The Messenger
h country house. "The family" consisted at the moment only of three, the fourth person present being Miss von Schwarzenberg, for i
t or so earlier than had been planned. A more acute anxiety might have touched Lady McIntyre had her husband not deliberately thrown her off the track. He dubbed the great specialist "a verra reasonable fella," w
n strain, at once and
ier than they could have hoped. It was a party which, with a single exception (again Miss von Schwarzenber
anted on wide-apart legs in front of the fireplace-a sanguine-color
her kind. Behold her, therefore, bereft of all fripperies save the dangling diamond ear-rings, which emphasized painfully an excuse for frivolity which had been outlived. To tell the blunt truth, Lady McIntyre looked like some shrunken lit
reached the young men depositing their golf clubs and caps in
an accent very slightly foreign, and to the English
ntrary. Capital idea!" S
led out of an arm-chair as he beat the arm, and cried out with anim
with privately observing yet again how his friend, long and lithe and dark, offered to the rotund little figure of the eminent official a contrast that ministered pleasantly to a sense of the ludicrous. Sir William's bald bullet head barely reached the height of Juli
ses, with an ease that was own child of intelligence of a high degree
eavy, shapely nose, its smooth apple cheeks, its quiet, beautiful mouth-was bent down till her chin rested on her generous bust. It occurred to
der the Gretchen-like banded braids cast delicate shadows on
ut. "Miss von Schwarzenberg says now she
aintly ironic-as though the sensation created by this lady's
nder if you'd be very kind, Mr. Grant, and hel
think of being such a trouble." She had risen. "Sit here, Mr. Grant," she said. "Yes, please. I've finished." In spi
dog-like, and so
he things ordinary mortals care about. It's been the one fault I've had to find with Greta. She doesn't play games. They don't, you know. But the Germans are a wonderful peop
he's had Greta at one of the great women's colleges over there. She insisted on going home every summer ... so domestic, the Germans! I always think it's extremely nice of them to feel affectio
is seals with great vigor, as though they were a summons to industry-a simulacrum of fa
at tran
s do
d the aston
said Sir William, as he di
did it!" tri
ing, "which of you two would go
feet, staring h
ork bag?"
apier, to play golf passably?" She blushed slightly as she went on: "I suppose I've hoped that if I watched you, I'd stand a better chan
rned a little impatiently, "that
r soft persistence, "you'd ever be
him. Out from her disarranged cushion rolled a large ball of fiel
or?" He took it up by the loose end, an
l from him, and remained standing while she rewound. "After all, I sha'n'
he question from habit. Seldom was Greta all
as to say I migh
ady McIntyre
bling downstairs. "Want to b
then in a markedly different tone, "I've tur
said comprehensively. She w
et me come!"
head. Madge looked at her wistf
eam, "I believ
chwarzenbe
t?" deman
friend of mine. A girl
he's not much to look at, and not at all rich, and not much of anyt
st couple of yards. "You see, she's an orphan, and I
American was goin
er task. "At the inn, of course." Miss Greta glance
" Madge threw in. "Don't you m
know. She has grown used to looking to me for the summer. I tried to explain that-" the pause was eloquent of a delicate desire to spare feelings-"that I wasn't taking a holiday myself this year. But,"-on
d out to the chauffeur in a voice of appalling distinctness, and most unmistakably transatlantic: "Are you sure this is the place? It isn't my idea of a.... Oh!" She
had hastened forward, more flurried
ace of rapture. "Oh, my!" and she fe
erate glee at Fr?ulein's struggle to be cordial and at t
ospitable intent. An instant of indecision on Miss von Sc
head, overweighted with a profusion of bright, brown hair; a rather childish face under a little golden-brown hat, guiltless of trimming but for the two brown win
e of color. Miss von Schwarzenberg's round cheeks were richest carmine. "Oh, you've kept the car!
you-" Lady M
on Schwarzenberg, with decision, as she
tood that. "But why shoul
have been in a hurry-a terrible hurry for sixteen days.
friend's waist was less for love, Napier felt sure, than as a
Ellis had had some tea. Miss Ellis still stood looking at her friend with adoring affection. Plainly she was ready to do anything Gre
ughter," said
urse, I've heard about you.
ular shake and let g
e wedge of buttered scone from Bobby, and with great ch
e and Julian, several yards away, were leaning against the
ed ever so faintly, but with enormous meaning. "Behold a child of nature,
t all interfere with a description of the amenities of an unchaperoned sea voyage. Miss Ellis did not pause till, to the accompaniment of a crunch of gr
ut as one, with cries of rapture. Lady McIntyre, hardly less pleased,
of his that seemed to say, "My manners are far too perfect not to suffer others to precede." And the others, in the careless English way, did precede. They even blocked up the entrance, leaving Mr. Carl and his politeness in
oarhounds before, G
view of the spectacle being quite shut out by the crowding at the door, Miss Ellis' atte
said with a quick turn. "I
von Schwarzenberg shot for
eing, you seem like an old friend. Tell him, Greta-" At s
making some mista
you. And you're exactly like your picture, down to the cleft in your chin-" The girl hesitated again as Greta mum
d that?" Then in a half whisper: "I never mentioned
you be
nds they were whirl
ronage of her "little friend." And then they quarreled a little over Napier's decision that it was cheek for a girl to
suppose, out of pure contentiousn
air of eyes? Ye gods! If I could believe in life as that child does, if I were as serenely sure of everybody's good will,"-he threw out his walking-stic
e I go back to it, it seems to me stranger-the expression on t
pression?" said
leave off quarreling with me about the Mercury cap, and just tell me: Why the devil should that woman have pretended she'd ne
know she p
. I saw them