Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-01-21

others Just for this month l should
like a little place of my own in =. W
life"
You shall have it" he promised her.
They rose to their feet for a last
/ look downward before leaving, and
saw strange sight. From out Of 2
I finger Of mist beyond the harbor there
! slowly Crept into sight the bows and
( huge remainder of a great steamer
black and almost sinister looking.
Il am becoming fanciful" Violet de.
clared. II have feeling that l dis
like that great, ugly monster stedmlnG
into our fairyIand.
Once more the siren blew. and a
tuS moved screeching out of the har-
Dor HarGrave led her away.
1t has just dawned upon me-" he
Confided. that we are due to play
tennis with Gorse and his sister at
, eleven O'clock
She laughed happily.
Il shant hit a ball" she declared,
but how wonderful to feel that I am
back again"
Robert was decidedly in no frame
or mind for adventures as he sat out
side the cafe de Paris later on that
morning and Gloomily slipped his
mixed vermouth. Nevertheless. he
could scarce refrain from a glance Of
admiration at the girl VINO. with her
obvious father and mother, had taken
the table next to his. They had just
come mp the hill from the mort. part
Of the crowd of tourists who had dis
embarked from the great American
liner. and who We're now thronSinc
the place. She possessed a small.
piquant face. = dress. the skirt of
which was short even for Monte Carlo.
and legs a daringly displayed and
with at least as good reason as any
of the frequenterS Of the principally.
She lit a cigarette and. as though CON
scious of Roberts regard, leaned to-
wards him.
You're English. aren't YOU" she
inquired.
Il am" he replied. Am | right in
thinking you are Americana?
You are" she admitted. We've
Just landed from the steamer. We
haven't got the hang of this place
Yet. want to take father and mother
into the casino What do you have
to do about it,"
Have you got your passports" he
inquired.
Right here" she answered, touch
ing the bag she was carrying. The
trouble of it is. mother and father
think I'm great French scholar,
/
read the notices"
Robert considered the little party
refectively. Her parents were dis
tinctly of the prosperous class, well
looking if little i'll at ease in tne!r
foreign surroundings. The man had a
strong, Clean-shaven face with A
heavy jaw and Shrewd expression
The woman was of more nondescript
appeara but her expression was
distinctly kindly. The girl with her
closely trimmed hair and the provoca-
tive CLEAN in her eyes. was without
doubt attractive.
If YOU like" he suggested I'll
| take you in and help you. How long
are YOU here for
We're going TO stay for month
| right over there at the Hotel de
Paris
She whispered to her father and
mother. Then she turned once more
! to Robert.
! I'd like you to know my parents
she said. Would you tell me your
name"
| Robert Martin
Mother, this IS Mr.. Robert Martin.
My father. Mr. Martin. l am Sadie
Wegses. Mr.. Martins going TO take
| us right across and help get our
| tickets
That's very kind of you. young
man" Mr.. Wegges acknowledged.
| This is our first visit over and l
! guess Sadies French isn't all we
| thought it was. l have friend along