San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-10-21

sup on TIE Its that1l be coming
out behind the windowpanes while
we pass aud the stars that'll slip
through the SKY while we're not
locking. and the smell of gilly-flOwers
and lavender warm against the walls.
Maybe if We 60 slow. we might have
4 slip OF new moon for dcssert-may-
be if we 90 slower than that. The
horses will know what its all about,
and let you hold ono Of NY hands"
And so the horses did. and so he
did, and it was Ion. past dinner when
the duke and his duchess drove
through the gates Of Gray Courts.
and swept up To the door where
grooms and buffers ANA hou>ekecpcrS
and maids and men enough 10 start
a republic came Sedatcly To greet
them. The duke stood them OF with
a gesture and held ont both hands
10 help his duchess down and she
land her fingertipS in his and reached
the threshold high on her toes.
This" said the duke with 4
pride that made his former arrogance
seem humility. us Her Grace"
He swung her through the carved
doors in the great stone hall with
the tagged floor and the two fire
places. She looked smaller than Il
child and brighter than candle. The
dun-colored hound blinkcd twice. and
rose slowly. in his huge grace. and
strolled 10 where she stood cleaning.
Trusting his great head beneath her
hand.
oh. the wonder he is" she cried,
What will | call him.
His names Merlin" the duke
told her. "Hc knows witch as
well as the one he was named for.
Layton. where are my sisterSf"
Their Ladyships have retired TO
their rooms, Your Grace.
Good" replied His Grace dis
tinctly. "Where are my sons"
Their LordShips drove oyer this
afternoon for dinner and theatre
Gals at the MARQUIS of Dcn's, Your
Grace"
Better" said His Grace. Then
shall we 60 TO our room, Biddy:
We've not eaten: send some clHret
and fruit and cold fowl-what else.
Biddy?"
"Some little cakes stuffed full with
raiSine. il thcre're am about" sug-
gcsted Her Grace hopefully.
Cakes" commanded the Duke OF
Bolingham in voice that would
have raised cakes from the stone
flags. viii you have maid,
Biddy:"
Whatever for?" inquired Eiddy
with candid interest. I've still the
u~e OF all ten of nv fingers. and
you'd be there To help if | broke
one. wouldn't you:"
Yes" said the duke. his arm
closing fast about her. No maid.
Is the room ready. Layton:"
Quite ready. Your Grace" Lay
ton seized the great black dressing
case ard the little snakesliin Jewel
case that Biddy had pouiiced on in
Bond Street that morning. and James
swung un the huge pigskin bags OF
His Grace. and Potter appeared from
somewhere with fruit aud wine. and
Durkin appeared from nowhere with
n silver basket of small cakes and
very young gentleman called Tun'
bridge appeared with candles that
were larger than he. The duke and
the duchess followed this procession
up the dark splendor of the stairs;
with Merlin padding superbly behind
his witch. When they reached the
landing the procession swung TO the
right. ,.,.
Here" called Bolingham. (Which
room:'
The Damasl Room. Your Grace,
NO" said His Grace. No" lie
did not raise his voice, but his fin
gers crushed down desperately on the
light ones living in his. "Wen use
the Blue Room
The agitatcd voice Of the house