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flight of time. None but Adri
knew where she had gone that da,
and SIZE was lost to things terres
trial in the industrialperu Of tn
"The Gates Ajar.'' A thick fo
settled down over the mountain
and, driven by it within doors
Travis and Templeton sought b.
guilement of the hours IL the soc
ETY. of the ladies. Finding Adri:
Templeton made inquiry for Coz
stance. '-'" ''... 20 -':'''. -
zl"She ! went out to The 7Aeri
three hours ago, and has not ye
returned" was the reply. ,.1-g
"My God! she can never fin
her way back through the fog!
exclaimed Travis, while Temple
ton, with something like a gras
for breath, rushed out through th
night. Of gathering mists. sd!
s., Adria, now thoroughly alive, t
the danger, futtered out, like
demented magpie, after him, as ia
iuto the gloom as her prudent love
would permit. ." - '....1"
"Oh, dear!" she sobbed, II cal
shut my eyes and see her gropin!
her way along the narrow rock.
path; with death yawning on eithe
side" .. ~ '''.'', 80, =.
"She would know better thar
attempt a return until it cleared
away suggested the comforter. T.:
"No, she wouldn't Perhap
even now she. is drowning, or i
already a cold, moist corps in tn
bottom of the lake. Oh, Con-
Good Lord! there she comes; O.
is it a ghost ?" ~ ao.
Sure enough-wet, draggled
and looking like some pale Per
wandered from Paradise into unac
customed places-Constantine ap
peared upon the scene from an op
posite direction. Adria exclaimed
ooh, Constance, he has gone tt
the Aerie after you.' '>afts l.
"Who, child? Speak quick
who % .., 4..J II.
"Roy Templeton.'' .n.a.. g.,
"Gone to his death for me. Oh
God!' she groaned, and raised hel
eyes to heaven, despiring, appeal
ing, rebellious. No other wore
escaped her lips; but, like figure
cut in marble, she stood gazing
with frightful intensity into thu
impenetrable curtain of mist tha
enveloped the mountain path. 1
was a long terrible watch; but a.
the day faded, the wind arose, ant
lifting the vail, carried it high owe
the mountain-tops. Blessed wind
Like some winged spirit, Con
stance sped along the now clearl.
defined footway, followed by FREQ
and Adria. .i'''.'l@ '-"'i r"'
About halfway to the pleateal
was o. place where loosened eartl
looked as if some one had slipped
struggled to regain a balance, ane
gone over the precipice into th'
sullen waters below.
Constance stopped, reeled as i
she would have fallen, and, in :
voice that sounded distant, ant
strange, moaned "Roy-oh, Roy!'
She thought him forever beyond
the.reach of her voice; but instead
there he was coming toward her
with outstretched arms. .aym
"My own dear Constance, safe
Great God! I thank Thee !"
s'It's awfully damp out here, thu
crimp is all going out of my hair
let's go in" whispered Adria t
her beau CAVALIER. F.! / '"''..s ..''.j
"Not until youpromise to marry
me as soon after Constance be
comes Mrs. Ternpleton as, 1.-The
length Of the ceremony will per
NIT, answered Fred ~. "AS
81 shall catch my death staying
out her, and as1'm not prepared tt
die, I suppose I might as well b.
resigned, and say-Yes. THANH
goodness, I did not lose my byzan
tine set!'' s.uy@. ai -" So
sPertinacity and matchmaking
hath its reward, . suggested the ir
repressible; and so ended this nev
|"Much Ado about Nothing ...