Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1922-08-01

gray eyes which seem to be absorb
ing every detail of our person. TIC
strangers this look is almost alarm
ing at first. until they discover that
his mind is very often elsewhere;
that he has. so 70 speak. left his eyes
on guard. while he himself follows
train Of thought in another direc-
ton.
lie had seen a good deal of the
world with those eyes. When at the
age OF twenty-one he came into his
mothers money. f4OO a year, old
Dillingham; looked up from the
stock breeders Gazette" to ask him
what he was going TO do.
"See the world" said Antony.
We'll, send me line from AmeriN
ca. or wherever you get to-"
Right" said Antony.
Old ~Gillingham returned to his
paper.
Antony. however, had no intention
Of going further away than London.
His idea OF seeing the world was
to see, not countries, but people; and
to see them from as many angles as
possible. There are all sorts If you
know how 10 look at them. SO An
tony looked at them-from various
strange corners; from the view
point OF the valet. the newspaper
reporter the waiter, the shop-assis-
tant With the independence OF
400 a year behind him. he enjoyed
immensely.
He was DOW thirty. He had come |
% Woodham for a holiday. because |
ne liked the look of the station. His |
..cket entitled him to travel further.
)ut Woodham attracted him. Why |
not get out?
The landlady OF THE George" was
lnly too glad to put him up.
While he was finishing his lunch, |
the landlord came in to ask him |
about the luggage Antony ordered |
another pint OF beer and soon had |
HIN taking.
1T must be rather fun to keep |
a country inn" he said, thinking that |
Il was about time he started aother |
profession. You ought to take a
holiday"
Funny thing you're saying that"
said the landlord, with a smile AN |
other gentleman. over from The Red
House, was saying that ony yester-
day. offered to take my place an
all" He laughed rumblingly.
THE Red House? Not The Red
House. Stanton?"
That's right. sir. Stanton's the
next station to Woodham. The Red
House is about a mile from here
Mr.. Ablett's."
Antony took letter from his
pocket. It was addressed from THE
Red House, Stanton" and signed
Bill"
Good old Bill" he murmured to
himself. Hes getting on"
Antony had met Bill Beverley two
years before in a babacconists shop.
Gilingham was one side Of the
counter and Mr.. Beverley on the
other. Something about Bill his
youth and freshness. perhaps. at
tracted Antony; and when cigarettes
had been ordered. and an address
given TO which they were to be
sent, he remembered that he had
come across an aunt Of Beverley's
once at a country house. He and An
tony quickly became intimate. But
Bill generally addressed him as
Dear Mailman" when he happened
10 write.
Antony decided to stroll over to
The Red House after lunch and call
upon his friend.
As he came down the drive and
approached the old red-brick front |
OF the house there was a lazy MUIR |
muir Of bees in the flower borders. a
gentle cooling OF pigeons in the tops
OF the elms. and from distant lawns 1
the whir Of moving that
most restfui Of all country sounds
and In the hall a man was bang
ing at locked door. and shouting.
open the doof say; open the
ment. "a amaze
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