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The Merry Widow By ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE COPYRIGHT. 1908, 'BY HENRY W. SAVAGE CHAPTER 111. The Garden Fete. mHE gardens of Mme. Sonia Sa dowa’s villa, just outside I’aris, were gayly decorated for a lawn fete. The grounds were dotted with laughing groups of bright ly dressed men and women, for Sonia bad particularly requested that all her Mursoviun guests wear their pictur esque native costume, and the result was a veritable kaleidoscopic carnival of color, a perfect riot of gorgeous hues and striking figures. Ambassador l’opoff, his long, lean figure draped in vivid green, was pac ing (lie alleys of the garden near the entrance gate, pausing nervously now and again to scan late arrivals in F( .eh of someone. At length he de scried (lie man ho sought. Nish was Just bustling into llie grounds, and the ambassador at once beckoned to him. “Now, then, Mr. Nish,’’ cried Popoff ns soon as the little clerk had sham bled within earshot, “I told you to bring Prince Danilo here and not to leave him for an Instant until”— “lie wouldn’t let. me stay,” explained Nish, "lie says he won’t come. He’s giving a party—if I may say so, a very gay”— “And for the sake of a lot of pleas ure seeking idlers the prince refuses to obey my orders and come to Mine, t&onla’s?” “Yes, your excellency. He positively refuses to come. And when 1 say ‘positively’ refuses I— Here he is now!” Danilo, resplendent in the uniform of a Mursovian captain of'hussars, stroll od nonchalantly forward, with a care less nod that quite ignored the ambas sador's glare of reproof at his late ness. “I understand, prince,” began I’opofC coldly, "that you positively refused to obey my”— "So 1 did, so 1 did,” assented Danila cheerfully. “But at the lust moment I changed uiy mind and my clothes, and here 1 am. I've postponed my party for an hour or so. You see, 1 remem bered my promise to help you scure away from the widow any Frenchman who seemed Inclined to make love to her. That’s why I came.” “Good!” approved I’opott, rubbing his hands gleefully. “Very good! And where do you expect to begin?” “With the most dangerous suitor Who Is he?” , "Well,” replied Popoft confidentially, “I’ve had my eye on her, and it seems to me that l)e Jolidon”— “I>e Jolidon!” exclaimed Panllo “Impossible!” “Why Impossible, pray? I think I have as good eyes as any man. I think, sir, 1 can detect love when I see It. And from the way De Jolidon looks at the widow -why, man, 1 don’t know a single thing that doesn't point toward his being in love with her. If”— “If I may say so, your excellency,” put in Nish, shuttling nervously, “I think I could tell you of a ‘single’ thing, or. rather,” he added, chuckling, "when 1 say ’single’ 1 mean ‘ranfried.’” “Mr. Nish,” interrupted Popoff, “if you can stop wriggling around like an Inebriated eeutiped long enough to talk plainly, will you do me the honor to put ymiv blitherings into plain words?” excellency,” stunm'ervd Nisb, "1 happen to know M. de .Toll don is already bead over heels in love with a lady who has a husband. He” — “Mr. Nish.” thundered Popoff. "you are demeaning yourself to the con* temptible act of talking scandal! Are you aware of that, Mr. Nish? If so, go ou talking it and tell me who she is.” “You fool!” whispered Daniio in Nish's ear. “Everybody but the am bassador himself knows it is iltne. Popofr whom 'De .Tolidou loves. Be careful!” “Well, Mr. Nish,” repeated Popoff majestically as he eyed the squirming clerk with lofty majesty, “I’m wait ing to hear the name of the lady that Dc Jolidou is in love with.” “He—he neglected to tell me. your excellency," sputtered Nish. "Then,” decided the ambassador, "I shall discover her by diplomatic means, and when 1 find who she is she shall use her Influence to lure De Jolidou away from the widow. Prince, will you help me in this?” “Leave it all to me.” suggested Da niio, with startling wdllngues*._^Don’t try to learn her identity yourself. Let roe attend to the whole matter.” “All right,” consented Popoff. “It will be a good lesson in diplomacy for you. Perhaps I can put you on the right track.” The ambassador drew an ivory fan from ills pocket. “Last night at the embassy ball,” said he, “Nova Kovitch, who used to be one of my attaches, brought me this. He was crazy with jealousy. He’d just picked up the fan; said it was ids wife’s and that some man had Written ‘I love you’ on one of the sticks. He was going home to beat his wife and make her confess who the villain was when I persuaded my wife to save poor Mme. Nova Kovitch by pretending the fun was her own. Ah, but my wife is a bom diplomatist! Nova Kovitch was convinced, and I pocketed the fan for future reference.’’ Danilo took the trinket from Popoff’s hands and read the penciled inscrip tion. “Why,” he said on impulse, “this is De Jolidon’s handwriting! How does it happen that he”— “Then,” squealed Popoff in triumph, “|t is Mme. Nova Kovitch lie loves. The whole thing is absurdly simple when a brain like mine is brought to bear on it!” Delighted with his own astuteness, the ambassador pattered off to join the other guests, leaving Danilo, fan in hand, blankly facing the astounded lit tle clerk. s' —~' S ~y 1 y J 4) s0W J • r -f Vf i 4 /7< Hv / \\ Y\ f/\ ' '' \\\V-V _ v \ TNDISTIUCT PfiiNTl v 1 ' V by / V-y THE MERRY WIDOW. “Nish," ©fcterved the prtnqe, “do you suppose It’s possible De Jolidou can be in love with Mine. Nova Kovitch as well as with Mine. Popoff?” "Pd—l’d like to think so." murmured Nish as he started faithfully off in the wake of his chief. “I’d like to think so. It it would make it less exclusive, less of a monopoly. And to think his excellency never recoguized his own wife’s fau! Where ignorance is bliss why read up on divorce laws?" Laying the fan on a nearby table. I audio was turning away when a voice behind, him called mockingly: “Still in retreat? So you are afraid of me!” Whirling about, the prince faced Sonia. She was bewitchlngly pretty in the black and gold Marsoviau dress that snowed to fullest advantage every willowy line of her figure. “I’m not retreating.” he contradicted, “o. ly skirmishing in light cavalry fashion.” “And you are going away like that? Oh, you stupid man!” “I can't tell what you mean,” he an swered, puzzled. “And I shan’t tell what I mean,” she rejoined. “By the way,” she added, “how do you happen to be here? You declined my invitation.” “I’m here,” he replied bluntly, “be cause I’m making it my business to get rid of every Frenchman who shows signs of proposing to you.” “But why?” she asked in wonder. “For my own amusement; that’s all.” “You—you don’t happen to be in love with me yourself?” she asked, a tinge of wistfulness in the light mockery of her tone. “Certainly not!” he retorted, with suspicious promptitude. "You're very, very rude!” she re proved. “But since you don't love me you ought to be able to give me good advice about accepting a man I really want to marry.” “Oh!” growled Danilo, chagrined. "Then there is someone you want to marry ?” She nodded. “Whoever the man is, he's after your money,” he sneered. “No,” she contradicted. “He is not— not this one.” "You said all men were alike.” “This man is different. He loves me.” "Then marry him! What is it to me? Marry any one you want to.I don’t care. And I’ll dance at your wedding. I’ll dance till I wear holes through both my shoes.” “You silly boy!” she scoffed. “You’re jealous!” “Jealous?” he raged. “Jealous? I jealous? That’s a good one!" Words failed him, and he stalked •way to a nearby summer house, where he paused, lost in seeming con templation of the little building's archi tecture. The neglected fan lying on the table caught Sonia’s eye. She picked it up idly and opened it. The words “I love you” met her gaze. 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