Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-04-17


coat.
She was not to be drawn into per-
sonalities this evening! She chat
tered on as it might have peen a
schoolgirl chattering from a heart
light as a feather and void OF pre-
occupation or responsibility.
1.-THE, whole things a joke really.
Ny being here as Mana. Your being
here as the chauffeur out Of The
Grain Of Mustard Seed These peo-
pie being here at ALL"
1.-THE party, you mean?"
"Yes, them. Sir Kobe and Mr..
ODE and their set. You know l call
them that" explained the girl, be
cause Of the K. B. Els and o. B.
Els sprayed all over them. Haven't
they done well out of the war? Well,
suppose If it hadn't been for their
making pumps and pistol rods and
shells and vegetable ration for our
relations, there wouldn't have been
any war to speak of and we'd have
had the Prussians enjoying this
shooting instead of Mr.. ODE and Co.
They're really awfully good natured.
And 1t Is about time they had their
turn. If England must change
hands, I don't so much mind Sir
Kobe getting slab of it,. he's a
dear"
Hes the man with the tank
whisky flask, isn't he? The Admirars
sisters husband?"
Els he? Yes. I believe Lady Kobe
has a brother an admiral. OF
course, her being here with them Is
part of the joke. She doesn't notice
anything: wonderful technique. Just
! before dinner she and Mrs. Senior
/ ODE were saying goodnight to the
. children. Mrs. Senior in such a
, frock. She said, Yes, my dear;
f'fty-six guineas at Reville's. I don't
mind telling you never saw the in
side of Reville's before the war, but
now we've got the dibs why shouldn't
I"-I say. aren't we retailing all the
upstairs gossip in a staff-like man
| ner?-And isn't 1t funny to think
| that this castle should be q per-
fectly different world to everybody
in it?
'You see, there's the real owners
| castle. Home, to them. All these
| beautiful old portraits in the dining
room-Oh, of course, you've never
| entered the sacred precincts, Lave
| rock? Well, all those old Holbeins
and Gainsboroughs mean Great
! grandfather This and Aunt That, to
| them. Generation after generation
! of associations and records and ro-
| nance to them. To them it's revolu-
; ton because they've had to let the
Our employers!"
| "The," she said, "There's the
castle to Babs' mother; Mrs. Hop
| kinson- Kobe." Her fresh voice as
sumed a dramatic mincing tone.
oh, my dears. what a frightful
! place; six or seven thousand pounds
before 1t would be even barely
| habitable!
| Imagine, Just imagine having a
, tinbath in ones room, going off like
| a pistol shot every time one sits
down in 1t, and no electric light
anywhere, having to take bedroom
candlestick, yes! with a candle in 1t,
waving in the wind down those
miles Of piercing corridors on your
+ way to bed! AS for central heating,
no human soul in these wilds ever
heard Of such thing-isn't it
: scream, isn't it q perfect yell? And
the furniture, isn't it a nightmare?
| All the carpets and wallpapers spot
| ted and speckled with hideous de-
! signs, and the perfect flock of
+, magenta sheep that must have been
made into these rugs down every
passage and in front of every door,
Still, l suppose one will survive a
month of it Well! AS long as we
can retain our light-hearted girlish
Only Laughing Coco. Fellowship!
! The man at her side put in SOFTLY:
, And my castle? And yours?"
Not to be drawn! And the chill
dren's CASTLE" said she. quite a
dlfferent place again. Pure Grimms
falry Tales and Peter Pan and their
history lessons all mixed up. Then
there's the mems castle. Moors ali
cay ana bridge half the night, but
endless talk of marks and dollars
ana exchange, the whole time. !.
are Gre any OF them very good shots?
lou aont Know? You'll just
: drive them out and fetch them again
at five-Won't you long to get a e1,n
! into your hand, Laverock'?"
he was baffled: he could not lire
or surprise her this evening away
from that plane of laughing good.
ieHowship. Was this the girl who
mad cried out at the first sight Of
MIN In the stable, who had blushed
under his eyes in the field? That
was the girl he wanted; this laugh
ing rogue as well. His whole heart
was slngiy set upon her as thew
1ramped home again through the
darkness. sprinkled with dimly veil
ca stars, shafted with shifting
creams from the lighthouse on the
grim headland behind them. oh
magic evening.
o waste, thought the tuning
archie; sinful waste. Never
never before Gin comparison) had he
looked upon beauty as setting for a
iove-scene. Why could he NOT
tell her at once all that seetbed IN
his heart? - Al
But with the morning COO, 70.
Election came CATER all. there's
nothing in it. Just good nails 80
and the days work.
The twelfth. sss
TO young Laverock this was not
10 be dwelt upon. He was. as ~
happened, an excellent shot: he
nankered more than one may saw for
a Gay out with the dogs and the
ghiiiies and the grou' birds-out m
tne moors of purple and brown
unGer the bleak sweet gray. -
won the sweep" he was told hy
freddie Royds late in the afternoon
,Ihirty brace. And there was
Rare and snipe."
Good" said the shirt sIeeved
cnauffeur. Absurd to banker I;ka
this after what wasn't his business
any more. $50
sport and love. too, were barred
for the rev pauprs. $50
Just as well. Waste of tim.
thinking of either. 80
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