Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, November 15, 1913, Page 2

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After studying the menu lovingly, and having devised a dinner suitable to the palate of one who had followed the lure of Epicurus in Vienna, Paris, and London, he turned from the card and lighting a cigarette ard sipping a cock- tail, he gazed about the room. " A STORY OF TH FREEING OF Prlncj or Chanfleur ete. { At one table he saw the French am- | bassador and a company of his Gallic friends. Near by young Pembroke, of the Pritish embassy, was dining a girl Holton had met. dark-skinned, sleek-appearing man To his left sat a | with close-cropped Vandyke beard. He | had been pointed out to Holton in Paris as a man who had plans of Ger- man forts at Kiel for sale. The young officer wondered what he was do'ug here. | Altogether the atmosphere, Holton - decided, was just as it should be, just a8 the capital of a country should act when the government stands on the brink of international war, Holton had just dispatched his first oyster when his attention was attract- ed by a musical little laugh to a table about twenty feet away from him. A girl, slightly above the medium height, with slender resilient figure, was stand- fng with her back to him, talking to her escort, a well-built man of fifty odd, with iron-gray hair and beard, and the dark features of the Latin, She was a beauty. Holton, connofs- i seur of femininity though he was, ad-! mitted that without hesitation. Her hair was not the coal-black hair of her | race, but a shining, golden deep 'brown which lay upon her head in} poton thick, waving convolutions. Her eyes Iwere blue-gray, set off by long, dark lashes, and fine brows, which ran with deMte arches to the straight, finely modeled nose. Her lips were colored by nature, pure coral, and her teeth flashed as she spoke. “It's absurd, father, for you to mind. I can wait here as well as anywhere else—although I shan't promise not to occupy mysalf by dining.” The father shrugged. “Well,” he sald at length, be gone long, but if you mind I'll take you back to the hotel.” “Not at all, not all,” she protested. “It's so bright and interesting here, and you'll return soon, anyway. No, g0 on, father, and I'll eat"—she smiled | radiantly—“very slowly until you re- turn.” Her cheeks had flushed with ani- mation, and the purity of her coloring, as well as the whiteness of her skin, convinced Holton that if her father ' were Spanish, or Cuban, or something Latin, the girl unquestionably was the daughter of an Anglo-8axon mother. With a gesture that amounted al. most to carelessness, she had tossed a gold mesh hand-bag on the table, and now as she glanced over the card it was quite concealed from her view. Holton returned to his oysters, not, however, neglecting occasional glances at the radiant creature who had been left, as he inwardly phrased it, high and dry by her father. “1 should think,” he murmured, “that he'd be afraid someone would steal her. I—I, by George! I'd like to, you know.” Which thought thrilled him out of all proportion to the amount of good sense it contained. It was at about this point that Holton's gaze fell upon the waiter attending the young woman, He was one of those interesting per- sons to be seen occasionally in great restaurants who seem to be above their calling. There was a hidden something, passing phases of faclal ex. pression, a certain movement of the shoulders, and above all, a firm-footed but light tread, all of which seemed to Holton to indicate a man misplaced. He felt certain of this a moment later, when the girl again lifted the menu and the waiter stepped to the corner of the table, upon which the gold bag lay. With a quick snakelike movement his hand shot out and seized the bag. Then, hardly lifting his fin- gers from the table, he snapped his wrist upward and the bag flew under the lapel of his jacket, which had been held open to receive it by the other hand. Another instant and he was in front of the girl receiving her order with the utmost sang froid. Holton wasted no time in thought. Quickly springing up he approached the young woman's table, and noddinz to her as to an old acquaintance, he placed his hand lightly upon the wait- er's arm. “Walt a moment,” said Holton pleas- ¢ antly. The girl in the meantime had been staring at the yvoung oflicer in wide. eyed wonderment. “It In’ quite necessary, Ranee, and I shan't “What—vhat does this mean?™ ghe asked finally “Your bag," said Holton quietly, “was on this table was it not?” The girl leaned forward with a easp, “Why—why, yes,” she said. “W\ hy— ft's gone.” She looked up at Holton with startled eyes. “It's gons,” he re- [ S NAVY TMustrations lv ;“S:NOI‘“\YOH{IIg -7 peatel, ner voice beginning to rize. Holton swiled reassuringly and ncd- ded. “Please don't be alarmed,” he sald, He turned to the “it s all right.” waiter. “This man evidently regarded your bag as among the debris to I;:I cleared from the table. Rather stupid of course, but then, if he were not etupid he wouldr’t be a walter, you know.” “What do you mean, sir!” exclaimcd the man, flushing, Holton lavghed and tightened his grip on the waiter’s arm. Tightened His Grip en the Waiter's Arm. bag out of your coat and put it on the table or I'll make a spread-eagle of you.” “Give me my bag,” said the girl, her eyes flashing. Without a word the waiter reached his hand inside his jacket, and bring ing forth the missing article, laid it on the table. “There,” he said, “I thought someone | ¥ had left it and I was going to take it to the desk.” “Rats,” commented Holton. “Do you wish him arrested?” he added, glanc- ing at the girl. The young woman thought a mo- ment and then shook her head, “No, thank ycu, I think not,” she sald. “I should hate to appear in pro- ceedings, and after all, no harm has been done. It may be he was sincere in removing the bag.” Holton regarded her sharply and saw that she really believed in the man'’s guilt, but was averse to carrying the matter further, “All right,” he said, relcasing his grip upon the waiter's arm. “Now, then, you go and attend to your duties -—and be sure you don't put any poison in this young lady's food.” The waiter turned away with an evil scowl, and Holten bowed and was about to go to his table, when the gir} smiled at him radiantly, “I have not thanked you yet for your kindness,” she said. “Oh, it was nothing at all,” responded Holton. “But it was,” she incisted. “That bag is very dear to me, and, besides, it contains thinas I should hate to lose. Iar sorry that my father is not here to thank you, and yet in another way I am glad. He weculd scold me for being awfully careless” She was speaking in perfect Eng- | lish, with just tl e faintest accent, “Perhaps so0,” granted Holion, Then he tock the bt in his teeth. “My name fs Appleton,” he said; “I'm a lieuten- ant in the army.” g “And 1" she s2id, “am Miss La Tos- sa. I think I—at least, I remember eceing ycu at one of the White House receptions.” “I remember having-seen you,” lied Holton, “but I was trying to recall the rlace. I think we were introduced, La Tcssa,” he mused. “Oh, come, Mr, Applegate—" “Appleton,” corrected Holton, “Thank you, Mr. Appleton: let us have done with he; ating about the bush. You have rendcred me a great favor tonight, and that is ouite sufficient. But you do not remember me, ang 0 please do not try to make me think you do.” “All right” eoid Holton, “I won't. Put—but you will not think wme pre- ruming if I =a’d I should like to--here- after.” “I £hould I'ke to have you know me,” she said sinpl: " he unexpocted nature of this re ark quite unliorsed the voung officer, o d for a second no words came to hig ton: que ank vou." he said lamely, silence, t l'r. 1q tiaen 1 gh “that yeur knowlodze will be limare -i to this evening, 1| » really wish, i g be otherwis She givhed, h \ka 1d he 80 nice 1o Ye like other e|r‘~x fut father and 1 are birds of pass: 8 h»‘re ope day the next. | :.“ul be so \Coutinued on Page ¢.) | “Come, come,” he said. “Take that | R o o o OUR TOOLS ARE MADE Fop | Hard Service E". A; %.xv It is the quality of service our tooly give that will make them own you, friendship. You will do better wor | with them, with greater ease, anc ip | less time. 4 It is the qualitv of work you cap do=+th: ¢ase with which you cap do it -and the lcngih of time the tool will last that sets its value. 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