Evening star., 1926-08-14
Continued from Yesterdays Star)
INSTALLMENT XXXvITI.
Mischief.

As Richenda was starting off with
Anders he ventured, trife reluc-
family:
Perhaps Id better go up and take
a look at Pathways first"
For PHYS sake. leave him alone; D.;
he never wants to he fused over
when he is seedy. It just makes him
madder. Jeroge can do everything
that is necessary-better than you
or I could do it. Come along. She
had broken into a tripping run. 1t
holiday time today. Take me to
catch butterflies
Anders thought suddenly that she
herself looked like a beautiful but
terf1y which had somehow broken
loose from the captivity of the glass
topped case and was winging into
the freedom of the sunshine again
A lovely tan and ruby butterfly
slipped for an hour from the prison :
ing grasp of unloved hands-calllnS
him 10 come and flutter with her
across the wide countryside. pleading
that he make an hour of freedom
sweet.
They walked across to his own en-
campment to get the necessary
eo,,ipment for the expedition.
Holdingworth, with surprised
uplifting of the eyebrows, approached
them from somewhere behind the
camp. Richenda saw inquiry in his
eye. :,
I'VE are going butterfly fishing
she cried. "Brett'S got 'salr held
and gave me the order of the boot
so Mr.. Anders is taking pity on my
enforced grass widowhood.
1t was on the tip of her tongue
then to invite Holdingworth 10 JOIN
them, but she hit back the invita- :
ton. No--she'd so alone with
Anders if she could. That. though
quite harmless. might pique FAR
ways, and somehow, these days, she
was always desirous of plquinG MN.
There was something about her oil
the mischievous child who VIII tease
the big dog till, in sheer desperation
it retaliates by n bite.
Anders, too, gave no dicatlons 10
the other man: had not the femotes'
intention of doing so.
Holdingworth stood watching them
a p,lzzled frown on his brow. as they
faded into the distance, then ne
turned on his heel with an angry
mutter and strode thoughtfully to-
ward the direction of Fa1rways
camp. There were some things oi
which Holdincworth. engaged 10 a
tight -lipped. tight-moraled young
woman. who sojourned in a Hamp-
shire cathedral town, did not APP
prove.
But Richenda didn't want anybody
to approve of her that day. she
would rather that every one be disap
proved-particularl Brett FalrWays
Run away and play. and take
care that you don't get into mis-
chief :" The remark. with Its
commanding note, still ranked.
Perhaps the thought that she was
touching the fringe of mischief
innocent as it might be-brough
that starry CLINT to the laughing
depths of her big dark eyes, that Sc
ductive tilt to the curves OF hel
crimson mouth. the gay repartee tt
her wagging little tongue.
For two hours the man and the
girl strayed near the edge of the
forest, at no time very far from th'
| camps above.
The butterflies were very numerou
| in the sunlight -dappled GOODNESS o
| the outer trees.
Great sapphire monsters buried IL
! irregular lines of crimson tluttere'
| about them. honey colored midget
| danced round the rare flowers. other
| whose snowy wings were tipped will
rose and jade slid like fairy ghost
about the deeper shadows.
One lovely thing. the battle of tur
| quoise and vermilion on it's grea
wings, came to Richendas net.
No. no." she cried. as Anders pro
ceeded to make speedy arrangement
| for it's decease. It's too wonderful
! Why should it die? I'm going to Sc
it free Good heavens. no. he pro
| tested. at is a new specimen. 1'v'
come across one like this before
! Let me"
| But she twisted the net away from
him.
~ shall let it GO
But what's the useo In any cas-
the lives OF these things are very
short. One day more or less make