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placed HQNEY- MJ(M 1 WLCKJUS MACG Retires CD. rhod: CHAPTER XI Continued. Nora, without relaxing tho false umllo, suddenly found emptiness in everything. "Sing!" said Herr Rosen. I am too tired. Some other time." Ho did not press her. Instead, he whispered in his own tongue: "You are tho most adorable woman in the world!" And Nora turned upon him a pair of eyes blank with astonishment It was as though Bho had been asleep and he had rudely awakened her. His Infatuation blinded him to the truth; he saw in tho look a feminine desire to throw tho others off the "track as to tho sentiment expressed in. his whispered words. The hour passed tolerably well. Herr Rosen then observed the time, rose and excused himself. He took tho steps leading abruptly down the terraco to tho carriage road. He had come by the other way, tho rambling stone stairs which began at tho por ter's lodge, back of the villa. "Padre," whospered Courtlandt, "I am going. Do not follow. I shall ex plain to you when we meet again." Tho padre signified that he under stood. Harrlgan protested vigorously, but smiling and shaking his head, Courtlandt went away. Nora ran to tho window. She could see Herr Rosen striding along, down tho winding road, his head in the air. Presently, from behind a cluster of mulberries, the figure of another man camo into view. He was going at a dog-trot, his hat settled at an angle that permitted the rain to beat square ly Into his face. The next turn in the road shut them both from sight. But Nora did not stir. Herr Rosen stopped and turned. "You called?" "Yea." Courtlandt had caught up with him just as Herr Rosen was about to open the gates. "Just a moment, Herr Rosen," with a hand upon the bars. "I shall not detain you long." There was studied Insolence in- the tones and the gestures which accom panied them. "He brief, if you please." - "My name is Edward Courtlandt, as -doubtless you have heard." In a large room it Is difficult to remember all the Introductions." "Precisely. .That is why I tako the liberty of recalling JUto you, bo that you will not forget'it," urbanely. A pause. Dark patches of water were spreading across their shoulders. Little rivulets ran down Courtlandt's arm, raised as it was against the bars. "I do not see how it may concern me," replied Herr Rosen Anally with an Insolence more marked than Court landt's. "In Paris wo met one night, at the stage entranco of the Opera. I pushed you aside, not knowing who you were, You had offered your services; tho door of Miss Harrigan's limousine." "It was you?" scowling. I apologize for that. Tomorrow morning you will leave Oellagglo for Varenna. Somewhere between nine and ten tho first train leaves for Milan." "Varenna! Milan!" "Exactly. You speak English as naturally and fluently as if you were born to the tongue. Thus, you will leave for Milan. What becomes of you after that is of no consequence to mo. Am I making myself clear?" "Verdampt! Do I believe my ears? furiously. "Are you telling me to leave Bellagglo tomorrow morning?" "As directly as I can." Herr Rosen's face became as red as his name. He was a brave young man, but there was danger of an act ive kind in tho blue eyes boring into Ills own. If It camo to a physical con test, ho realized that ho would get the worst of It. He put his hand to his throat; his very impotence was chok ing him. "Your Highness . , ." "IIJglineflBl" Herr Rosen stepped back. "Yen. Your IJIglinesB will readily m the wisdom of my concern for ywir hftBty departure when I add that I know nil about (ho llttlo Jiouho In VsrwtUkjr, Uint my knowlniJifo it - Ma QAMM 0m m&ttm 5 shared by tho chief of th Parisian pollco and tho minister of war. It you annoy Miss Harrlgan with your equivocal attentions . . ." "GottI ThlB Is too much!" "Walt! I urn strongor than you nro. Do not mako mo forco you to hear mo to tho end. You havo gono about this Intrlguo llko a blackguard, and that I know Your Highness not to bo. Tho matter Is, you are young, you havo always had your way, you havo not learnt restraint. Your presence hero is an Insult to Miss Harrlgan, and If sho was pleasant to you thin afternoon it was for my benoflt. If you do not go, I shall oxposo you." Courtlandt opened tho gate. "And if I rofuso?" "Why, in that caso, being tho Amer ican that I am, without any particular reverence for royalty or nobility, as it is known, I promlso to thrash you soundly tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, in tho dining room, in tho bureau, tho drawing room, wherever I may happen to find you." Courtlandt turned on his heel and hurried back to tho villa. Ho did not look over his shoulder. If ho had, ho might havo felt pity for tho young man who leaned heavily against tho gate, his burning faco pressed upon his rain soaked sleeve. Whon Courtlandt knocked at tho door and was admitted, ho apologized. "I camo back for my umbrella." "Umbrella!" exclaimed tho padre. "Why, wo had no umbrellas. We came up in a carriage which is probably waiting for us this very minute- by tho porter's lodge." "Well, I am certainly absent-minded!" "Absent-minded!" scoffed Abbott "You never forgot anything in all your life, unloss it was to go to bed. You wanted an excuso to corao back." "Any excuse would bo a good ono in that case. I think we'd bettor bo going, Padre. And by .tho way, Herr Rosen begged mo to present hla ro grets, He Is leaving Bellagglo In tho morning." Nora turned her face onco more to tho window. CHAPTER XII. The Ball at the Villa. "It is all very petty, my child," said the padre. "LIfo is mado up of bigger things; tho little ones should bo ig nored." To which Nora replied: "To a wom an the little things are everything; they are the daily routine, tho expect ed, the necessary things. What you call the big things in life are acci dents. And, oh! I havo pride." She "Your Hlghnessl" folded her arms across her heaving bosom; for the padre's directness this morning had stirred her deeply. "Wilfulness is called pride by some; and stubbornness. But you know, aa well as I do, that yours is resentment, anger, indignation. Yes, you havo pride, but it has not been brought into this affair. Pride is that within which prevents us from doing mean or sor did acts; and you could not do ono or tho other if you tried. The sentiment in you which should bo developed ii ... "Ib mercy?" "No; Justice, the patience to weigh the right or wrong of a thing." "Padre, I havo eyes, oyes; I saw." He twirled tho middle button of his cassock." Tho eyes seo and tho ears hear, but theso arc only witnesses, laying tho matter before the court of tho last resort, which Is tho mind. It i there we sift tho evidence." "Ho had the Insufforablo insolonco to. order Horr Rosen to Joave," going around tho barrlor of his well-ordered logic. "Ah! Now, how could ho Bend away Horr Roson if thut gontloinan bad really proforred to stay?" Nora looked confused, "Shall I tell you? I Bunpoctod; to I questioned hint hint night. Had I "boon In his plnco, I nhouhl havo chas tised Heir Rotion Instead of bidding him bo gouo. It was ho." "Positively. Tho tnon who guarded you woro two actors from ono of tho thoators. Ho did not como to Ver sailles becnuBo ho waB bolng watched. Ho was found nnd sent homo tho night boforo your release" "I'm eorry. But It waB so llko him." Tho pndro Bprcnd his hands. "What a way women havo of modifying elthor good or bad Impulses! It would havo boon lino of you to havo Btoppod when you said. you were sorry." "Padre, ono would bollovo that you had taken up hla dofonso!" "If I had I Bhould havo to Icavo it after today, I return to Romo tomor row and shall not boo you ogaln bo foro you go to America. I havo bid don good by to all savo you. My child, my laBt admonition Ib, bo patlont; ob sorvo; guard agaltiBt that ImpulBO born In your blood to movo haatlly, to form opinions without solid founda tions. Bo happy while you aro young, for old ago Is happy only In that re flected happiness of rccolloctlon. Wrlto to mo, hero. I return In No vember. Bcnodlclto?" smiling. Nora bowed her heard and ho put a hand upon It. Cclcsto stood bohlnd Abbott nnd studied his picture through half-closed, critical eyes. "You havo painted It over too many times." Then Bho looked down at tho shapely hoad. Ah, tho longing to put hor hands upon It, to run her fingcra through tho tousled hair, to touch It with hor lips! But no! "Perhaps you aro tired; perhaps you havo worked too hard. Why not put asldo your brushes for a week?" "I'vo a good mind to chuck It into tho lake. I simply can't paint any moro." Ho flung down tho brushes. "I'm a fool. Celeste, a fool. I'm crying for tho moon, that'a what tho matter is. What's tho ubo of beating about tho bush? You know as well as I do that It'e Nora." Her heart contracted, and for a llttlo whllo she could not seo him clearly. "But what earthly chanco havo I?" ho went on, innocently but ruthlessly. "No ono can help loving Nora." "No," in a Bmall voice. "It's all rot, this talk about affini ties. There's nlwaya somo poor devil left outside. But who can help loving Nora?" ho repeated. "Who indoed!" "And there's not the least chanco in tho world for mo." "You never can tell until you put It to tho test." "Do you think I have a chanco? Is it possible that Nora may caro a little for me?" Ho turned his head toward hor eagerly. ""Who knows?" She wanted him to havo it over with, to learn the truth that to Nora Harrlgan he would never bo moro than an amiable comrade. He would then have nono to turn to but her. What mattered It If her own heart ached so Bho might soothe tho hurt in his? Sho laid a hand upon his shoulder so lightly that he waa only dimly conaclous of the contact. "It's a rummy old world. Hero I'vo gono alone all theso years . . ." "Twenty-six!" smiling. "Well, that'6 a long tlmo. Never bothered my head about a woman. Selfish, perhaps. Had a good tlmo, camo and went as I pleased. And then I mot Nora." "Yes." "If only she'd been stand-offish, llko theso other singers, why, I'd have been all right today. But she's such a brick! She's such a good fellow! She treats us all alike; sings when we ask her to; always ready for a romp. Think of her making us all tako tho Knelp cure tho other night! And wo marched around the fountain singing 'Mary had a llttlo Iamb.' Barefooted in tho grass! When a man marries ho doesn't want a wife half so much as a good com rado; somebody to slap him on tho back In tho morning to hearten him up for tho day's work; and to cuddlo him up when ho comes homo tired, or disappointed, or unsuccessful. No matter what mood ho's in. Is my English getting away from you?" "No; I understand all you say." Her hand rested a trifle heavier upon his shoulder. "Nora would bo that kind of a wife. 'Honor, anger, valor, fire aa Steven son says. Hang tho plcturo; what am I going to do with it?" " 'Honor, anger, valor, flro,' " Celosto repeated slowly. "Yew, that is Nora." A bitter little smile moved her Hps as sho recalled tho happenings of tho last two days. But no; ho must find out for himself; ho must moot tho hurt from Nora, not from her. "How long, Abbott, havo you known your friend Mr. Courtlandt?" "Boys together," playing a light tat too with his maulstick. -How old is ho? "About thirty-two or three." "Ho Ib very rich?" "Oceans of money; thrown It away, but not fast enough to got rid of 1U" "Ho Is what you say In English . . . wild?" "Woll," with mock gravity, "I shouldn't llko to bo tho tlgor that croaocd his path. Wild; t hut's tho word for H." "You aro laughing, Ah, I know I I should Hay dln!i)utcd.',' "Courtlandt? Como, now, Colctc dooa ho look dtaolpatod?" "No-o." "Ho drlnke whon ho ohoonos, ho fllrta with a protty woman whon he chooses, ho smokes tho (Incut tobacco thoro In whoa ho chooses; ami ho Klvcn them all up whuu ho choonos. Ho Ib llko tho eoanonu; ho comeu una ho gooB, and nobody can change hla hahltu." "Ho 1ms hail no nffnlr?" "Why, Courtlamlt hasn't any heart It's n mechanical tluvlco to koop hla blood In circulation; that'll all. I am tho most Intimate friend ho him, nnd yet I know uo moro than you how ho lives and whoro ha goes." Sho let hor hand fall from his shoulder. Sho was glad that ho did not know. "But look!" alio cried In warning. Abbott looked, A womnn was coming ooronoly down tho path from tho wooded promontory, a womnn undonlably handsome In n codar-tlntcd linen dress, exquisitely fashioned, with n touch of vivid scar lot on hor hat nnd n moot tnntnllslug flash of ucarlut nnklo. It wuu Flora DcBlmono, fresh from hor morning bath and a substantial breakfast. Tho errand' that had brought her from Aix-loB-l)nlna was confessedly a merciful ono. But oho possessed tho drama tist's instinct to prolong a ttltuatlon. Thus, to mako her net of mercy seem Infinitely larger than It was, alio was dotcrmlncd first to cast tho Applo of Discord Into this charming corner of Edon. Tho Applo of Discord, as ovary man knows, Is tho only thing a woman can throw with any accuracy. The artist snntchod up hla brushes, and rulnod tho painting forthwith, for nil time. Tho foreground was, lu hli opinion, beyond redemption; so, with a savage humor, ho rapidly limned In a scoro of lmpostilblo trees, turned midday Into sunset, with a riot of col ors which would havo made tho Chi neso New Year In Canton n drub and sober ovent In comparison. He hated Flora Dcslmono, as all Nora's adher ents properly did, but with n hatred wholly roflcctivo and adapted to Nora's moods. " (TO DE CONTINUED.) CRADLE OF AMERICAN NATION That Brought Over on the Mayflower May Properly Be Given That Title. A tenement might havo sheltered It no palace. Still It's America' birthplace It's tho cradle of a now nation, nays tho Mother's Magazine In an interesting article on cradles. Brought over on tho Mayflower, It sheltered tho first child, Percgrlno Whlto, who was born to tho PIlgrlmB in Plymouth bay In lC-'O. Not a bit Imposing, is It? But U'b a rare ncBt, and tho most valuable in America, it wo measure by history. Not another country In tho world can show us their cradle. Wo ought to feel mighty proud of it Thoro's something a bit immortal about thoso strips of wicker. For tho mutter of that, thoro Is about all old cradles, historic or unknown. Thoy como down from past genera tlons. They'vo seen llfo. They'vo been rocked for hundreds of years In old homes. They'vo boon associated with great business tho making or men and women who havo mado his tory. MALICE IN HOSTS REMARK Even Thick-Skinned Man of Wealth Could Hardly Fall to Under stand the Insinuation. It was probably only Robinson's wealth that had allowed his Intrusion In tho vory select shooting nurty. Ho waB certainly qulto tho worst shot that had over happened In tho neigh borhood, and evoryono was deter mined after tho Hrst day that elthor ho should retlro or that on tho mor row ho should havo tho moors to him self. Blissfully unconscious of tho im pression ho had produced, ho was talking vory big after dlnnor. "By Jovo, yes!" ho remarked, in reminiscent mood. "In my young days I brought down a grizzly in tho Rockies. They told mo It waa tho biggest thoy had over seen." Ills host leant forward very qulotly. "You don't say no," ho observod, with glaBsy eyo. "And what woro you aiming at?" The Antl. . 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