Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1924-07-25

the same standpoint. set ar nearr ne
is a good fellow and l like him."
"And your"
"My weakness lies the other way"
he confessed, "and my sympathy Is
with those who do not fear to make
their own laws"
She held out her hand white and
spectral in the momentary gloom. At
the other end of the lawn, Francis and
Margaret were disembarking from the
punt.
'Does it sound too shockingly OBJ
vious," she murmured, "if 1 say that
1 want to make you my lawT'
1t would have puzzled anybody, ex-
cept, perhaps, Lady Cynthia herself,
to have detected the slightest altera-
ton in Sir Timothy's demeanor during
the following day, when he made fit
full appearances at the Sanctuary, or
at the dinner which was served a lit
tie earlier than usual, before his final
departure for the scene of the fes-
tivities. Once he paused in the act
of helping himself to some dish and
listened for moment to the sound
Of voices in the hall, and when taxi
cab drove up he set down his glass
and again betrayed some interest.
"The maid with my frock, thank
heavens ~ Lady Cynthia announced,
glancing out of the window. my last
anxiety Is removed | am looking for
ward now to wonderful night"
"You may very easily be disappoint-
ed" her host warned her. MY en-
tertainments appeal more, as a rule,
to men,"
''Why don't you be thoroughly orig
inal and issue no invitations to women
at all?" Margaret inquired
"FOr the same reason that you
adorn your rooms and the dinner-ta table
with flowers" he answered. Zone
needs them as relief Apart from
that, am really proud Of my dancing
room, and there again, you see, your
sex is necessary"
1--WE are fiattered," Margaret de-
clared, with little bow. 'It does
seem queer to think that you should
own what Cynthia's cousin, Davy Hin
ton, once told me was the best floor
in London, and that / have never
danced on it,"
'Nor l." Lady Cynthia put in.
"There might have been some excuse
for not asking you, Margaret, but why
an ultra-bohemian like myself has
had to beg and plead for an invitation
l really cannot imagine"
you might find" Sir Timothy said
you may even now-that some Of my
men guests are not altogether to your
liking"
"Quite content to take my risk" Lady
Cynthia declared cheerfully. "The
man with the best manners l ever met
it was at one of Maggie's studio
dances, too--was bookmaker. And
a retired prize-fghter brought me
home once from an Albert Hall dance"
How did he behaveT Francis
asked.
"He was wistful but restrained"
Lady Cynthia replied, quite the gen.
tleman, in fact"
"You encourage me to hope for the
BEST" Sir Timothy said, rising to his
feet. "You will excuse me now? /
have few final preparations to
make"
Are we to be allowed" Margaret
inquired, ito come across the park?"
"You would not find it convenient"
her father assured her. "You had bet
ter order a car, say for ten o'clock.
Don't forget to bring your cards Of
invitation, and find me Immediately
you arrive. 1 wish to direct your pro-
ceedings to some extent"
Lady Cynthia strolled across with
him to the postern-gate and stood by
his side after he had opened it. Sew
eral Of the animals, grazing in differ
ent parts Of the park, pricked up thei
ears at the sound. An old mare came
hObbling towards him; a fea-bitten
gray came trotting down the field, his
head in the air, neighing loudly.
"You waste a great deal of tender
ness upon your animal friends, dear
host" she murmured.
At the entrance to the great gates
of the Walled House, two men in liv-
cry were standing. One Of them ex-
amined with care the red cards of
Invitation, and as soon as he was sat
isfed the gates were opened by some
unseen agency. The moment the car
had passed through, they were closed
again.