Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1920-01-08
THE LADY EVELYN

A Story of Today
BY MAX PEMBERTON

"T can learn little. He has evident
" been living on his wits for long
time. He was here a fortnight ago
throwing promises to his creditors
right and left. The local papers an
nounce his engagement to Lord Mel
bourne's daughter-they spell 1t, Sir
Lord Milbawn,' and declares that he
is going up to buy the old Castle at
Gravitza. l don't believe he is In Bulk
harest to-day-if he is, well, must
look out for myself, and you must help
to look out for me. The rest depends
upon his father. could go back to
England tonight and tell the Earl that
Georges Odin was released four years
ago from the mines at Prahova, but
that would not help me. The Count
would 10 back and blackmail them
again on the score of what his friends,
the gypsies, meant to do. No, shall
bring the father II he is to be brought,
and carry my purchase back to Eng
land. That's my plan, Arthur. Time
will prove whether it's clever or fool
ish."
Arthur Kenyon listened as one list.
ems to the tale of an Eastern romance.
Gavin had told him the whole story
before they left London; but here in
Bucharest It seemed so much easier
to comprehend, amid people careless
of life and little unacquainted with
death. All the gauds OF passion, of
love, and hatred were known to this
mean city. Here, at least, 1t did not
appear difficult to understand how
Count Odin, the adventurer, )naving
heard the history of Robert Forces
ter's youth and Of his present wealth.
had set out for England determined to
profit by his knowledge.
I'VE have no color in our roguery
in London" Arthur said presently.
"It's all Just one drab tnt-the same
color as the yellow press that delights
in 1t. Here one begins to understand
why the flttest survive. You are a
pretty plucky chap. Gavin. or you
would not take 1t 80 easily"
Not for woman's sake. Arthur"
"Oh, WELL suppose If one is sufl-
ciently in love, one would hack at Ger
berus for a womans sake. l am less
fettered. Here in Bucharest begin
to wonder whether shall die for the
charming Lucy or the equally beauti
full Lucinda. You have no doubts
My dear old fellow, I'm afraid you're
in deadly earnest"
$50 much In earnest, Arthur. that
II I cannot go back to make Evelyn
my wife. will never go back at all.
Eros living in dirty Roumanian
hotel on ancient meats. No, by al
the gods. But, tell me, does your
friend Chesny think you are unwise
to go to Okna?"
He says I am mad. told him as
much as l had the right to tell. Odin
the son, Is swindler; but his gypsy
friends are honest. They believe that
an Englishman shut up one of theil
heroes for twenty years; and II they
can find the man who did 1t, they will
kill him. There's the Counts chance
am going one better by offering tc
take his father to England to meet the
man who wronged him and say thai
the vendetta is at an end. A mao
scheme! Yes. Well. possibly, mac
schemes are better than the others
sometimes. and this may be the par
ticular instance. will tell you wher
We get to Okna, If ever we get there.
"Then you are plainly not an opti
mist"
"Hush-theres your old friend the
'cellist. going home it appears A
gypsy to the finger tips, Arthur. Lee
us talk Of the weather."