Cynthia's Chauffeur

Book Excerpt: lord. When he arrives I shall write--Oh, here he is."Viscount Medenham descended leisurely and lit a cigarette. Dale, the stoic, folded his arms and looked fixedly at the press of vehicles passing the end of the street. Vivid memories of Lord Medenham's chivalrous courtesy--his lordship's dashed tomfoolery he called it--warned him that life was about to assume new interests.The boy messenger, summoned telephonically by a sympathetic maid-servant in a neighboring house, guessed...