The Washington times., 1922-12-03

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changed my mind had a different
personality for every day in the
week. lost my temper, and sent
him on errands, and baffled him,
and teased him, and forgave him;
mocked at him and eluded him;
knew everything about life,
knew nothing about life; ! was
child, and a woman of the world
He must have felt rather like
a top being prepetually spun. And
then | heard from Susannah that
the trick had worked--that ] was
a clever little monkey; and that
Enid, Tilted and disheartened, was
creeping back to Horatio, with
whom quite certainly she would
live happy ever after.
There seemed no reason, there
fore, for me to bore myself any
longer with my illegitimato captive.
We'd been to all the museums
! stuck to the museums and pic
ture galleries, because most Of
them were free, and | had an odd
dislike that he should spend any
utottty VII
dismiss the whole scrapc as
humorous hut unimportant il !
could sOlcmnly assure him after
wards that | had had nothing out
of it-nOthing at all except
Susannah's promised reward. So
we didn't 60 to theatres or dinners
or on the river or in motor cars;
and | didn't mean to let him come
anywhere near the couple of attics
which called my fiat; so there
remained the British Museum, the
Victoria and Albert Museum, the
National Gallery of Portraits and
other instructive halls akin to
these. Enriquez thought London
a very dull place! He suggested
disconsolately, as we paced up and
down parquet floors between
roped-o off exhibits and suspicious
attendants. that I should accom-
pany him back to that joyous land
where presidents were unceremoni-
ously toppled on and off their
thrones, and where should shine
80 he said-like a ruby among
bl ck pearls when we went to the
little wine shops where half-brecd
maidcns stamped and danced and
swayed and carried red roses in
the corners/of their mouths.
'Tt sounds q delightful pro-
gramme," commented fippantly;
"but I think, seriously, Enriquez,
that your wife would prefer it II
you turned up without me-"
It was a careless shot in the dark,
but, It released string Of oaths
from Enriquei so read him
a little lecture on faith, honor an !
duty. When he babbled that was
the pure white angel of his life, |
gently enlightened him to the fact
that | had been playing with him
all the time, and that my love was
given to another. EnriqueI,
simple but conceited, could
hardly believe this. He sat down
heavily on the edge Of q Charles
n. he'd in . Sevpntcenth-Cen NJ"
Room Of The South Kensington
Museum, and argued the matter
with me; but | stuck to my point.
He became primitive and cow
puncher-ish, and seized me by the
hair, which. being a short and
curly mop, was easy for him to
hold. At a venture, reminded
him of Isabella, of Mariquita, and
of Juana, which were the only
Spanish names I could think Of;
then, with an after-thought, l
threw in Dolores - Enriques
WINGED, and kicked out savagely at
an oak cradle of the period Of
James l.: he had not yet learned
English manners, and even the
solemnity Of the South Kensington
Museum could not blight his ma
tive exuberance. played do.
lores" for all I was worth; and
presently Enriques began to weep,
and said he would indeed return
to the Argentine by the very next
boat: that he had been mad-the
accursed gold had turned his head.
so, my task done, ! kissed him de-
murely upon the forehead, accept
ed with gratitude his offer of a
saddle and stirrups which should
be sent to me the moment he
landed, and we parted.
II had been an entertaining at.
ternoon; but on arriving home !
found Giles lying face downward
on the divan and when
he raised his head and saw his
face I was frightened! He had
not been to see me lately, ami the
last time he came he had seemed
depressed; but I had thought thst
was Just q mood. But now
"What Is III" I cried quickly
ITS good-by," he answered.
"It's no good saying I'm sc'r',.