The Washington times., 1922-12-03


adventures perhaps because
I knew that, after I married Giles,
adventure would be over. Not
that Giles was a prig. but don't
think I could belong to him and
still want to lead 4 raggety-taggety
life. So-a last voyage on the
wild seas, and then harbor!
And of course my way was
made easy, as usual.
l was doing Lady McNair's
crush for Society" and wondering
how so many frumps got loose all
at once, when I found myself
jammed up in a corner and over
hearing conversation which
sounded Nike the beginning of q
novel.
"What you want. my dear, is to
rrovide a counter attract. IN. Dam
the stream and divert the current,
so to speak. South American mil
Honaires, all gold mines and BOOM
eranys, are frightfully suscep-
tible."
"Yes," walled another voice in
reply; "but, unfortunately, he met
Enid first; and what Horatio will
say when he finds out that his
wife - Poor Horrie!' - she
sighed deeply-''he is so blind"
"Oh, I've no sympathy for your
idolized brother, my dear. A man
who can't look after his own
properly
I'D give a dozen pairs of silk
stockings to whatever girl could
manage to pull Enriquez away
from Enid before Horrie notices
anything"
"Well, what about this one?
She's got red hair"
A hand grasped my shoulder and
coolly spun me round to face the
speakers.
"And she's an attractive little
devil. too" went on the sharp
featured lady who was putting me
in the way of earning twelve pairs
Of silk stockings.
"Drcss her for the part,
Susannah, throw her together with
Enriquez at a luncheon party. and
within week your pale and fluffy
Enid will be drifting back to her
rightful lord, with the contrition
which only comes from a nose
tweakcd well out of joint. Good
bye, and never say haven't helped
you out of a mess"
Susannah and ! were left to cope
with the situation.
] confess that | was tempted.
The South American millionaire
promised to be amusing; and !
have an unholy craving for silk
stockings. Also, | very much dis
liked this unknown Enid--a cutie
unreasonable prejudice. So was
airy and business-like with Lady
Susannah Pointing. informed her
that, naturally, | should expect, in
addition. to keep the entire outfit
which she was to present to me for
the purpose of fascinating
F.nriUuez away from her sister-in-
law; and that perhaps a little ac-
cidental luncheon party at the
Carlton Grill would be the best way
of introducing M ~ the cow
puncher, or whatever he had been
in his pre-millionaire days.
Lady Susannah was dough in my
hands. She was a gentle, affec-
tionate creature, with q mind like
suet pudding. Obviously, she cared
for nothing in the world as much
as her brother Horatio, or poor
Horrie," as she always called him,
whom imagined as the typical
"fool husband fat, W eezy,
middle-aged, with a bald spot the
size of half a crown, and in
fatuated, of course, with his doll
wife. That tyne of man r'"avs
gets given tho same Christian name
az Nelson and Kitchener and the
hero who g"a,,ieu the bridge.
I said nothing to- Giles of my
undertaking; doubt II Ne would
have been pleased. He would have
u;ged me to drop It, insisting on
giving me the silk stockings him
self: and nothing would have made
him see that would rather earn
them. And he would have called
the millionaire cad and bounder
which, a. q matter of fact, he
was not.
He turned out to be quite
shaggy and harmless, and full of
boring and melodramatic anec-
dotes about his own prowess "way
out West" I thought nothing Of
Enid's taste in firtations; and I
thought nothing of Enid herself,
when we measured swords across
the luncheon table. I had resisted
the desire to wear emerald green
simply because my hair was red ;
and It was just as we'll, because
Enid and I both in emerald green,
one on each side of the millionaire,
would have looked like an intox-
icated Irishman's double dream Of
Cathleen Houlihan. As It was,
| wore pure white-a demon