Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1925-03-30

Not much good to me, old boy
he said. And ! remembered how he
had won the golden skis at Nillars in
1913.
AS we We're about to enter the cafe
Jerry turned to me and said jok-
ingly, Who's the LADY,"
] looked at him in surprise.
MY dear chap" l protested. II only
arrived last night. Give me at least
"A morning to myself"
You may not know it," said Jerry.
hut all the time we've been walking
along a girl has been following us at
a distance of about so yards, and she
has a friendly eye for you. There
she is" he continued. with a jerk of
his head in the direction Of public
| building on the other side of the
road.
| | looked across and saw on the
pavement opposite small, slim girl,
! dressed in brown and wearing a
\ brown hat with a pheasant feather
| In it.
DO you mean that girl over there
in brown" ! asked
Jerry nodded.
| i've never seen her in my life
said !. Come into the cafe and I'll
! tell you about it,
| We entered and sat down in front
of two chopes of what proved to be
! excellent beer. | then told him all
! that had happened to since my
arrival in Geneva.
AS | proceeded with my narrative
the look of boredom vanished from
| his face, and before l had finished he
was eager to see the document
| Here it is" l said, handing him the
! peck book beneath the table, but
don't display it too much. I'm be
! ginning to feel that ii has way of
exciting inconvenient interest in un-
expected quarters"
What are YOU. going to do about
IT." Jerry asked, after he had exam
ined the document
1T seems to me-" / suggested.
that I ought al any rate to keep the
appointment with my grandmother.
! The old lady arouses my curiosity.
Jerry again examined the docu-
| ment, but could make no more of II
| than 1 could, except that he identified
| another OF the signatures as that of
Herzler, who he said was a South
African diamond magnate of German
origin, and he thought of German
| nationality.
| He was eager to accompany me to
the tea party, but | pointed out to
| him that my grandmother evidently
desired to see me alone.
| "Oh. all right" he said GROSSLY.
After all. lame fellows not much
! good in a crisis
"Confound you, Jerry" I almost
shouted. Don't be A fool You know
very well that it isn't that
We compromised by agreeing to
dine together at the Plat dor, whose
tlet madere Jerry assured me was
one of the few good things in Ge
neva.
We sat on and discussed other mat
| ters till close on l o'clock. Then We
left the cafe, and. summoning taxi
/ drove off to the grillroom of the
Hotel du Lac, arranging to drop Jerry
at the Hotel de France, where he
was staying. on the way.
As we got into the taxi ] noticed
! that the woman with the pheasant
| feather was standing quite close TO
US, about five yards away, in fact;
and just as We moved off, she stepped
forward with the evident intention
of speaking to me. BY this time, how
ever. the taxi had gathered speed
CHANGING back. l saw her looking
after me, and moment later she
waved her hand.
1t has never been my habit to snub
a friendly gesture, and | instinctively
waved back at her.
Wen stop if you like said Jerry,
with touch of the old mischief.
Not now" said I. Il have a pre-
sentiment that, whether l like it or
not, l shall meet that lady again.
! She's evidently one of the family
Uncle Ulric's niece, or something Of
! that kind"
| We parted at the Hotel de France,
and a moment later | was shaking
hands with Beatrice in the vestibule
! of the Hotel du Lac.
| Beatrice Harvel is one of the pref
| tiest girls | have ever seen. Sitting
up fiat backed opposite me at a little
corner table in her trim coat and
skirt. her dark hair neat and close
| beneath a small French hat, which
set off her vivid eyes and color, she
presented a charming picture of an
English girl who. while remaining
/ essentially English. had none the less
/ realized that in the art of dress the
| French have little to learn.
In mind, as in form and feature. she
| was compact and competent, her fore
arm drive at tennis having the same
quality of precision and judgment as
| her observations on things and per-
/ sons in general. In the first days Of
! our acquaintance she had rather
daunted me. She was so terribly ade-
quate and assured. There was moth
! ing about her in the least dependent
or justifying a scorn of the weaker