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Curiosity more than alarm made Beverly eager to see the document which old Marlanx held in reserve for her. She determined to met him at eleven. A message from the princess announced the unexpected return of the two Americans. Lorry and Anguish were full of the excitement on which they had lived for many hours.
Had they done so it is safe to say that they would never had proposed the two-mile race to the post office nor tormented Beverly for being "no sort of a sport," and "scared to back her painted plug against their thoroughbreds." They were honorable lads and would have felt honor-bound to respect Mrs. Ashby's wishes.
"It shall be my pleasure to teach you in return for instructions I am to have. I have tried to teach your excellent guard one phase of the game. He has not profited, I fear. He has been blind enough to pick a losing hand in spite of my advice. It is the game of hearts." Beverly could not but understand. She shrank away with a shudder. Her wits did not desert her, however.
Dangloss was at a loss for the meaning of the general smile that went around. "It is quite personal and of no consequence. What do you know of him? My curiosity is aroused. Now, be quiet, Beverly; you are as eager to know as the rest of us." "Well, your highness, I may as well confess that the man is a puzzle to me. He comes here a vagabond, but he certainly does not act like one.
He was quick to note the unusual cordiality of her smile, and was curious as to its motive, for Loria knew that Lady Gardiner was one of the few women who never act without one; and he had been fully aware that she did not favour his cause with Virginia Beverly. "Has something in this window caught your fancy?" he inquired, stopping and joining her.
I think it is up to him to clear away the mystery." "No!" cried Beverly, starting to her feet. "It seems to be the only way," said Lorry. "But I promised him that no questions should be asked," said Beverly, almost tearfully but quite resolutely. "Didn't I, yet your highness?" "Alas, yes!" said the princess, with a pathetic little smile of resignation, but with loyalty in the clasp of her hand.
To the House of Representatives of the United States: I herewith transmit to the House of Representatives a report of the Secretary of the Navy, together with the proceedings of a court-martial lately held at Norfolk for the trial of Lieutenant Beverly Kennon, as requested by a resolution of the House bearing date the 25th of April, 1824. WASHINGTON, May 18, 1824.
And, dear me, he is so impulsive! If he had asked me to jump over the balcony rail with him last night, I believe I would have done it. Wouldn't that have surprised old Marlanx?" Beverly gave a merry laugh. The troubles of the morning seemed to fade away under the warmth of her humor. Yetive sat back and marvelled at the manner in which this blithe young American cast out the "blue devils."
Letters sent home by the boys and those Beverly wrote to her mother were the seeds sown which the three hoped would later start the "something doing." Meanwhile Beverly chafed under the restraint, and such chafing generally leads to some sort of an outbreak. It was Wednesday afternoon, October twenty-ninth, and riding-lesson day.
"I'm not sorry John Mayrant did it!" I brought out his name with due emphasis. "All the same," Beverly was beginning, when the automobile returned rapidly upon us, and, guessing the cause of this, he waved the parasol. Charley descended to get it an unnecessary act, prompted, I suppose, by the sudden relief of finding that it was not lost. He made his thanks marked.
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