Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1924-08-22

Geralu was, Tor MIN, however, deter
mined. 1.-THE fellows manner is brutal
but believe he's parsonage. l shall
try my luck in moment or so.'
Gerald waited for several minutes
until his neighbor had entered upo1
another course. Then he leaned to
ward him.
'You are a Russian?" Gerald ven
tured.
1T is entirely my business of what
nationality / am" was the cold reply
Naturally" Gerald agreed. "At
the same time, we are all human. The
man who wins couple of millions
here is a public character You win
probably find old ladies rubbing their
five-franc pieces against your coat
sleeves, as you enter the rooms"
$50 long as they do not attempt to
talk to me, 1 shall be content" was
the curt retort.
"YOu are not exactly looking for ac-
quaintances, 1 perceive" Gerald re-
marked.
81 have none here, nor do I desire
any,"
Gerald smiled He had reached the
point at which he had been aiming.
THAT" he observed, as not strict
ly true. You have just dispatched a
note to some ladies of my acquaint-
ance"
Monsieur Zubin had so far met Ger
AIDS tentative overtures with the cold
rudeness Of one who recognizes an
equal. At his last words, however a
look almost Of fury flashed into his
face. He struck the table with his
fist.
81 ought to have remembered the
sort of people by whom I was likely
to be surrounded here" he declared.
you, who look as though you ought
to know better, cast sneaking glances
over my shoulder to read the super
scription of private letter. What
riffraffl"
Gerald bit his lip. He kept his tenn
per perfectly.
81 saw the address, assure you,
entirely by accident" he said 81 hap
pen to be acquainted with one of the
ladies or the name would not have
attracted my notice. Madame and
mademoiselle occupy the next villa to
my fathers"
Monsieur Zubin rose deliberately to
his feet. One realized then his ex-
traordinary height He must have
been at least six feet, four inches, and
broad in proportion. Gerald, although
he himself was considerably over av-
erage height, seemed like child by
his side.
eff you mention their names again."
he threatened, 81 shall throw you out
of the place"
Gerald looked him over for mo-
ment, unmoYed but intensely curious.
The mystery of Madame and Made
moiselle de Poniere had only been in
creased by this chance meeting.
"Pray sit down." he begged. "You
are making every one uneasy. have
no wish to quarrel with you. I sim
ply took you for an ordinary human
being"
The Russian resumed his seat Ger
aid called for his BILL
During their short walk to the |
Sporting club, where the two young
men had arranged to spend the rest
Of the evening, Christopher endeav-
ored to bring the conversation round
to the subject Of MYRTLE.
1T is time" he insisted, "that we
did something little more definite
about MYRTLE. You don't take her
seriously enough. Gerald"
."In what wayf"
"She told me this afternoon that
you had promised to take her to one
Of your supper parties"
Gerald was not altogether at his
ease.
ut was rather a rash promise" he ]
admitted, "but after all, why not7
She'd create quite a sensation"
"That childs immediate future is
charge upon our honor" Christopher
said sternly. "You and 1 know the
class Of young women you invite to
your parties She mustn't breathe
he same atmosphere"
"Are you In love with MyrtileT' !
Gerald asked curiously.
Christopher loathed the question
,ut he remained outwardly upper
urbed.
'Myrtile is a child" he said. ut
Will be time enough to think Of such
hings when she has become a woman.
rhe one deadly and perniclous GER
ainty is that she is in love with you.
Be careful, Gerald. You don't want
o walk on the floor of hell"
They had reached the steps Of the
sporting club. Gerald ran lightly up.
my dear Chris" he said, turning
round as he prepared to diyest him
elf of his oyercoat, don't be a melo-
Irsmatic asa We're In the wrong st ,
iosphere for that sort of thing. Jup-
.er Here is the familyi"
We'll. you might appear little ,