HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, FEB. 7, 1929.
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WHAT HAPPENED BEPOXEl
Palmero In the scene. There an exile,
Leonardo di MarionI, hag come (or love
of Adrienne Cartucclo, who spurns him.
He meets an Englishman. Lord St. Mau
rice, who (alls In love with Adrienne on
sight. Leonardo sees his sister Mar
gharita, who tells him his love (or Ad
rienne Is hopeless. But he pleads with
her to arrange an accidental meeting,
to say (arewell, between Adrienne and
him.
She consents. That night the English
man is Informed of an attempt being
made to carry off Signorina Cartucclo
and Margharita, who are walking, by
brigands employed by a rejected suitor,
on a lonely road. He rushes to the
scene, and proves able to rescue the
ladles.
MOW 00 ON WITH THE BTOBY
The two ladies looked at their
preserver standing in the middle of
the road (air and straight and tall,
like a Greek god, but with a terri
ble fury blazing In his dark blue
eyes.
"You are not hurt, I trust?" he
aBked, his breath coming quickly,
for he was In a towering passion.
He was not speaking to the darker
of the two girls at all; in fact, he
was unconscious of her presence.
He was standing by Adrienne Car
tucclo's side, watching the faint
color steal again into her cheeks,
and the terror dying out of her
eyes, to be replaced by a far softer
light. Her black lace wrap, which
she had been wearing in Spanish
fashion, had fallen a little back
from her head, and the moonlight
was gleaming upon her ruddy gold
en hair, all wavy and disarranged,
throwing into soft relief the outline
of her slim, girlish figure, her heav
ing bosom, and the exquisite trans
parency of her complexion. She
stood there like an offended young
queen, passionately wrathful with
the men who had dared to lay their
coarse hands upon her, yet feeling
all a woman's gratitude to their
perserver. Her eyes were flashing
like stars, and her brows were bent,
but as she looked Into his face her
expression softened. Of the two
sensations gratitude was the strong
er. "You are not hurt?" he repeated.
"I am sorry that I did not get here
sooner, before that fellow touched
you."
She held out her hand to him
with a little Impetuous movement
"Thanks to you. No, Signor," she
said, her eyes suddenly filling with
tears. "Oh, how grateful we are,
are we not, Margharita?"
"Indeed, indeed we are. The Sig
nor had saved us from a terrible
danger."
"It is nothing. The fellows were
arrant cowards. But what was the
carriage doing here?"
He pointed along the road. Al
ready the clumsy vehicle had be
come a black speck In the distance,
swaying heavily from side to side
from the pace at which it was being
driven, and almost enveloped in a
cloud of dust
Adrienne shook her head. Mar
gharlta had turned away, with her
face burled in her hands.
"I cannot Imagine. Perhaps they
were brigands, and Intended to
carry us off for a ransom."
The Englishman shrugged his
shoulders.
"Odd sort of bandits," he remark
ed. "Why, they hadn't the pluck of
a chicken between them, especially
this one."
He touched the prostrate figure
with his foot, and the two girls
shuddered.
"He is is not dead, Is he?" Mar
gharita asked.
"Not he. I shouldn't say that he
was very badly hurt either," the
Englishman declared, bending down
and listening to his breathing.
"More frightened than anything.
He'll get up and be off directly we
leave. You will let me see you
home?" he continued, speaking to
Adrienne.
She looked up at him with a
gleam of humor In her wet eyes.
"You don't imagine that we
should let you go and leave us
here?" she said. "Come, Marghar
ita." The Englishman looked at the
other girl, almost for the first time,
as she came up and joined them,
her face was troubled. There was
he face was troubled. There was
very little relief or thankfulness for
her escape In her expression. The
Englishman was no physiognomist,
but he was a little puzzled.
"There Is no danger now, Sig
norina." he said reassuringly. "To
morrow I will go to the police, and
I dare say that we shall get to the
bottom of the whole affair.
She shuddered, but made no re
ply, walking on by their side, but
a little distance apart. As for the
Englishman, he was In paradise. To
all intents and purposes, he was
alone with Adrienne Cartucclo, lis
tening to her low voice, and every
now and then stealing a glance
downward into those wonderful
eyes, Just then very soft and sweet
That walk through the scented
darkness, with the far-off murmur
of the sea always in their ears, was
like the dawning of a new era in
his life.
It was she who talked most, and
he who listened. Yet he was very
happy; and when they reached her
villa, and he left them at the door,
she gave him a white flower which
ho had found courage to Deg tor,
"May I call upon you tomorrow?"
he asked, trembling (or tne answer.
"If you should like to, yes," she
answered readily. "Come early If
you have nothing to do, and we will
irlve vou afternoon tea a rAngiaise,
By the bye," she added, a little Bhy
ly, "is there, not something which
vou have forgotten r-
He divined her meaning at once,
"Of course, I ought to have told
vou mv name! he exclaimed nastl
ly. "How stupid of me. It is St
Maurice Lord St. Maurice."
"Lord St. Maurice! Then are you
not the fortunate possessor of that
delightful little yacht in the har
bor?"
Yes, if you mean the Pandora,
she's mine. Do you like sailing?
Will you come for a sail?" he asked
eagerly.
"We'll talk about It to-morrow,"
she laughed, holding out her hand.
Good-night'
He let her hand go. If he held it
a moment longer, and a little more
firmly that was absolutely neces
sary, was he much to blame?
'Good-night," he said. Good
night, Signorina," he added, bowing
to Margharita. I shall come to
morrow afternoon."
Then he turned away, and walked
with long swinging strides back to
the hotel.
"MARGHARITA ! 1
She had found her way into a
lonely corner of the villa grounds,
and, with her head resting upon her
hands, she was gazing across the
blue sunlit waters of the bay. Be
low, hidden by the thickly-growing
shrubs, was the white, dusty road,
and the voice which disturbed her
thoughts seemed to come from it
She pushed the white flowering
rhododendrons on one side, and
peered through.
"Leonardo! she exclaimed. "Le
onardo !"
"Are you alone?" he asked.
"Yes. Adrienne is in the house,
I believe."
"Then I am coming in."
She looked troubled but she could
not send him away. He clambered
over the low paling, and, pushing
back the boughs of the shrubs
which grew between them, made
his way up the bank to her side.
Have you been away? she ask
ed.
Yes, I have been home. Home,"
he repeated bitterly. "I have wan
dered through the woods, and I
have climbed the hills where we
spent our childhood. I have looked
upon the old scenes, and my heart
is broken."
Her eyes filled with tears. For a
moment her thoughts, too, went
back to the days when they had
been children together, and he had
been her hero brother. How time
had changed them both, and how
far apart they had drifted. They
could never be the same again. She
knew It quite well. There had
grown up a great barrier between
them. She could not even pretend
to sympathize with him, although
her heart was still full of pity.
"Leonardo, I am sorry," she whis
pered. "How is It, I wonder, that
all through life you seem to have
set your heart upon things which
are Impossible."
"It Is fate:"
"Fate! But you are a man, and
man should control fate."
"Have I not tried?" he answered
bitterly. "Tell me, do I so easily
relinquish by great desire? Why
am I here? Because I have said to
myself that I will not be denied
Adrienne shall be mine!"
She looked at him steadily.
"We have not met Leonardo,
since the night after the concert
Do you know that we had an ad
venture on the way home?"
"Tell me about It," he answered,
looking away.
"Is there any need, Leonardo?"
A faint tinge of color stole Into
his olive cheeks.
"You guessed then," he said. "Tell
me, does she know? Has she any
idea?"
"None."
"She does not suspect me at all?"
"No; she thinks that it was an
ordinary attack by robbers, and
that the carriage was to take us a
little way into the interior, so that
they might hold us and demand
ransom. It was her own Idea;
said nothing. I feel as though
were deceiving her, but I cannot
tell her. She would never look up
your face again, Leonardo."
You must not tell her," he mut
tered. "Swear that you will not!'
She shook her head.
"There is no need. I am not an
xious to denounce my own brother
as a would-be aDcmctor.
Margharita, I was desperate," he
cried passionately. "And that cursed
Englishman, he has become my evil
genius. It was a miserable chance
that enabled him to become your
preserver."
"It was a very fortunate one for
you, Leonardo.
What do you mean? he cried
sharply. "Tell me, has he been
here?"
"Yes."
He seemed to calm himself with a
great effort He was on the thresh
old of what he had come to know,
He must keep cool, or she would
tell htm nothing.
Margharita," he said slowly, 1 the
time is fast coming when I shall
have no more favors to ask you
Will you remember-that you are my
sister, and grant me a great one
now?"
If I can, Leonardo."
"It Is good. I shall not ask you
anything Impossible or unreason
able. Tell me the truth about Ad
rienne and this Englishman. Tell
me how you have spent your days
since this affair, and how often he
has been here. Then tell me what
you yourself think. Tell me wheth
er she cares lor him; and he lor
her. Let me hear the whole truth,
so that I may know how to act"
Leonardo, she whispered, "re
member our watchword, 'Endur
ance.' I will tell you everything.
Lord St Maurice came on the day
after our adventure. He stayed till
evening, and we walked with him
on the Marina. The next day we
went yachting with him. Yester
day and today he has spent nearly
the whole of his time here. I be
lieve that he is in love with Ad
rienne, and as for her, if she does
not love him already, I believe that
she soon will. You have asked for
the truth, my brother, and it is best
that you should have It Forgive
me for the pain it must cause you."
The Englishman sat quite still,
holding in his hand a long, curious
ly-shaped' dagger, which the first
gleam of moonlight had shown him
lying at his feet
He was no coward, but he gave a
little shudder as he examined the
thing, and felt of its bluelsh steel
edge with his finger. It was by no
means a toy weapon; it had been
fashioned and meant for use. What
use? Somehow he felt that ne naa
escaped a very great danger, as he
put the thing thoughtfully into his
pocket, and leaned back in his
chair. The shrill voices and clatter
of glasses around him sounded cu
riously unreal in his ears.
By degrees he came to himself,
and leaning forward took a match
from the little marble table, and re
lit his cigar. Then, for the first time,
he noticed with a start that the
chair opposite to him was occupied,
too, by a figure which was perfectly
familiar. It was a Sicilian who sat
there, quietly smoking a long cig-
rette, and with his face shaded by
the open palm of his hand.
Lord St Maurice made no sign of
recognition. On the contrary, he
turned his head away, preferring
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not to be seen. His nerves were al
ready highly strung, and there
seemed to him to be something om
inous In this second meeting with
the Sicilian. If he could have been
sure of being able to do so unno
ticed, he would have got up and
gone into the hotel.
"Good-evening, Signor!"
Lord St Maurice turned and
looked Into the white- corpse-like
face of the Sicilian. It told its
own story. There was trouble to
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The Sicilian leaned over the ta
ble. There were gray rims under
his eyes, and even his lips had lost
their color.
"A week ago, Signor," he remark
ed, "we occupied these same seats
here."
"I remember it," St Maurice re
plied quietly.
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