Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-01-15

Ndjl convert MIN. IpNt ~ Walk ne
likes to get up late, stroll round the
place--that generally means having a
drink at any and every bar that he
comes acroSs-and look in at the
Casino. This morning l went up to
La Turbie by the funicular, and
walked down"
If you are so fond of exercise.
wonder whether you play tennis, Miss
MARTINI" Philip Gorse asked.
Much too badly for this part Of the
world" she confessed.
Il have sister," he protested ear
nestly.' who scarcely knows one end
Of a racquet from the other. Let us
play one morning. Hargrave would
he too good for us. but I daresay We
could get another duffer. Polling
hams about my FORM
Nonsense Hargrave interviewed.
I'm very little better than you
Philip. I'm tired of the strenuous
game. All these competitions last too
long"
Il should love to play" Violet de-
clared. but In afraid Sir Hargrave
would be too good for us. unless he
played with me-" she added, looking
across at him invitingly.
"Of course. I WILL" he promised.
Tomorrow morning, if you like. We
can't have you wandering all over the
place like this alone"
I'm not at all sure that I mind it
so much" she said. so long as I'm
out of doors and in the sunshine, I'm
happy"
rs this your first visit down here"
Gorse inquired.
My first" she admitted. I'm
afraid every one would know that
I'm so enthusiastic. Anyhow | can't
7 Irea Of Pi,-ia
] was nearly heartsick. and now /
find it even more wonderful than l
had imagined"
She leaned back. slipping her orange
ade with an air of deep and profound
content. Her head kept time slowly
to the music.
There's Johnnie coming down the
steps" Hargrave pointed out. Would
you like to lunch with US, Violet?"
She shook her head regretfully.
You will want TO talk business with
Mr.. Marston," she reminded him. ''I
should only be in the way. Besides.
today l must lunch at the villa. Nine
Martelle has arranged with the chef
for wonderful omelet. and she asked
me especially not to be late
Marston advanced across the road,
and Violet rose TO her feet.
II must 60" she announced.
80 must T. Philip Gorse echoed.
I'm which direction are you going
Miss Martini"
IT am staying at Sir Hargrave's
villa she told him.
ION my way he lied cheerfully.
'Come along"
They departed side by side. Gorse
leaning deferenttally toward his COM
panion. Hargrave watched them for
a moment with a smile, half-amused,
half-wistful. Then he turned to his
stockbroker friend, who. fresh from
his tub and change of clothes. was
making his way between the tables
with the jaunty air Of a man trans
planted to pleasant places.
This is something like, IIar-
grave he exclaimed. My God. what
weather."
Better than Throgmorton street,
YOU money grubber," Hcrgrave re-
piled.
II should say So" Marston agreed,
as he sank into a chair. But, after
all. you butterflies wouldn't be able
to nap your wings out here II you
hadn't US grubs working for you at
home"
How do stand?" Hargrave asked
"You own the o. P. trust" was the
prompt reply. such as 1t Is. you've
got It safe and sound. practically
every share that was ever issued and
few over. Glad It's you, not t.
And delivery
'They are thirty thousand shares
short" Marston answered. THAT is
what l have come to see you about.
The shares themselves have dropped.
We forced them up to start with. with
our continual buying, but today you're
a pretty heavy loser on paper"
11a i,-f,- oh
IN owed?"
"Trentino could no more get them
than he could buy the Pyramids. ="
Marston conf1ded.
Capital" his client exclaimed.
Let's lunch"
They talked of Indifferent matters
during the consumption Of the meal.
II was not until the arrival OF coffee
that Hargrave returned to the subject
Of his speculation.
You warned me once. Johnnie.
he observed, that Trentino was a
dangerous man to run up against.
You were quite right"
What do you know about ito"
Very nearly more than was good
for me. While his firm, 1 suppose.
have been trying to get you to sell or
TO cancel, he himself has been indulg-
ing in other forms Of persuasion down
here. He has a lady friend on the
spot-a very charming woman. blythe
by-who first tried to ca jole and then
threatened me. She didn't get on as
we'll as she expected, and since then
things have moved on a stage. I
don't mind confessing. Johnnie, that
I've had two close shaves."
What do you mean?" Marston de-
manded.
We'll, first Of ALL" Hargrave con-
tinued some wandering chauffeur
mechanic on a motor bicycle, whom no
one has been able to lay their hands
upon yet, put both my brakes out Of
action up at Mont Agel one day lately.
There was only a foot or two OF
masonry between me and paradise
that time. Since then another black
guard, or 1t may be the same fellow.
aid in the gardens of the villa and
took a pot shot at me as l was COM
ing home one morning.
Marston was for a moment incredu.
lous.
You're not telling me this serious
Iy, Hargrave?"
IT am indeed" his friend assured
him. Both things took place exactly
as have told you, and as I haven t
another enemy in the world, what am
1 to think? The beautiful lady who
professed to have a penchant for me
gave me the straight tip when she
found I wasn't to be cajoled."
Have you told the police?"
"Twice. The chief was very con.
cerned and I think they've done their
best. They've probably frightened that
particular rascal out of the princi.
pality. Nothing has happened since,
anyway"
AarstoR settled down to the task