The Washington times., 1920-02-06

some eyes TOOK an expression OF
surprise.
A BIT Mistaken.
"A down on herr You are mis-
taken. am only sorry that a girl
should so cheaper herself and her
sex generally"
April could have shaken her, but
IL seemed wiser to try and propi-
tiate her instead. Her own career,
as well as Diana's reputation, was
at stake.
After all, she has harmed no one
but herself, Mrs. Stanislsw. AS for
Captain Bellew. dare say he told
her long ago about his being mar
ried."
IF you think that, you think
worse of her than i do" said Mrs,
Stanislaw, acidly, "and i could
hardly suppose that"
'T do not think badly of her ut
ALL" retorted April. Indignantly
''She Is only a gilr, and II she has
been misled-well, 1t seems to me
that the situation calls for little
human charity instead OF con-
demnation."
"Of course" said the soft-voiced
one. 81 quite agree. Far be II from
me to condemn. One has, however,
certain duties to ones friends"
April saw clearly what she
meant and that II was as useless to
try to divert her from her intention
as to argue with an octopus. The
very fact that she knew Mrs. Janis
would probably put an extinguisher
on her career as a governess. Her
impersonation of Lady Diana was
bound to come out, and IL Mrs.
Il. ha On III n
as her friend, she would be truly
outraged by such an impertinence
in a mere governess.
There wa$little to do but keep
tight lip and hope for the best.
For the moment, indeed, her trou-
bles were swamped by flood of
tity for Diana. She felt sure that
Diana was in love with Bellew and
feared that he had not told her the
truth.
On the other hand. he might
honorably have done so. and Diana,
being the reckless scatterbrain she
was, still chose to daily on the
primrose path of danger. 1t was
hard to know what to do.
Dancing in Full swings
On the main deck dancing was in
full swing, and the first sight that
met her eyes was Diana and Bellew,
scampering in a tango. Diana wore
a satin gown of curious blue that
CLEANED and shone like the blue
light of sulphurous flames. and as
she danced she trilled a little
French song that was often on her
lips.
"Tout lie monde
Au salon,
On y tan-gue, on y tan-gue,
Tout lie monde
Au salon,
On tangue, tout en- rang"
It was a parody on an old South
of-France chanson, and every one
was singing 1t in Paris that year.
Some one far down the deck who
had evidently read the original in
Alpbonse Daudet's 'Tsettres de Mon
Moulin" took up the refrain:
"Sur lie pont,
D'Avignon,
On y dsn-se, on y dsi-se.
Sur le pont
D'Avignon
On y dan-se, tout en- rond.'
Small use trying to stop her and
speak serious things to her in that
mad froiic. April herself was
whirled into the pool Of music and
movement and did not emerge until
the band, at a late hour, struck
up the national anthem.
BY special dispensation of tho
captain, dancing had been pro-
AI
of the voyage. The next two nights
were TO be respectively devoted to a
bridge drive and a grand farewall
concert. However, only a score or
so of the most ardent dancers We're
left on deck when the final note of
music sounded and the lights went
out with a click.
Figures become wraithlike in the
moonlight, and April gave a sigh as
her partners arm fell from her
waist and they drew up by the
ships rail, where Voreker Sarle
stood watching them and smoking.
And that's the end OF the story"
said she. laughing a little ruefully.
Her partner went away to get her a
cold drink. and she half expected
Sarle to reproach her because II had
been his dance and she had pur-
posely avoided dancing with him.
But he only said:
africa is the beginning of many
stories"
she shivered a little, though the
night was warm.
II am beginning to be afraid Of
her--this Africa OF yours"
mo need for you to he afraid
anywhere" he smiled. There will
always be those who will stand be.
twoon you and fear
How little you know" she said
abruptly. 81 haven't a friend in
the world"
There was a short silence, and
they looked straight at each other
the slim. tall girl In her diaphsnous
tulios: the powerful innoccnt-eyed
man.