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TR 91s fi ‘1 & LT er aR me rday. September 12. [The Crims OOHODODDODOOOOO OOHODDODDOHOET 6:5. 6HHOHVON on Win —— " = A Complete Novel Each Week In The Evening World g The Story of the FRANCO-PRUSSIAN war BY Fi. C. Chatfield Taylor TIE bead td Setar sto YOOX YOOOOOO yOOOOOS: YOO OO, JOU UO0000, YOK She felt pain in ber wrist, but she “You bewitching creature,” Hurrledly she buttoned the 4i nese, tl the jingle ever took her off him. “Ridi- cried, afraid that he might awake and soldiers ewane _ cule,” she thought; “the weapon a “Listen,” she sald, with one at understand. Konan ‘worst ht be- By Arrangement With Duffield & Oo, before him purified—must he wage (Copyright, 1908, by Herbert 8. Stowe & On) ew fight and this time with love?” i Gims tadete ven tem Wineia, 0 cette of CHAPTER XX. — parries the france-tireurs in the She took the candle and went over CHAPTER XX. .* looned H jooked yond, “I can tolerate a jealous man to the bureau. In the mirror she saw tweet oman i os woe, 2S ome The Face at the Window. and ‘wane hotel Lvadty > Zbut not & brigand. Send those fel- her pale face, and shudder ng. she The Rendezvous. Pe Ree, 0 Pronch cirt, Wer to doctored between got Lhe Mansi qNow the stpsy pleads for her lover ba gy Sa crossed his face. “Sometimes ene seat ton fearhe i HE unlane march at ag Ly fT Saat cic Cane ee pen WS Fen net made up for wan trick to eave your lov- matters not, you will belong to me.” Lede Met os Crown Prince, Leediag © column passed wig ere life.” o franc-tireur to foes A erne dascomant of Fred car might leave the iittle white tonrembling, emiting and afirs che © ite will think that I betrayed Bim. right? Is it just?® She bent her head ‘Darblay. “I have som comee Uniwis's command, tat, aided ty Foom, though he could not back to form a broad collar, He man'who gorse garner vee * © And eld out her trembling hands; from Yvette.” D’ ‘ “Maretic, Latwig cosy, A battle ts fought, @e back to the clamor of caught the gleam of her whi sneered. ‘TH wound, but praying she secmed to °74 & Prussian lieutenaat bolding famiting in 0 French defeat, Ledwig discover? war, Ee will be invalided, Marguer- and as her hair fell loose upon her get! ‘and then”= see dimly’ lighted church where the hand of @ pretty girl beneath ‘Mumestle shout to be chet with other prisones shoulders in a was giinting mass bet imiy tig! = + te Whe casts where the est French ctsnd wus ‘10 thought, and on his way to Ger- he saw her beautiful beside him tn & ber heart stood Still In" the Fico” vesond the sbiaking “st: , ‘ muta, cod which Marlo bed tnieed. Me many he will etop at a chateau in the night of wonderful brilliance—daw ks to me of love and im tO nitar Seine Mare” Mamdaicne bare, “Xvette would sell her eon! to te | cores her, Tee Crows Prince oniew Mereeiie’) forests of the Vosges. her curving lipe—her fathomless eyes same breath of murder. The man bas : by angele. “Venes, vones, 4@vil, but not to a Prussian, ” BB | Sih atic te the French tes ast decent "When the doctor left she waited in Th eianee that wet hie pulses T'm not a Borgia.” Tol que Andere came the’ voices laughed. ie Poy ‘mataal love, the aes Ga tae the doorway listening to the rumbling “Well, Monsieur le eoslerat, shall = you kn: i) » Log orn her outstretched arm “Therefore,” said the franc-tiremyy Witnemes the Dette ot Baden, lnedvewrtentty of his gig upon the highway. For a riage oe With the pleco; shall it be ehe oried, the gleam of a tarrible "Sah, wint atonement can f maka “It must be true.” i — within the French lines be te fired wn time she stood, afraid to move, and pa ge ag threw her arms prescience in her eyes. ghe thought, “except in death?’ ‘The air of the cabaret was Genes wounded, Ho . nureed to ane w dlowly a temptation atered. her. villain, villain, “He all Rave O Catal,” Be Growted. “Marguerite,” she heard him = with smoke. At the tables set mem= | the cotbeech of wer, had met and fallen to lore Closing her eyes she saw @ room maiden prays,” she whispered close %, by the euthertiies,” een Gea ooee ee nee had bers of D'Arbiay’s band in the gulsp with him, end whose afvenem he bed dis with gilded chairs and damask cur- fees, face, fier breath came flutter. Then 1 must be tried as well,” ehe fore the mirror with hands out- of village idiers, Arms and soset+ || Sean, Sooo cece ain nota tao Be bt is Pay Waa astchide a movant ee anereed ra suse steht tennis ay at conned —_ — he stood behind her he stooped Rent swept through him but, like ae ib cocaine te eee 1 wee tre, me rene a et gn — gre Bebra Pte there” took her in bis arms, and it drowning man, he fought to breast uree. I deserted w .* CHAPTER XIX. evomed as it thelr souls were laid <De You, tn don’t age through oat.” You must arreat Me, (Or Fee Te net nas aerate dhe vite thought, than under the noses of the (Continved.) bare. But the image of purity she Bein fool inlbariactd you talk to me of love. Alles vous Jago,” she said, fastening her tumbled ublane? ou . hi that he mig « Prussian’ One Play Kopel teil A aes a ee hag gd =, i tke omy. ooo awn ene oeenee poe acauamt both her bands and "He raleed himself upon bia sound wuipend. ee LBA! me the o fragmen: olay. rf into her face. DB asked muddeniy. “wnat fertple of a pagan goddess stood an Take cara’ he roa Te” TIE T gould belleve you're not triok- "An, you, I remember.” be fare | oney At the sian Cony By Oy a made you go with Vinoy’s “0 of flesh and blood. “What! More opera boufter’ ana !g me. mured, rubbing his eyes vaguely, “the tatn, teh “Ah, no,” she thought. “I have she rattled the sword by his side and 1 ever broken my word?” she uhians.” “sufficient unto the day,” mused rae ieee = Lp tomple before and 1 know eang in a taunting way: ne searching bis face for a ray of She came and stood beside him. D'Arblay, as he filled his gins, °F 2 new sense {he feveriah rites, Better the image, Piped gardilarge lll ood He felt the futter of her hand ta took intorhis questioning eve “ine am content to walt, Perhaps my tae aa ind ime away ang YoNd my reach, 7m © Pedestal be- be Crick wheelies (oyttlt Honsenee” niesaw a look which sent the warm peasant was a franc-tireur.” will coma” ‘ Bbe turne eyes away “Marguerite,” she heard him ocall- Ghe saw them Leyenda 1 toe nee. blood th his veins. ‘A franc-tireur,” he exclaimed, for “The men are satisfied, I hope,” Be looked through the window toward ing trom the other yond in the night— "voy that some day I should her tone rose menacing om that word. room. the bleak hills. now shadowy in the “Yes, chert,” she answered, and dusk of evening. went to him. “You guessed the truth the night — the doctor say?” he ‘We met,” she sald. “He was a poet,and That when Pruset whan he touched his lyre my soul was passes”—— But she could not ene, thrilled) He spent a summer here in He took her hand. “Marguerite, dear,” he sai the Ardennes, and when he left be uid only find th a ee ved rascals fingering 9), t aid after a moment. ' thei; a long to you. Ab, can't you be gem- Her thought was to make him realise id aie Pe ualaee nerre wna Qroust" the danger, but not for all the world The franc-tireur leisurely rolled @ pee eee with a madanetig le “And if I should be generous?” be should he know her sacrifice. cigarette. “A napoleon apiece aad eaid, blind to all but her beauty. “A friend who came te warn me,” brandy,” he grinned, “Walt,” she said in a dry, Jow veloe .,"The Prussians are {a the village" sno wept on quickly. “They bad “It’s better than a dead Prussias,” “Let me ask one question.” ghe said in a low, measured volce~ watched the h 4 had seen me tnket Mea “Well,” he answered with shrug, “A Word to,them that a wounded off: Tithe ‘door when the doctor came, so D-AFblay continued, thinking of Mage iy} half afraid to meet her eyes, for ali °*r{s here.” the ruse of my iliness made them Suwerite’s words. a j ana Could e words to the passion of his fery nature trem- “Tt 19 treason,” he muttered. “My 4 to-night— Lud “Bo is & prett: om ST Grama sect some tree “Sarl on, tater ies ams Bisa/ thro, hm, the pant bassion, MA et ee gg very te thes inne hed ot comes" 0 ania the rane tre ne me an opening on the stage. But a “Please dont try!” The sunlight “You knew when I brought him ‘#cal In the Ardennos Brandy and he felt his fase fixed upon her. | He resented the feliow’s tmpudenes post must have new strings for hie Caught her | erie face and glistened here; why 4i@ you wait until to- Bush money are better than a deed witn'a quick litte laugm, “A handful SS ee See we ae ight?" lyre, and when the end came 1 went Wot since that night in the twilight WD ta week ts an bugies in, He looked tong and searchingty tnto Of Frusslans come, and they scuttle son, ‘The man was the twost Bt om living somehow. I won my little tri- had they spoken of themselves; but the village sounded Ahe beautiful Der face, but her eyes did not waver {0 thelr ho offerte ete charecter in tl = wmph in the only arena open to @ if be did not speak it was be. se note of “Tattoo” eottly the night trom his. they are peaceful peasants—to-mor- knew that he had a woman when she has picked herself be understood. (W2TDIGLGHLHHHIIOOHITHHHGOOOOOOOHOOOIHIW/OO“I|OGHIOGOG OM on the night Sky, Marguerite.” he erted, “it 1 FoW they will ahoot some lone eou- will, so, ‘ ‘stunned and bruised, but my soul , 8B¢ stood for a moment by the win- i es "To let you hear those Prussian @!4 not love youl” Fier from behind a hedge, Prussian ; 1d dow and her eyes wandered beyond Jacket over a peasant’s blouse; a re- bugies,”. he answered with « laugh She turned toward the cottage ‘But the friend who warned you i g i i to the forest of Avaux. managed to hold back the tears “If the Prussians would only words she dared not speak, ©ome,” she sigh volver wae stuck in his belt and @ which stood white and shadowy %@,saked. use sword bung at his side, One by one pe bei eo Hae tee reer on birt, rhea Fis aM a dieu, Pag edd = “Am I such a burden that you can- bi she saw his francs-tireurs step trom | “o the revenge was for me? she 7 whall Aad ve theres Ne FOMe yer 'so I sent him to the vill not walt?” The aang raion trom him: yet wheu behind the trees, their rifles glimmer. (Maid quickly, her and — “If T could believe." “Ab, Marguerite,” he io ia Wa whee Geo ly over be looked beyond the bills and ae oe rag fd potnt. OMMENE Ber arm. ; sak ensaeee ny TOR” me le, pg A ie pt I ve, ; * ¥ nl @ single st e ger ‘ou have ja the rol Tor 7 already bankru; “ readesvous, eald wD friends oe “The Ln tha be repeated ri ae yr repeated, “with but ing toward his men, and he grinned ba ree ag Pee ad CHAPTER XXI. eyes ag m e knowing look. he “ are in the pool of Avauz.” 5 fearfully. ‘onse as @ swordsman before an le stant, yet something she must have The thought of Marguerit : the window, and somehow tbe | -well"ie aaked, "what ia that to embling, throbbing all aver invan Half deflagt, halt terrifed, she S4versary, she watched him, for she 7 Oblige. aay lent be divine tenets wanted ace sae “ne he te away vine \. wat ublan 7 ecstacy of mingled joy and thankful. watched bim with a steady, narrow- conquer or fail. HE stopped at the door of “Ah, would the Prussians never the x ont vee fuule face. “ tty wait odor . “One evening when the doctor left “Ludwig,” she said, looking up at om So the torture ts for met™ she sald. S the cottage to listen. ‘The comet she thought. Beaten out of The Prussian ise hag J at eufe i Hi : F I if if | Eaftly ESSE gs Ht ga E f i 1 ; H i ‘eyes, “The fool t# still hiding behind his eon you remembered a pack y teadil * threats, I * but abe trembled at xs Se ‘happiness is Gut the habit. ber daring. i dark, hare face that ake feared ene te a ” A al ohe until e darkn: of 4 Moca ber eaicst dy nis “He need-hide no longer, ma chere. stood to lose all, or more than all she mand Lowy beret % metered com Bees tes tise ot hares walking, the lot a. Unusual way for @ doctor hands and kissed her trembling lips. He has waited patiently and bis time had won by her boldness. thea tatepe tinkle of She remained a ang niopere’, bas come.” “I could have settled my score with dead leaves. For a time she stood jong while in the doorway—until she <But if they abould know that you “Bhe will understand.” . In the shadowy light she saw the 5m you, my very atill with a hand upon Ber knew that he stood beside her, thout king of oo! als. i ins tl g j I i tr see E 4 5 j q i i { Hi S a t | but for ra 8 feeling of dread crept am gram that she may!” be set smile which neither grew nor Beauty,” and hs laughed « low la breast thin! it ob prison tnetend of Ger- For a while they stood watching faded, but seemed cast upon his lips, A woman lees brave would have Sh $ many.” he the dim stare wake. He saw the ‘Well, what is the fool's revenge?” Siven up the contest. But be tt He felt in that moment that grace: of her little head with its ehe answered with an attempt at Colorless face showed she knew what but she heard bis gentle breathing could not leave her; gratitude, love— m ewe: breaking beauty, and a keen he had to fear, though her heart wan H sheath knife “You can’t frighten me” he laugh- pains lnrough' him for he Seuredty out, © Gtep, tide of despair and knew that he lay asleep. though he dared not think the word— 4, “for even france-tireurs would not thought of the time when he parted “When the francs-tireurs of t! sick with downright terror, biou * . a ‘her grounds ne ane Reld "she lighted o candle and drew a All her sweet nature seemed to hold Dicuss. abe tothe harm a defenseless, wounded man.” from Marcelle. t “Liamour oblige,” he had whi Gennes find @ Prussian in hidin, capable might ir! i [; i E ? 5 Ar t : i “As for me, Monsieur.” she said, chair buside the bed. She was eee eet oa Marguerite 0, too—then one less too bd red are apt to suspect him of being a spy !0oklng up at him with @ taunting of but one wish, and she sobbed, ‘eyes brimmed over he France and the gold pleces for Tacqusp M for him to understand, and in time then. Through the night Ne heard on Y er) amile, “T acknowledge you are de- Resales But his Tellier.” x bard to oe to believe they ware un- tho Ubian busies in the ‘iliage. courterevartien® Tuople much About Voted beyond my fondest dreams. Father than breathed, it agin and could say pothing more with his dry Tt J 1, sonar he aratngs t [i i Fi i é : i 3 H a z j 5 rE i¢ Me ! i j i F “ white face and God, for Marcelle.” he “He spoke with sarcasm, but in his “Devoted?” be answered between again—only to die! For a few mo- |Ps. She raised ber the absinthe in his glass; while ask Weck went by. He grew stronger thought | “It is the only way. But eyes abe saw & look of craft and Dis teeth. ments she had lived tn paradise; then "chan pay La Dame aux Cametinn calmed the angry Prussian with ferooe’ the room: ‘but his arm ‘hung tal her of Marguerite Claires F'be: eNO Like a, caught, animal whe | “Yee, and fealoun Paul DADA, she hed been dragged down to 4or- and Armand fil come to Parle and DOG) tla bearded cheak, be . - wi "e r and a fool into io in q eo ir unm helpless in @ sling and it would be leve she will understand.” Impotence overcame ber. ‘The catas: you fancy I'am in love. with this ments, netther seeing why auch tor. Sit in the stalle: when the Rouse 8P~ ing’through the village: streat trembling. peolebe re before he'could regain tts use cali te ett came ad bugle tropke that overhung Ludwig, the Prussian,” she hesitated. “Mon Dieu, ture had been hers, nor reasoning, haps he will understand.” shadow of the house walls, bag penny - 4 Ranke! ount! = Break fate so treacherously prepared for {f you knew women better.” but knowing only that love had — He could not leave her without a {H@ highway. Hearing D’Arbiay’s tp rit nt e Dose gy Bae Bese Marguerite raised her to nie Dim. confused her brain almost to d Sacre! Not in love with Bim: itted her above this 4, al word—-he could not deny the beauti. Sead he walked upon the grass Ems when rite that ‘this’ Very” boldness 824.8 delicate fre stole up to pure LiUM., In Wgbtning fashes of ber another trick”— But bis eyes de- Y ful love he confessed to his inmost ‘M?,foad and kept behind the trees. _ met, and Would disarm suapiolon. ee* there unreproved.~ ieee ag pai. Leavin te to hands of these vay Paul,” she sald, steal: Toe an ge ane —_—! ool, vous. he thoeeht obey ane ee “But the vill ust know you | “Ludwig,” she sald, “until to-night Duttnromte tt noe filled yes J me Tey were own, for even “Marguerite,” he oried trembting, We eM mg Rave 6 patient,” she eald. 79° 1 belleve f’have never lived.” helplosonesa, Bie trove te tink, to full une hee Tao Toe ike noOnHEDE should never understand, They had “though I break @ thousand prom- Teli, woreqouls por, for Jaa her tee" — ” helplessness. She strove to think, to full upon her, “do I act like a woman 3 “Mi tient i She waited, awed by the luxury of been the dn! ” > a y patient is Marguerite Clairon, ry Of calculate the chances, to invent some in love? Have I shed one tear or 'y real moments of miserable girt turned Bim a bar rips papas oy unt Be) : sé s ’ i i ag i bli i tke i i f Ee E ! i E 3 t i t i : i epeak and she lies ill of small-pox con- the sacrifice she had made, until at ’ true m te—ell The ghe whispered ‘racted in the hospital where ahe was the window she saw a face. wohne oe yrusslana” she thought, for pages Gee Find the sight of mon pega falsehood, deliri se toned sae, Teached the cottage among thi ber,’ Bureing wounded soldiers.” ‘The man's cap was drawn low over “scarce a kilometre away.” Her heart your men? If you carry out your ‘°™ um, n't,” she pleaded, “Yion't spol! When he saw him enter’ hi “A second Vidocg for artifice,” she his eyes, but she saw the ashen cheeks, great jump, then seomed to plans to murder a defenseless, wound- *™ptiness. the memory of that night. among the shrubs beside the doog. dim. fhe retreating chin with the pointed {ii—for before her quivering ed man in cold blood—I shall loathe Sbe gased at the sleeping soldier , Them turning, she went to the wait and drew from beneath 7 “I can drive up in comfort,” be beard. tho amile on the set lips, and eyes were D’Arblaf's ruffiana, with you as T should any other brute, but and to her he seemed the symbol of Duress. and he saw her open ® drawer blouse « knife. chuckled, ‘without scratching my fear th every fibre of her body. their rifles gleaming in the night. I can excuse your following me from her faith, she had locked and take from among Mon dieu,” he thought as he Site hands on the thorns; meanwhile the | White and rigid asa thing of mar- Mercy! The man knew not the qual- Paris—excuse your foolish threats of [Awaits 4 4 MAm with the courage the trinkets hidden there ® bow of gered the blade, “there'll be one finisbed, “because prieste and old women are praying ble she watched the face at the win: Te or ARI Ott bea baa one olners avenge because 1 believe you “are to alts, ihe thought. "Yet. if bis ribbon she had found next his heart Fascal in France—eo I do here sey 1 A mathe: courage drew m tl . Yet lo not loe.”* . ‘The Doctor never spoke to Ludwig the curtain quickly. Lili able polnt—his passion for her, Time Jere ME him.’ she whispered; "oo Bim and laugh. But it ie the oaly wound. When D'Arblay left the cabaret mp except professionally, To save & ‘Why did you do that? Ludwig at her glance, but dared she hope? why play opera bouffe?” pt A rest is contradiction, She saw nothing with her @im hurried through the village street Un- doctor says you will not be wounded man's life was @ duty, t0 eeked, for he ne - C3 “the He loves her. in bis tempestuous bypocrisy, misery. Yes, and for the eyes. She could only motion with tn he reached the highwa stretoh- Keep a charmaiig woman's secret was rur st geen the Franc” se comedienne anditt fail—tragedy.” way-loved her because ebe had been DCMU Of mene world of women hor itps Dut she held out her hand {ng pale between two rows of povlare, @ delight—but talk to a Prussiani— = “Ludwig,” ah . pt unylelding. must suffer,” ai look it—a bow of scarlet He to listen, but man Bom de Dieu, that was treason, weak, remember, and yoe meat Peet, nee a Yer cclgae, Dut she crepe Univou must think Tam very credu- | he bent her head and kissed bis ribbon stained with blood, and in who folldwed ‘Gali’ honetedte When he bad gone Marguerite told I am going to send word to the Prus- her dress and her breath fanned his lous,” he sald, “but T have not forgot- forehead, afraid lest he awake. that moment shame arose,» knight- the grass beside the road and parent will relent and the ou Ludwig the story and together they slans you are here. Promise me you fave. ten that you fled from Parts on ao- “Dear,” she whispered, “we know errant to rescue his love for Mar- within the shadow of the trees; Fe fall upon @ beautiful dramal” laughed at the priests and old women, shall not leave this room until I re- "Really, Paul D'Arblay,” she said, count of thia Prussian and that you that they are wrong. we 4, he hastened on. Marguerite?” ‘Then one day at nightfall they beard turn.” Her eyes did not wa’ from looking up at him with insinuating nursed him back to life.”” Trembling, the girl pored over his His life passed before him with ite It was a atill night of to the vaudevilies ‘he biare of trumpets down the high- his glance, but in the dim light he did eyes, “you have missed your calling; | “I did love him,” she answered in a face, and at last the words she feared struggios and pitfalls; he thought of radiance ‘with the moon banging go back way toward the South. not see the look of terror in her pale, you should been a baritone. tone of ennui, “but woman can to speak dragged out of her. “And the faith which had guided him from tn the spangled sky above; the without the one brief “Prussian cavalry he ond, quivering faco, eth basitonel” he repeated in amase- change her mind, can’ he? Mon because 1 am not worthy she Will afar—iike the ‘single star which air tingted ‘and his coward “B80 soon! So soon! whispered. “But, Marguerite,” hi rt Neu, but you are 1e can offer.” je mou rol faster at the t! thought that she had sald He saw the look of her sta:tled must not Proto the Silensebiane, beg 3 her, @ baritone in opera He saw the look of the temptress She paused, and in that moment it his own will or an inheritance from Marcnecites auty, ee tee tae : °. 4 her 076%, heard the quickened play of ber and at night.” Dou eee ttc low laugh 8nd stood there enraptured. seemed as if destiny were bealde her that atrange sect—hia mother’s peo- of triumph. her cheeks burned an breath, caught her band and held it _“I_saw at tho window a peasant pours: and her ithe 00 “Te you understood women,” she awaiting an answer, le? He could not answer aor could At last beside the road a cottage ped. “But I am not in the close. whom I know,” she said, “He will trembled w Ouse. ‘ sll en brows murmured. Within the narrow prison of her he understand the mystery of a dual stood w@ite in the silver night. He "abe continued quickly, “The | “I shall never forget wha Hees Fay meaenge. nea eh caarauertte’ ected Sremae Peart ye bine ond Gerttying tove ned lors, dletinet but pare of bimoett,_ says ght in the window. Hla a7eg a ” . . “Fichtre, 7 ani pe te broad comedy and the fret she drew ber band away and touched 1 to hia lip Take care, Marguerite” he muty iaughed. “It te one thing to love @ torn away and for a few short mo- —when he might have wavered Mar- of flerce gladness, for he knw thot have to sesroh for a more con- brushed back the tears. 0d, give me courage, en Re pemroee Sol wel ,Prussian—but a alck ‘one—oh, manta she, nes been free. Now st guerite Clairon pointed the way—so she had kept her promise. The door " dared look she stood by the as she went out Into the phi ja-Ia.’ a ry o ha facie play, Marguerite,” he beautiful in the dying light. On the z he bestowed willingly the homage of stood partly open and he enti raiv7et an, Impressive baritone vos He caw her ¢ ‘arry bright bondage, and again the walls were his heart. A poor return it seemed the little white room beside the nef a reath, “and you shall the white robes of a saint.” yeu 80 were Ubl: none : bled with a throbbing fire. there to crush her. “Is there no es- for all sho had given him. In his @ candle burned. a CHAPTER XX. shudder, Aad foes oma. she Bi. ag er vou, Marguerite,” be cried. cape?” she cried out in her misery. inmost thoughts he scemed to stand “Marguerite.” he whispered, gazed for a moment through the n't, Marguerite,” he cried. “Don't The Tiger’s Claws. rearing have planned,” she went “T love you!” “Must I live amid the lights and mir alone with all the world arrayed hearing no ‘an w. Night had fallen while they think that I do not cara” He went ic on after she had raised her eyes to His words gave her heart beats & rors to the end?” against him. Had his life been @ through the door she had left ajay talking and the moon hung large and stood beside her. ARGUERITE passed into the his and lowered them gently, after tune of joy, The price! she thought. She wus white except her lips, The failure?) Had he fought in vain for In the alcove beside the table allvery through an opening in the “Ab, Ludwig, I know the moment Yi The stars were thickly spread must come, but it has seemed vague the sapppire, blue above. and far off—like death.” garden and stood among her lips had smiled half parted. me knew she should give her life moon hung low and its pale glow a false ideal? Ho dared not answer, the taper burned he saw the a “ it should be true,” she ‘The sun was fading behind the hills t, “and we were to go away to- as be gazed at the passing squadron, Hew f cause I don't love a Prussian it does Ludwig with wide, tearless eyee—it he watched her pathetic beauty, but White face upon the pillow with moment of happiness for me the ‘splendid chargers, he shining ing danger. The air was peritone villiin, holds titroats eur: not follow that T love tigere—or bari- seemed pain was no more for beri his dumb lips would not speak.” emile supremely swest—a” look e~then misery for both. arma, the soldier faces ruddy in the sweet with country vapors; fleecy round the bower where the gipsy tones,” she added in a playful way. 4 suffered too much, Deadened by the suffering of her bappiness in the motionless open eyes. f li E gE Eg E i i F : | gre HH bG 38 i ety i a4) 25. gee E i EE 2 3 E li 5 E Bi, 5 ze Bg He 5 2 = 3 i rr ladly. came through the window and lighted Marcelle alone could fudge. flicker of moonlight came throu; the shadowy vines with her gteaie’ on im the moonlight disruised “Wait, Monsieur,” she maid when he her bowed head. He heard the steps of the whlan window and beneath: the. glee ears strained for the com- as fierce brigands. Their chief, the tried to take her in his arms. “Be- Motionloss and cold she gased at horses come nearer in the night and folds of her reddish hair he sa 5 “No,” her lips said at last. “There crimson light. aD | exacting, ul D'Arblay.” will go back to the gray cha- mute love sho fingered the trinketa in “Marguerite,” he called. She Qt but one play and one ending.” TAI ther men care for but love” clouds hung motionless above the maiden Rurese her ter lover “And ado . he murmured and the curtain will fall upon the open drawor before her, until she not answer. He ran to the Dedeie He looked up suddenly. he said, ‘an afterthought ‘res, the winds were still and the cold and her heart the autiful war play.” Suddenly touched a chemist's phial, and won- with outstretched arms and a face he growled, his blood afire Her hands we ger. “Stop, I tell you; this is throbbed, but she made a bold play her eyes filed with tears and the dered if her heart had the patience to erly flushed, but a cry of horror It was a night no time for badinage. You are con- of the role she was acting. huge drops fell unheeded. “And he live out its span of misery. Too wouk started from his lips and he drew g wounded soldiers," #he will never know,” she thought. to put aside the thought of peace, she back shuddering. In the light whieh white and beautiful beneath the with most of them. pale fire of the moon kindled her face jed masses of ber at and be ‘i “There is nothing in the world but and her shining bal re ‘ @ombered a mo mn 6 cried impulsively. “Fame, re to “Nural stood before a mirror—watch! Money—they are nothing, po, (2 Which to dream away the world, cealing 9 Prussian spy, 1 am he said. “Very romantic in novele—but She could see 't rden, the still held the pinkish fluid to the light, flowed through the window he saw eyes with their curling lash but it was a dirge her heart drummed “‘wprayo!” she cried, clapping her when they are peevish and ting, clouds motionless the trees, the then, shudderin, put the phial in that she was dead. Upon the table brows. How gentle her face And in that moment her eyes bu + out, as a footfall rustied the dead hands. “Bravo! You have rehearsed give me Paul D’Arblay, @ rifles in the misty light—see the glit- the drawer, afr: t he had seen. beside the bed he saw a chemist’s Bad grown since then, he thought. through him, and he saw @ woman's jeaves and D'Arblay came toward your part superbly—now I will listen with a mauvais sujet like you,” ter of D’Arblay’e eyes—the emile of Hut a feeling of reat st 8 phial with blood-red label and near Yes, he bad breathed the scented imprisoned passion. ber, glancing from side to side while you sing @ solo—about revenge.” she turned her lips up toward him, bie thick lips, it did that night in the silent ohurc! it lay a ja locket. Clasped in that night, and with @ courage “Shall we write the play?’ he whis- i “By God, Marguerite,” he shouted, but when he tried to kiss her-a A low ory of pain started from and hod steadfastly through the death-white hands pressed tight . of despair beaten back a wild din the impulse of @ feeling he He wore a kep! low upon bis fore- uu ehall hold your tongue,” and he laumh and a lap of her Uttle hand. her; she caught at ber breast and window into the night. ber was a faded rose, fdoed of passion, But now she stood never th t would come. bead and a@ elesveleas aheop-akinB cloranes her arm and shook her, “Not till I'm sure.” touched the locket which hung there, “Halt,” came a voice from the dark- (The End) PHOODOODHOHOPGOODIOSOODODID: POOPTDODOODDODIOHOSHSDHOODODOHTOD HD DVS LE fH HDOHDALDDOILDIOHOIDHDHHIDOHDIGOOODDODDDIDVIODHIGP DOODHPDOODOHEDDHOHLDDDA HOSDODODODDDIDHDOODOVOADHHHHDHOHHDOOO|HHDHHOHHNHL Mite tctzo| JOAN THURSDAY Strugitcs to Make Good as an Actress BY Louis Joseph Vance [sys tifa actu Complete Novel in THE EVENING WORLD Be *