TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 4, 1910. On the Long Way Round ow By A. JERROLD TIETIE (Copyright.) Angrily behind the screen of the Reacia bushes, Jack Ford sl down his portmanteau, and began to brash the dust from his new gray trousers and russet shoes. To have his arrival st an out-of-the way station in the Adirondacks delay- od by an accident, till the unheard-of hour of 3:30 a. m.; to have found no conveyance, and to have been forced to walk four ynlles along a hilly road, bad not pleased the Adairs' pew chauffeur. Nevertheless, as Ford's keen gray eyes scanned the estate of his master to-be, annoyance gave way to satis faction, The long, velvet lawns, edged with geraniums and asters; the tennis courts; the graveled walks sweeping up to the porte-coshere of the Elisa bethan house, on the chimneys of | which glimmered the first rays of the sun--all these brought a gleam of | pleasure to the chauffeur's features. His lot had evidently fallen into a | summer of eden. Suddenly Ford's glance, In its rapid survey, lighted upon the veranda. Even thus early, it seemed, someone was stirring. There was a swish of dainty white skirts and a flutter down | the steps. The girl was pretty. Ford, | no mean judge, ventured that. The | brown hair, rippling In morning dis- array about the shoulders, the ten- derly oval fate, the light step, promised well. Mentally as the figure drew nearer, Ford feund himself measuring the girl, as he did all others, by Luey. He judged her twenty-two: would be Lucy's age. Ah! ¥ Lucy had kept her word last summer, but pshaw! the rich girl had only played with him. As soon as she came upon the ugly fact of his poverty she had faded away. At the hotel, 'When he had called the last morning, there hac besn merely a note with some crue lines about the necessity of luxurie: the scale she was accustomed to, etc. The near music In her laugh calls Ford back from his reveries. Lu Lad laughed like that--an enchant! waedland note. t Bagerly he peered through a leaf crevice. The girl, her head slante back, was laughing at a great bull pu; tearing across from the kemnels. I its frantic haste the animal had trippec and plowed up a yard of turf. . "Poor Baip!" the girl said. "Come on, then!" As she turned to continue her stréll, the pup, bounding up and dows, lick ing her hands furiously, the girl's face fame Inte full view. _ Ford stiffencd. The chia, the up Hit of the nose--the straight, white forehead, glimpsed between the waves of hair--above all, the deep haze! eyes facing life $0 opealy--these Bad been Lucy's. This--was Lucey. Ford had halt won a gitl at the sea- shore ten months before--and this was the girl. He bounded through the teacias, their delicate petals shower Ing about his head as a wood god's. "Lucy" Tha ¢fy was sharp and sudden. The girl paled and started. But Ford would have swore her lips shaped "Jack." If so, this girl, so like Lucy, gained her balance rapidly. "Down, Snip!" ghe said to the growl Ing dog. . But the man was not to be put off. "Lucy! you dén't know," Ne began, The dog had ceased snarling. "I assure you" she repeated, "my Bame is not Lucy; there Is no Lucy Bere. Come. Snip ; ; slammed | that | In stupefaction Ferd followed the | rustle of the white skirts over the | gravel. The girl, whoever she was | was brave. The chin had net quiv ered; she was not quickening her steps. But--that she was not Lucy Luey's hair, volce, walk, eyes, and ye! mot Lucy! It was memstrous. I | could mot be. And then, In a flash, truth dawned | upon him. i It was Lucy. But if chauffeurs have griefs they i also bave duties. } Only three hours later. before the porte-cochere stood the , ome-seat- ed sutomobile. Idly the new chauffeur | still in his "gentlemen's" clothes, won- dered why this machine had been or | dered to convey a guest to the train | then allowed his thoughts te drift to i | Lucy. . | "Mr. Ford, the mistress says Mise | | Lucy must be sure and make the i | elght--" | | Ford was lost in a maze of wonder : | ment. For the face that was "turning | pale beneath its mesh of lace, even ar | he aided the girl to her seat, was the | one he had seen In the morning, the | { face of Lucy. { For a short space the two watched | { the white ribbon of road unwinding be fore them. | { But the man's chance had come. "So you are Lucy?" he said. i The girl's cheeks went a dull red. but | | the hazel eyes did not lift from the | road. "Yes, I am Lucy--here at the | | Adairs'. 1 lied this morning" | "Lucy what? Still Van Sant, as last | Summer? Or Adair? Into his tomes | there crept a furtive smeer, { | The girl's voice remained even. { "Sth Lucy Van Sant" "I should like to tell you something," | Ford began finally. "Shall I--" He | half-swerved the machine in the direc | | tion of a secluded road. The girl seemed to hesitate. The | | hazel eyes were flashing. "Why do | you worry me--now?" she questioned. | | "Nowy | { "Yes now," the girl repeated. "Isn't ! | it too late? I asked the test of you, | | and you---declined." | | . The machine swerved erratically. | The man's voice was hoarse. "The | | test?" | { The girl nodded. Her calmness was | | returning. | | "But" the man hurried on, "I don't | | know what\ your mean by the test. No" | --Dhe waved aside her quick start-- let | {me tell you my side of the story | { Last summer at the beach I paraded | | #8 Jack Renmell, a rich young fellow | | from Helens. In reality I was what I | {| am now." i "Oh!" the girl exclaimed. "1 met you. I loved you. But Ii fought against it. I had only a little | money. You were rich, And at first, | even If you came to care, I didn't ste : "Then, that night by the Needles-- | I found you cared. I couldnt teil you who I was---there. But fa my room I resolved to tell you everything the next | morning--" Open-eyed, the girl's white face had been growing whiter. "And ask you to IAITY me----poor as I was. the morning 1 hurried te your hotel. They said you had gone. | They gave me & note, Ege; § ih : it i £ 58 TTR i Te vy py pws | THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG { Which are you going to have > or $8 IF you have $100 in the Savings Bank it will pay you 3 per cent, interest, or in fifteen years, $45.00. |F you take that money out of the Savings Bank and invest it in Victory Bonds, Canada will pay you 5), per cent. interest on it, or in the > same time, $82.50. tory Bonds and get more interest Issued by Canada's Victory Loan Committe in co-operation with the Minister of Finance of the Dominion of Canada. lot Cream P: want! 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