand on Paul Delacours
arm. 81 should like to go now, II you
don't mind; have to make an early start
tomorrow"
very we'll" she said coldly, III you
wish. though It seems q pity. have not
enjoyed myself so much for long time
The floor, the music and my partners,
smiling up into Paul's face, have all been
perfect. It Is an evening" empha'
sis-"that shall long remember.
'sBut not as long as l." Delacour an
swered boldly as he bowed low over her
hand.
Estcourt's eyes darkened.
For me, too" he said quietly, this VIII
, be a memorable night"