Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-08-28

should know. With the courage Of the
mouse that leaps at the cats
whiskers. Peggy had walked up to
Lady Daragh.
I'm not Miss Phyllis Chumley," she
had begun rapidly. "Oh. Lady
Da-ragh. you'll think this is dreadful.
l haven't been invited, But | had to
come to you. It's awfully important
who are you?" asked the lady OF
the veldt. with a certain chivalry she
had for weaker things.
I'm Miss BrOWn-Mr. Ancaster
secretary. Some people have put up
a joke on him. They told him Miss
Chumley was your niece and that
you'd ask him here to talk about
lions. And there isn't any Miss
Chumley. But there's got to he
Lady Daragh. 1t would hurt him so,
if he thought they were making a
monkey out Of him,
my dear child" Lady Daragh
thawed with a leonine energy. 1t was
at that instant that Ernestine glanced
around and saw her arm around Miss
Chumley's shoulders. "Of course
thew won't do that. So you're Miss
Chumley. OF course, YOU are. But
my dear, this Mr.. Annister-thats his
name isn't it,"
"Mr. Ancaster." AS if the world
shouldn't know that.
well, Mr.. Ancaster / didn't know
from Adam. l thought he was mad.
He began telling me about personally
conducted lion hunts. Imagine
1T isn't imagination, Lady Daragh.
It's his idea. He's been working for
years to fix it so that nice, middle.
aged ladies could learn to shoot lions.
Really? And why, pray. should
nice middle-aged ladies shoot lions?'
"Well. he thinks that women ought
to be taught courage just the same az
men,"
Come over here and sit by me-
cried Lady Daragh delightedly. For
she was feminist, and Peggy's idea
marched into her brain like an army.
X x X X
UCLEM," said Ernestine later, Give
got 10 know about this, even IL
she strangles me. They've been sit
ting there like a pair of Bryn Mawr
freshmen"
tits your unlucky Wednesday,"
cautioned Glenn. But he had grown
accustomed to following her, so again
they came into the aura of Lady
Daragh and We're more confused than
ever to hear her introducing her niece,
Miss Chumley-Miss Phyllis Chumley.
When the conspirators had swung
into her ken Lady Daragh smiled and
said, Miss Bite"
Chew" supplied Ernestine sweetly.
AS if wondering if this name, too.
were a hoax, Lady Daragh went on:
Miss Chew. OF course, you've met
Chumley." Beautifully enunCiated.
1--WE heard about you, Miss Chew"
upspoke Peggy.
about me, Miss Chumley?" She
smiled stonily on the phantom she
had created and some one else had
brought to life.
Yes, about your work-collecting
specimens in Java"
Mosquitoes. you mean, perhaps"
"No. Fungi. I understan d you
named one or two new varieties" All
with a smile as deadly as Ernestine's.
II think fungi are nasty" said
Ernestine.
And poisonous, some of them" re-
piled Peggy with pansy innocence.
There's kind in Java that's quite
venomous. 1t has way of biting
you if you step on it,"
ISGdllS dSkGu Lazy OdTdSus
Nov, you're spoofing. Phyllis"
But Miss Chew was saying good
by and hoping that Lady Daragh--
and Miss Chumley-would enjoy their
visit to America.
A moment later the Fungus was
his parting speech TO the
guest of honor. 1t was very clumsy
attempt, indeed.
But this won't be the last I shall
see of you, I hope, Mr.. Ancaster,"
chimed the great lady.
why, Lady Daragh--of course-it
would be awfully nice
Let's make it lunch at the Charlie
ton, say-neXt Wednesday," II she
had said "a week from Wednesday"
Peggy would have screamed. Miss
Chumley, my niece, has been talking
about your lion-hunting plan. APP.
big game from the fenin-
st angle. You're quite inspired. Mr..
Ancaster. My niece and 1 will be at =
the Charleton on Wednesday,
Waldo took Peggy home in the car
he had hired. Neither spoke until
hey were passing Port Washington.
What's all this Miss Chumley
stuff, anyhow" he asked finally.
Without a word, but with a secre-
.arial efficiency, she laid a typewrit.
-en index card in his hand. Chew,
Ernestine," it began, and gave the
number of her stateroom.
She said she'd get even," he NUT
cred. Then, turning upon her again:
Peggy, why did you do this for
ne?"
II couldn't bear to see you acting
acting the way they wanted you
o." she whispered. She longed TO
'ay, 20, my beloved, what else can
be that is pleasant in thy sight
Peggy" He had called her that
.wice! And yet it sounded so nat
lral. peggy. 1 couldn't understand
Why you walked out on me like that.
We been miserable. / sent you four
elegrams. And 1 tried to telephone"
We haven't any," she quavered.
want you back, Peggy. ! know
We been inconsiderate. I haven't
inown where was at, this year. 1
want you back, Peggy"
I've been offered another place"
he told him.
"Here?'
She glowed in his disappointment.
with Lady Daragh. Sort OF
travelling secretary"
Peggy, listen. Listen. There are
! lot of things that happen without
ur knowing it. Like our digestions.
used to think that, when l fell in
owe. 1t would be like dropping out of
balloon. But it sort of filtered in.
that's what's happening to ms.
'eggy. I'm not worth much, Peggy,
ompared to you"
The car stopped with a jerk. A po-
lceman was commanding them to let
fire engine go by. 1t caused an
break in the dream that
ould not have been more perfect IL
he had made 10 to order.
please don't mind the fire, Waldo"
he begged almost tearfully. 'Just go
n talking to me-like that. Waldo.
ike thatr'
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