The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-07
The story thus far:

Camille Westbrook has gone to South Africa with Dolly Mortimer, her little butterfly friend, who has made the trip from London to join her husband at Johannesburg. Elliot Glyn, in love with Camille, has made the trip with them. Camille has in her possession a valuable ring which she has accepted as security for a loan from Reggie Van Tuyl, young man about town always in financial difficulties. On shipboard and in South Africa attempts are made tc get the ring from her, and on the lawn after dinner at Lady Kilmornys $ at Durban Camille one night thinks she sees Reggie's face behind the hedge. Elliot sees her push through the hedge to investigate and thinks she is meeting Reggie and is hurt However, they make matters up later on and then start on a motor ride through the Valley of a Thou sand Hills to the home of a widower friend of Elliots. Just as they are about to go into dinner that night late guest. who Is to be Camilie's partner. arrives. It is Reggie Van Tuyle. At dinner Reggie tries to give the impression that there is an un- derstandlng between himself and Camille, and he denies her assertion that she had seen him in South Af- rica, saying he has only that morn ing arrived.
 Reggie almost persuaded Camille that the man on boardship and the man who had spied on her in Lady kilmorny's garden, peering through the hedge of Barbadoes- thorn. had been nothing but a dream.
 "Of course, l might have & 'dou- ble,' there's no knowing" he pro- ceeded, consuming grilled sole with all the relish of the innocent. Then. with crafty eye upon Camille he added
 I've two step-brothers somewhere in the world who look remarkably ike me, and they're devil-may-c young chaps. and it's quite on the cards that one of them was stokine his passage out from England. Tbat's just the sort of thing that would ap peal to them, though I will confess my tastes run more to ease and lux ury."
 Knowing Reggie as she did. Ca mille could we'll believe the latter
 I'm afraid, my dear,-he raised his voice trifle here, hoping that Glyn might overhear the half-play- full half earnest accusation-'I'm afraid you've a bad conscience, where I'm concerned. Before you threw me over for the next man that came along, we had definite understand ing, you and I. and I really looked upon it as an engagement"
 Camille flushed up to the eyes, and her lips frightened.
 How can you say such utterly ab- srrd and untrue thlngs?" she whis- Ared angrily.
 1t was unfortunate that Elliot Clyn should miss that answer. for he had no wish to play the humiliating role of eavesdropper, and turned at once to his dinner partner. But not be- fore he had seen what seemed to be telltale blush suffuse Camille's pretty cheeks.
 Reggie understood that he had TOW gone quite far enough and changed his tactics. He became gay and debonair, impersonal. He laugh ed so heartily over Camille's imag- fnings" and ghosts" that he per- suaded her that he was, indeed. new ly arrived in this country, and that If the vision had been real--it was merely someone with an extraordi- nary resemblance towards himself.
 My features may be handsome. but they're not unique" he rallied her. "As for the prying individual who stuck his head into the Barba- does thorn not for any lovely lady in the universe would I commit such painful injury to my personm An other hearty laugh. You're right down vain, Camillew
 But I found your handkerchief" she said in a low tone q picked it up. blood-stained, and with your in- itials in the corner"
 He stared at her incredulously, then broke into a huge guffaw
 That sounds like a penny dread full or a blood-and- thunder movie- dramal Where is the discriminating article? May I see it?"
 ''I burnt it at once" came the reply.
 Well. don't wonder. And the ini- tials, 'R. V. T." were in one corner?" His eyes narrowed. "S'matter of fact. l possess a second Christian name of which I'm not inordinaIely proud, and don't often use, but a dear old aunt of mine presented me with four dozen linen handkerchiefs which have kept me going for a long time. and the only initials I ever had embroidered on them were of her sewing R. G. V. T." He whisked out the neces- sary article, pointed to the corner which was embroidered in the man. ner indicated, and added carelessly:
 My second name IS Gideon. Hid- eous, isn't it?"
 Camille felt it no wrong. No doubt Reggie had an inconvenient double, and his explanations were quite feas- ible.
 Besides. the initials "R. V. IT." might be very common ones in Africa.