The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-11-23

it is to be feared that che had been
eavesdropping.
es her hand TO his lips.
"Mademoisella,"n he says tenderly, II
am 1t your feet"
Then begins q charming little comedy
of love. making, in which Lucille plays
her role with pretty coquettry and he
with infinite zeal.
And the chaperon bends over her
lace. work and hears the caressing tones
q thought she had forgotten. and sees
tender glances she inagines she had
ceased to regret, all given to her young
er sister in her unregsrded presence.
d is very patient and used to suffering
U at length shc can endure no longer,
n not daring to leave the room she
moves away to distant writing-table
where she is At least beyond hearing.
There 10 an instant pause between the
conspirators, and while De Palissier's
eyes wistfully follow Nine. de Miramon,
Lucille seizes her opportunity with q
promptness that would have done cred
it to a Richelieu or a Talleyrand, or any
other prince.
Courage, monsieuy" she murmurs.
"She has been cold to me ever since
your note came"
"You would make q charming jeune
premier at the Francois only when you
do say anything very tender, do you re.
member to look at me instead of Jeanne"
And she breaks into a laugh sc utterly
amused that he presently laughs. too,
= b sound of their mirth causes an
ODD blot in the poor chaperon's writing.
A month has dragged by wretchedly
enough, both to the conspirators and
their victim, and like all things earthly.
mas come to an end at last. Even Lu-
Giles energy could not keep De Pals.
sier to his role, if he did not believe
that in surrendering it he must give up
| the bittersweet of Jeanne's daily pres.
ence, which even IN Its serene indliter-
ence had become the one charm of life
to him. Nine de Miramon and her sis
ter are spending q week at her villa neal
Paris, and Pallissler, who is to accom-
pany them on a riding party, has arrived
q little late, and finds both sisters already
in the courtyard. with some horses ami
grooms, when he enters. Lucille comes
to him at once and he dismounts, with u
look.of alarm instead other usual coquet-
ry.
"Do not let Jeanne ride Etoile," she
said anxiously. "She has thrown Gull
laume this morning"
Nine. de Miramon is standing beside
an old groom, who is holding the horse
in question, and she does not look at
her sister or De Palissier as they ap-
proach.
"Let nae ride Etoile and take my horse
to-day, madame" Do Palissier says ca
gerly. II should like to master a horse
who has thrown SO excellent a groom as
Guillaume."
$50 shouldI )" she says with a hard
little laugh, and she steps on the block.
"Jeannel" cries Lucille.
II entreat you for your sisters cake.
She will be terribly alarmed" De Palis-
sier says hurriedly.
Then you must console her. The
greater her alarm the greater your de-
lightful task, monster" and she looks at
him with a defiant painin her eyes, like
a stag's at bay. 81 shall ride Etolle."
Then 1 say that you shall not" he
answers, putting his arms across the
saddle, and meeting her eyes with a
sudden blaze in his.
For an instant they gaze at each other
in utter forgetfulness Of any other pres
ence than their own. Then she springs
II hate your she gasps, and turning
gathers up her habit in one hand and
runs into the house, swiftly followed by
De Palissier. In the salon she faces him
with a gesture Of passionate pride.
Leave mel" she says, 81 forbid you
to speak to me-"
DE is very pale, but the light of tri-
nmph IS in his eyes, and, like most men,
being triumphant, he is cruel.
Why do you hate ma?" he asked inn
periously.
81 beg your pardon" she stammers,
dropping the eyes which she knows are
betraying her. 81 should have said
"You should have said, 81 love you,'
he murmurs, coming close to her and
holding out his arms. "Does it hurt you
that I should know it at least-I who
have loved you for all these vears?"
But Lucille" she ~falters, moving
away from him, but with eyes that shiue
and lips that CULVER with bewildered Joy.
Never mind Lucille," cries that
young lady very cheerfully from the
doorway ut has been all a plot for your
happiness, Jeanne, which would never
succeeded if you had known your sister
as well as she knew you. To think that
l would be content with the wreck of
any mans HEARTH donc! When my
day comes
Like Alexander, 1 will reign,
And l will reign alone."